THE PAMPAS. 



miles,) I left the rest for the coach, and once more 

 careless of wheels and axles, I galloped off with a 

 feeling of independence which was quite dehghtful. 



We travelled sixty miles that day, not losing 

 one moment, but riding at once to the corral, and 

 unsaddling and saddling our own horses. The 

 next morning one of the party was unable to pro- 

 ceed, so he remained at the post, and we were off 

 before daylight. After galloping forty-five miles, 

 another said he was so jolted that he could not go 

 on, and he also remained at the post to be picked 

 up by the carriage : we then continued for sixteen 

 miles, when the other knocked up, and he really 

 was scarcely able to crawl into the post -hut, where 

 he remained. As I was very anxious to get to 

 Buenos Aires, and was determined to get there as 

 quick as my strength would allow, I rode sixty miles 

 more that day, during which my horse fell twice 

 with me, and I arrived at the post an hour after sun- 

 set, quite exhausted. I found nothing to eat, be- 

 cause the people who live at this post were bathing, 

 so I went to another part of the river, and had a 

 most refreshing bathe. I then spread out my 

 saddle on the ground, for the post-room was full 



