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them. It Carroll told tales of life in Cticuta. The maids 

 cleared the tables, brought a sweet souffle, with sauce, 

 and coffee . We moved into the living rooms, two tables 

 of bridge were organized in one and a large table for con- 

 tinental rummy was set up in the other* Clara and 1 

 played rummy until after midnight. John sutler got a 

 taxi and came with us; we also brought away one maid and 

 one guest that we let off at Cuidad Restrepo (?diere the 

 water goes off before she gets home in the afternoon* 



Feb. 22. ainday so we did not go to the Institute, In- 

 stead we had a late breakfast and then went out for a walk. 

 We went as far as Carrera 13 and Calle 2h 9 then back to 

 Casa Gomez and back to bed. Slept until lunch. At 3» uon 

 Luis called with the car and took us for a drive. We went 

 south past a large hospital and through the barrios of Las 

 Cruces and San Crist6bal; we saw several good new school 

 buildings, all dating from Alfonso L6pez. Then up a steep 

 curving road with many right angles and large stones to 

 the acueducto vitelma, Bogota's main water supply. W© 

 climbed up to the top for the excellent view of the city. 

 Although most of the apparatus of the plant was not in 

 operation, it was interesting to go over the building, 

 along with many other visitors. The chlorination tanks 

 and the spray cooling system were both working. Across 

 the road was a little hill with a sentinel standing on the 

 very peak; a horseman was climbing toward him along the 

 ridge, and a man riding a mule just behind, all sharply 

 silhouetted against a background of telephone poles and 

 sky. 



Krom the Acueducto we drove along the upper road to La 

 Pena, a little white church set high on the side hill above 

 Bogota. The altar was lighted and the sound of chanting 

 came from behind it and in the front benches there were 

 four nuns praying, rising, kneeling; around the walls were 

 paintings of the Stations of the Cross. Outside were many 

 beggarboys, crying "Centavitos, Monsieur". 



S'rom La Pena we continued along the upper road, getting 

 another fine view of the city; we could distinguish the 

 Cathedral, the Bull Ring (Bogota is said to have the best 

 bull fights to be seen in the New lorld) and University 

 City. The road ran past the lower station of the funicu- 

 lar railroad up Monserrate to join the same road that we 

 took last Sunday to Barque Racional . From there we came 

 back to Casa G6mez and, still feeling tired, we went to 

 bed at five o'clock, without dinner. 



Feb. 23. up at eight feeling much better. We both went 

 to the Institute where we learned that Dona Isabel was 

 worse and the Murillos would not go to the luncheon. 



