A VISIT TO THE HAIGAHS. 135 



water and bathed my bleeding ankles. 

 There, too, I dined and slept, tant 

 bien que mal, owing such comforts 

 as I got to Domingo's resource and 

 activity. 



The next day was fine, and I looked 

 out from the temple on a scene of un- 

 expected beauty. I was on the confines 

 of the forest, and all up the sides of the 

 open hills rose, terrace above terrace, 

 the gardens of the Haigahs, and their 

 picturesque chalets. Little rills were 

 led through the gardens, and fell from 

 terrace to terrace, and over all this 

 waved groves of the most graceful of 

 the palm family. 



I visited the house where the de- 

 ceased had lived, and saw the rest of 

 the family. I found the Haigahs a 



