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back at the launch, ready to return to Valdivia. As the 

 sun set, the cormorants came in in long lines to settle 

 down for 

 the night 

 on what 

 seemed to 

 be sand 

 bars along 

 the main 

 channel* 

 Twice our 

 motor re- 

 fused to 

 run and we 

 drifted 

 back while 

 Salas tin- 

 kered with 

 it* It was 

 9*30 before 

 we were at 

 the wharf. 



Mar. 



Election 

 day but all 

 seemed go- 

 ing well* 

 Considering 

 the large 

 number pf 

 police who 

 were every 

 where to be 

 seen, that 



was not surprising. At 9*30 Salas appeared again and 

 we took the launch for a run around Isla Teja. This 

 island is made by a dividing and then rejoining of the 

 Rio Calle Calle and is really part of Valdivia. We went 

 ashore at one place (Raul nearly ruined his almost new 

 saddle shoes by jumping onto a mud bank that looked 

 solid) and found fair collecting. Salas joined us at 

 the hotel for lunch. He asked many questions about the 

 United States and chances to go there for study. Raul 

 was in a very bad humor, in fact he had been ever since 

 we left Puerto Varas, and he told Salas that "in the 

 United States, negroes and South Americans were treated 

 alike." Then, for fear that I had missed that gem, he 

 repeated it in English. I managed to refrain from com- 

 menting. We left shortly after lunch for the railroad 



Fortifications at Niebla 



