Around South America with a sample case . even Sinn Feiners would admitthere were worse places than Ireland if they couldhave a season down here. About 4 P. M., we came to a valley leadingdown to Lake Titicaca, which had rather pleasingscenery of olive green hills on each side, withevidences of cultivation, and more numerous habi-tations (heaven defend me for calling them such.)Just after we dipped over the edge and starteddownhill we passed Lake Lagunillas and Lake Sara-cocha, and they would have been beautiful hadthe hills about them not been bleak and the shoresso barren. As it was, they lo
Around South America with a sample case . even Sinn Feiners would admitthere were worse places than Ireland if they couldhave a season down here. About 4 P. M., we came to a valley leadingdown to Lake Titicaca, which had rather pleasingscenery of olive green hills on each side, withevidences of cultivation, and more numerous habi-tations (heaven defend me for calling them such.)Just after we dipped over the edge and starteddownhill we passed Lake Lagunillas and Lake Sara-cocha, and they would have been beautiful hadthe hills about them not been bleak and the shoresso barren. As it was, they looked like two bigeyes, with no eyebrows or lashes. It was quitedark when the train pulled in alongside the dockat Puno, where a noisy horde of wild men andboys scrambled on board to grab hand were about as scandalous a looking party asever congregated in one group, but our stuff wasquickly and safely gotten on board the Inca. Sheis a 1,000 ton steel craft, driven by Diesel en-gines. She was brought up from the coast in small. AROUND SOUTH AMERICA WITH A SAMPLE CASE 95 pieces and fabricated at Puno. It must have beenrather a job, but it was well clone and she slipsthrough the water like a duck, with no more fussthan a duck would make. Captain Tynan was afriend of Coverts so we got the bridal chambersand spent a very comfortable night in making the149 miles to Guaqui. I was up with the first flushof day, and, as my window faced the east, I watch-ed the sky grow crimson back of the great snow-clad Bolivian range. I dressed quickly and wason deck when the sun came over the white shoul-der of Illampi. The waters of the lake are steelblue, and did not look very alluring. It looked ascold as charity, and no doubt was. The lake isnarrow at this end, and the west shore consists ofa range of bare hills, perhaps 500 feet high. Thereis a long mole at the landing-place with railroadtrack running the full length, and our train waswaiting. The dock was crowded with a pictur-esque
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