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ACAPULCO—THE TREE OF LOVE—BATHING AND FEMALES—A CALIFORNIAN IN A TIGHT 
PLACE—EARTHQUAKES—SAIL FOR REALEJO—VOLCANO VIEJO—ITS DEVASTATING ERUP¬ 
TION—REALEJO AND HARBOR—A CART AND ITS PASSENGERS—A WALL-STREET FINAN¬ 
CIER FLEECED—CHINANDEGA—ITS BEAUTIFUL ARBORS—BATHING—PREPARING TOR- 
TILLOS—LEON—ITS MAGNIFICENCE AND DESOLATION—DON PEDRO VACA AND FAMILY. 
As we approach Acapulco, the most striking feature is the 
telegraph, which is erected on one of the highest peaks of the 
mountain, and from which, at the approach of a steamer, a blue 
flag is displayed, or a white one at the approach of a sailing 
vessel. The town is completely land-locked, there being not 
the slightest indication of it until passing around the bluff into 
the inner bay, when the castle is seen directly in our course, and 
passing on, bearing to the left, the town is seen stretching away 
up the side of the mountain. The bay has the appearance of a 
lake being entirely shut in by mountains. Our steamer passed 
on to within fifteen or twenty rods of the town when we dropped 
anchor and were immediately boarded by the officer of the port, 
also by innumerable men and boys for passengers, and females 
with fruit. Passengers are taken into bungoes, or canoes, which 
are headed in until the bow strikes the shore, when they take 
their stand preparatory to a jump as the sea runs back. (See 
Plate.) Not unfrequently they are overtaken by the next sea, 
which is extremely embarrassing, particularly if one has just 
changed his linen. We entered the town at the foot of the 
main street; two churches are seen, each supporting a tower, 
the custom-house being in the foreground at the left. The 
buildings are of one story, constructed of stone or adobes , 
and covered with tile. This is one of the most beautifully 
located towns on the Pacific coast. It is never visited by 
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