110 RAMBLES AFTER SPORT. 



requesting tlie faithful not to expectorate too much on 

 the floor, but to put their pocket-handkerchiefs to their 

 natural use. 



Well, after leaving the Plaza Intendencia, still following 

 straight on, I passed through two streets, very narrow 

 and shockingly paved, lined on each side with mercantile 

 houses of the most ordinary description, and still going on, 

 1 came to the Calle Cabo, or High -street. This street 

 was certainly superior to the others I had seen, and 

 contained some handsome enough shops ; still I should 

 be inclined to put it down as about equal to an average 

 provincial high street in England. Still following the 

 same interminable street, I came to the Grand Plaza 

 or Plaza Victoria. This certainly commands one^s atten- 

 tion for some time, but there is really nothing in it that 

 the greatest enthusiast could go into raptures about. In 

 the centre is a fountain, and round it a pavement 

 bordered by some sickly-looking trees, and provided 

 with benches for the use of the public. This forms 

 the favourite paseo or promenade for the inhabitants 

 on an evening, more especially as the theatre forms one 

 side of the Plaza ; this theatre is much like any other. On 

 the opposite side is the cathedral, not worthy of any men- 

 tion, being merely a plastered square building with a belfry 

 and the usual fixings ornaments ; of these latter more 

 anon. Beyond this square there is a passable street, the 

 Calle Victoria, which leads you on to the railway station. 

 After getting to the end of my journey, very hot and 

 dusty, and rather out of temper, I returned by the way I 

 carae, paying a visit to a new church they were building 

 in the Calle Nueva, which promised to be something out 

 of the common; at all events, when I saw it it was a 

 huge unfinished brick building, with a somewhat hand- 



