440 THE MOUNTAIN CHANT. 
went ounce more around the fire and departed, leaving the fruitful yueea 
behind them. 
144. In a moment after they had disappeared the form of one per- 
sonating an aged, stupid, short sighted, decrepit man was seen to 
emerge slowly from among the crowd of spectators in the east. He 
was dressed in an eld aud woefully ragged suit and wore a high, pointed 

Fic. £7, Yueca baceata. 
hat. His face was whitened and he bore a short, crooked, wooden bow 
and a few crooked, ill made arrows. His mere appearance provoked the 
“stoic” audience to screams of laughter, and his subsequent ‘low com- 
edy business,” which excelled much that I have seen on the civilized 
stage, failed not to meet with uproarious demonstrations of approval. 
Slowly advancing as he enacted his part, he in time reached the place 

