CHAPTER XIX 

 San Vicente Baifios 



Monday, June ist. A certain holiday spirit 

 possessed us this lovely morning, and it soon be- 

 came apparent from the general levity of the 

 crowd that no very serious work would likely be 

 accomplished. To reach the boat by night and 

 to sail the following day would be quite siifficient. 

 The boxes and bags of the two previous days' 

 collecting were made into parcels, bound in heavy 

 twine, and all the suit-cases and other impedimenta 

 were packed into the groaning cab, and then as 

 many of us as could follow piled in on top. We 

 always felt like cheering when our cab drove up. 

 Martinez opened the throttle by a snap of the whip 

 and we rattled and wheezed along the carretera 

 towards the pass — La Puerta del Ancon. At the 

 narrow pass we left the vehicle with orders to 

 Martinez to continue on to the Bafios and deposit 

 our luggage. Then we proceeded afoot to the 

 "Cove of Delight," Clapp and Bartsch continuing 



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