Merida, Jan. 15th, 1895 
My dear Kate: 
I am back again from the Uxmal trip and shall be off 
again this afternoon on the way to Chichen Itza. I must have 
written you from Merida before starting away a few days ago. 
I don't think I had time to tell you of this interesting place 
and its people and I fear the task is too great now. I must 
first tell you what a hard trip the last was. I. left here 
with Thompson and Marquand on Friday evening by rail for Ticul, 
00 miles south. We found a dirty little hotel where we got 
a little supper and teres a blank room in which we swing our 
hammocks. I was sick all day and felt that I was ready to give 
up and when three in the morning came and we got up to start 
for Uxmal I was so weak that I feared I should not be able to 
ride the 25 miles over terrible mountain roads in a two wheeled 
vehicle with bed swung on leather straps and drawn by three 
mules. We got a little bread and chocolate and by five were 
off. I soon felt better and stood ‘ier eon eae and awful 
jolting - for the roads all over beds of solid limestone more 
or less covered with bowlders and fragments. You would not 
believe that any vehicle could be hauled successfully over 
such country, but it was done. We sat in the slatted, padded 
bed with two mattresses under us and I tied a strap to the rib 
Over my head and hung on. fen "northers" tied in a knot 
cannot equal that volans for rolling and knocking about. We 
reached the ruins at 11 o'clock and spent four hours looking 
