CHAPTER XX. 



THE MORNING AND NIGHT DEW — THE TEREE-FEOIDE — WATER-SPOUTS 

 AND WHIRLWINDS — THE BAEBAKY FIG - TEEES — THE CACTUS 

 PLANTS— THE VIZNAGA— CUE HOPES DISAPPOINTED— DON BENITO 

 COYOTEPEC. 



^"^HE sun had not risen when we were up and ready to start. 

 ■^'kS We shivered with cold, for on the great plateau which 

 ^*-^^ we had now reached, to which the inhabitants of the 

 lower regions give the name of Terre-Froide, the mornings are 

 frosty. The profound darkness was succeeded by a dim twilight, 

 afterwards by a fog, which penetrated our clothing as much as 

 rain. 



"There has been no shower," cried Lucien, "and yet we are 

 all wet." 



