India rubber world . not a success froman epicurean standpoint, norwas the siesta, for it was toohot to sleep. So, assemblingin the foyer, we watched thedrowsy darkeys on the curbsopposite, and waited for themidday heat to pass. After atime I was courageous enoughto look at the thermometerand it registered 97° F., theair fairly reeking with humid-ity. Along in the afternoonI wrote some letters, but couldget no stamps, as the govern-ment had interdicted theirsale at hotels, because thetourists had been in the habitof buying them for curios, instead of attaching them to lettersas they should; at
India rubber world . not a success froman epicurean standpoint, norwas the siesta, for it was toohot to sleep. So, assemblingin the foyer, we watched thedrowsy darkeys on the curbsopposite, and waited for themidday heat to pass. After atime I was courageous enoughto look at the thermometerand it registered 97° F., theair fairly reeking with humid-ity. Along in the afternoonI wrote some letters, but couldget no stamps, as the govern-ment had interdicted theirsale at hotels, because thetourists had been in the habitof buying them for curios, instead of attaching them to lettersas they should; at least that is what the clerk said. Finally, on the afternoon of the third day in Panama, all wasready. The Almirante lay about a mile from shore. There is a20 foot tide, so it is said, and the row to the schooner gave us aview of many cattle and hog boats, and a good idea of the waterfront of the quaint city that stands at the Pacific entrance of thecanal. I have said that the crew consisted of five, but neglected. PANAMANIANS- to mention the crews cook, Jungo, and also our own, had also forgotten the dozen live hens that were tied twoand two, and wandered over the deck at will, as well as Do-mingo, the leanest, dirtiest, tiniest tramp kitten that any coun-try every saw. Don Pablo and Don Raimon (another friend) came out andsaw us off, and by 7 oclock we were sailing out of the harbor, headed for Toboga island forballast and fresh water. Alltrace of the deadly heat ashorewas gone, and the effects, aslight fever that all experi-enced, quickly darkness came, we slepton deck under the starswrapped in blankets, andawoke in the morning to findthe boat at anchor just off thelittle town of Toboga. It wasraining gently, but no onecared, and after coffee we wentashore to buy eggs, pineapples,and bananas, and incidentallyto get a shore breakfast. Thiswas served in a neat room bypretty Indian giils, and wasthe best meal we had eaten fora week. The town has abo
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