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lime view over the expanse of its lake; the 

 sun was just rising on the snow-capped sum- 

 mit of the volcano of Pepocatapetl, whose 

 crater, 17,875 feet above the level of the sea, 

 appeared to be but at the distance of a few 

 miles. We soon reached the district of pines 

 and oaks, passed the fine woods mentioned in 

 our journey from the coast, and about two 

 o'clock reached Rio Frio, and proceeded on 

 the way for St. Martin's ; but the fore-part of 

 the carriage having come in contact with a 

 large stone on the road, it broke, and we with 

 some difficulty got the empty vehicle back to 

 the posada, where a person was found to re- 

 pair it. We were detained till the following 

 day, which afforded me an opportunity of pro- 

 curing several good birds, and among them the 

 crimson-throated humming bird, which I never 

 met with but in high cold situations, where I 

 several times shot it on the ground, on which 

 the other species seldom if ever alight. We 



