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screen myself from the piercing rays of 

 the sun. I observed great quantities of 

 the guacharacas, saw one alligator asleep, 

 and a fine deer basking under the shady 

 side of the bank. At four o'clock I arriv- 

 ed at Coyamo, having been five hours 

 and a half in my descent. I went imme- 

 diately to the curate, who did not appear 

 much surprised at the result of my visit, 

 although he had himself given me so flam- 

 ing an account of the mines. He informed 

 me of the death of General Narino, whose 

 decease he seemed greatly to lament; and 

 narrated to me so many anecdotes of his 

 vicissitudes and wonderful enterprizes, that 

 I trust his life will be written by some 

 able hand, competent to the task. This, 

 from the perilous accidents by flood and 

 field, the many hair-breadth escapes, and 

 the ever changing variety of his course, 

 must be a most interesting and romantic 

 memoir. 



