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hand, and declaring that it was quite impossible to 

 sleep there. 



I went to the door of the Maestro de Posta 

 (Postmaster), and told him. that I had ridden all 

 day without eating ; that I was very hungry, and 

 begged to know what we could have: Lo que 

 quiere, Senor, tenemos todo,^' (whatever you 

 choose, we have everything). 



I knew too well what todo"*^ meant, and he 

 accordingly explained to me that he had " carne de 

 vacca and gallinas'^ (beef and fowls). I ordered a 

 fowl, and then went to my room. The sight of the 

 bed again haunted me, and after looking at it for 

 some time with every inclination to persuade my- 

 self that it was even bearable, but in vain — I re- 

 solved to go the Governor, deliver my letters, and 

 see what I could do with him. 



I procured a guide, who was to lead me in 

 the dark to the Governor's house. After walking 

 some distance, "Aqui sta," said the man. " What 

 is that it P"" said I, pointing to a door at which 

 some black naked children were standing. — No, it 

 was the next house. 



The Governor was not at home, but I found his 



