THE GREAT 



CORDILLERA. 



18T 



go; she said she could not tell, but she offered to 

 send one of her servants with me to a " North 

 American lady,"*' who sometimes took in strangers. 

 I went accordingly, and was introduced into a 

 room which had a mat, a few highly-varnished, 

 tawdry, wooden chairs, and a huge overgrown 

 piano-forte. One side of the room was glazed like 

 a green-house, and looked into another small room. 

 Two long, thin, vulgar-looking girls, who talked 

 through their noses, now came in, and told me a 

 long story about " mama," the object of which 

 was, that mama was coming, and accordingly in 

 she came. They were all at once asking me to be 

 seated, and were inquiring into my history, when I 

 informed the lady, that I had called to inquire 

 whether she had accommodation in her house for 

 strangers. " Oh yes, she had a very nice room 

 which she could let to me ; there was no bed in 

 it, but she could lend me chairs." I asked to see 

 it ; to my horror and astonishment, she led me to 

 the glazed side of her room, and opening the glass 

 door, she told me, that was the room. I had a 

 great deal of very troublesome business on my 

 mind, and all I required for the very few days I 



