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many fathoms beneath the surface of the ground in 

 Cornwall; that they would ever meet to wrestle and 

 " hug" upon the wide desert plain of Villa-Vicen- 

 cia. My companion said he had never had such a 

 battle in his life ; that he put his knee upon the 

 bird's breast, and tried with all his strength to twist 

 his neck ; but that the condor, objecting to this, 

 struggled violently, and that also, as several others 

 were flying over his head, he expected they would 

 attack him. He said, that at last he succeeded in 

 killing his antagonist, and with great pride he 

 shewed me the large feathers from his wings ; but 

 when the third horseman came in, he told us he had 

 found the condor in the path, but not quite dead. 



