BARRANQUILLA. 



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rUERTO COLOMBIA. 



(After Millican.) 



water's edge. Our satchels were tossed upon the hinding, and we 

 scrambled up as best we could, almost on our hands and knees. 

 Once on top, we were surrounded by a perfect swarm of half-clad 

 Indians and half-breeds of all sizes, who insisted upon carrying- our 

 things for us, whether we wished them to do so or not. Our trunks 

 we could not take with us ; we would have to get them at the 

 custom-house in Barranquilla. The satchels of our fellow-travelers 

 were inspected by the customs officers at the landing, whilst the 

 rabble crowded around and examined everything critically. Upon 

 showing my special passport, we were allowed to carry off our 

 things without their being inspected. 



Puerto Colombia is nothino- but a collection of a half dozen 

 wretched bamboo huts plastered with mud and thatched with reeds. 

 The huts have no floors ; there are stagnant pools of slimy water' 



