of John Cockburn, &c. 

 all the Time we were here, I never faw a 

 Man fo much as kifs the Lips of a Wo- 

 man. 



We had been here nineteen Days, when 

 our Fellow-Traveller Bamjier came into this 

 Town. Providence had fo order 'd it, that 

 when he was recovered a little from his III- 

 nefs, he met with fome Indians, who were 

 going over the Mountains of Nicaragua, 

 with a Rake of Mules to Cojtarha. They 

 finding him to be weak, and left alone to 

 lament his Misfortunes, had the Charity and 

 good Nature, to take him with them on a 

 Mule, not doubting, but they fhould meet with 

 us at Nicoya, as well knowing we could get 

 no nearer to Panama by Land ; becaufe, all 

 the Way between here and there, is very 

 mountainous, and but thinly inhabited. We 

 were much pleafed to have our old Friend 

 with us once again, whom we feared we 

 lhould never more have feen. How many 

 times had we wifhed to. know how his Gale 

 ftood ? and how often did we defpair of fo 

 much as once hearing, whether he was dead 

 or alive } but now our Satisfaction was ge*> 

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