. The adventures of a tropical tramp. iant colorsand designs fluttered across our path. Along theroad we passed huts of cane, with roofs ofthatched palm. Many of them possessed no sidewalls—merely a roof supported at each the heat of this region no other protection wasnecessary. Shortly after noon we reached San Ramon,with its white sandy street blazing in the hot sun,and its palm-thatched roofs scorching. Thisvillage consists of some thirty houses, all of caneand palm construction. Its inhabitants seldomventure from the shade during the swelteringmidday, but sit back under their pal


. The adventures of a tropical tramp. iant colorsand designs fluttered across our path. Along theroad we passed huts of cane, with roofs ofthatched palm. Many of them possessed no sidewalls—merely a roof supported at each the heat of this region no other protection wasnecessary. Shortly after noon we reached San Ramon,with its white sandy street blazing in the hot sun,and its palm-thatched roofs scorching. Thisvillage consists of some thirty houses, all of caneand palm construction. Its inhabitants seldomventure from the shade during the swelteringmidday, but sit back under their palm roofs andstare curiously at the funny gringo who passesthrough. Tropical fruits grew wild all aroundthe village—papayas several times larger thanthe trunk of the tree that supported them, orangesof several varieties, limes and lemons. Therewere also many gourds that looked like a speciesof tree-climbing watermelon, which the nativesdry, burn with carvings of funny designs, and sellto curio-collectors. There was no restaurant or. CO o l-H a,o -3 as J . :3 5 2 5 O id - o X h-i A Newspaper Correspondent 87 hotel in San Ramon, but one of the shop-keepersprepared us an elaborate meal, and although thesurrounding country was full of delicious freshfruit, he thought he would give us a special treat,so he opened a can of peaches. Everywhere inthe Chanchamayo the people were so accustomedto their own delicious native products that theyrated them lowly, and whenever they wished areal treat, would open some aged can of preservedstuff. The Peruvian liacendados were leaving mehere, but they gave me full directions for con-tinuing my journey, and much useful advice: ^^At La Merced to-night, you must look out forthe cockroaches, they warned me. ^It would bewell, seiior, to ask the hotel proprietor for a frogto keep in your room. ^^A frog! I demanded. ^*Yes, senor—a frog to kill the the proprietor give you a good frog—onewith good, springy muscles—one that can jump


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