Through the heart of Patagonia . Burbury to brino- up the horses, as had beenarranofed, so we sent on Bernardo with a messaoe. He started offin his l)ig boots and we had no idea of the mischief he was to dropinto before we saw him again. He was accustomed to the pampasround about the town of Santa Cruz, where you can light a firewith impunity, but amongst the high grass growing in the valleysof the foothills of the Cordillera a fire is certain to spread over animmense area. Finding the way long, perhaps, Bernardo sent upa l)race of smokes as signals. We saw them, and knew at oncewhat was likel
Through the heart of Patagonia . Burbury to brino- up the horses, as had beenarranofed, so we sent on Bernardo with a messaoe. He started offin his l)ig boots and we had no idea of the mischief he was to dropinto before we saw him again. He was accustomed to the pampasround about the town of Santa Cruz, where you can light a firewith impunity, but amongst the high grass growing in the valleysof the foothills of the Cordillera a fire is certain to spread over animmense area. Finding the way long, perhaps, Bernardo sent upa l)race of smokes as signals. We saw them, and knew at oncewhat was likely to happen. When the horses arrived we bundled on to them and rode awayto try and stop the conflagration. There were two fires raging,and our only chance lay in being able to arrest their spreadingbcNond the shores of a dry lagoon, which mercifully extendedbetween them and the summer-dried, well-grassed marsh lyingunder Mount Buenos Aires and Mount Frias, where Cattlespioneer-farm was situated. It would have been a distressing.
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