. A flying trip to the tropics. A record of an ornithological visit to the United States of Colombia, South America and to the island of Curaçao, West Indies, in the year 1892 . a was formerly the port, butthe shifting sands have filled in the deep water there, so now thelanding is several miles farther to the west. The harbor is a veryexposed one, and I should think dangerous. There were severalGerman and English steamers lying at anchor. We were shortlyvisited by the inspector of the port in a little cockle-shell of a tugwith an excruciatingly shrill whistle, and about nine oclock we gotaboa
. A flying trip to the tropics. A record of an ornithological visit to the United States of Colombia, South America and to the island of Curaçao, West Indies, in the year 1892 . a was formerly the port, butthe shifting sands have filled in the deep water there, so now thelanding is several miles farther to the west. The harbor is a veryexposed one, and I should think dangerous. There were severalGerman and English steamers lying at anchor. We were shortlyvisited by the inspector of the port in a little cockle-shell of a tugwith an excruciatingly shrill whistle, and about nine oclock we gotaboard of her and were taken ashore. On the tug were severalpassengers who had come from one of the other steamers, and onour way to the shore I made the accpiaintance of one of them, a of New York, engaged in business in Bogota. Afterwardswe saw a good deal of each other, and as he Avas familiar with thecountry, he Avas of great assistance to us on a number of occasions,and Avent to a great deal of trouble to help us. We finally reached the landing, Avhich was nothing but a fcAv♦extremely slippery boards nailed to some Avorm-eaten piles in the BARRANQUILLA. 31. rUERTO COLOMBIA. (After Millican.) waters edge. Our satchels were tossed upon the hinding, and wescrambled up as best we could, almost on our hands and on top, we were surrounded by a perfect swarm of half-cladIndians and half-breeds of all sizes, who insisted upon carrying- ourthings for us, whether we wished them to do so or not. Our trunkswe could not take with us; we would have to get them at thecustom-house in Barranquilla. The satchels of our fellow-travelerswere inspected by the customs officers at the landing, whilst therabble crowded around and examined everything critically. Uponshowing my special passport, we were allowed to carry off ourthings without their being inspected. Puerto Colombia is nothino- but a collection of a half dozenwretched bamboo huts plastered with mud and thatched w
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