. The Cuba review. 16 THE CUBA REVIEW. , vvitli "Yunque" Mountain, ) feet higli, in the Ijackground. and visible out to sea for miles towers a great mass of rock, 2,000 feet high, known as "Yunque"' the Anvil. Here "Don Angel" met us with a carriage and boys to carry the luggage and conducted us to "El Siglo XX" Hotel, which as anyone would guess means the Twentieth Century Ho- tel. This hotel was thoroughly Spanish. Our rooms fronted on a l)road balcony that over- liioked a tiny plaza. The delicious quaintness of this town was indescri- ba
. The Cuba review. 16 THE CUBA REVIEW. , vvitli "Yunque" Mountain, ) feet higli, in the Ijackground. and visible out to sea for miles towers a great mass of rock, 2,000 feet high, known as "Yunque"' the Anvil. Here "Don Angel" met us with a carriage and boys to carry the luggage and conducted us to "El Siglo XX" Hotel, which as anyone would guess means the Twentieth Century Ho- tel. This hotel was thoroughly Spanish. Our rooms fronted on a l)road balcony that over- liioked a tiny plaza. The delicious quaintness of this town was indescri- bable. The streets were most ingeniously ill paved except for a stretch of 300 yards that w^as smooth asphalt. This was laid by a former reform inayor (in front of his own residence) and the towns- people point to it with much pride. Carriages were few, as a mile or two outside of the city only trails existed. Nearly every one rode horseback and there were many fine horses, beautiful trappings and dashing and graceful riders. As the country is mountainous, bullocks, most surefooted of beasts, are used instead of pack horses. They are big black fellows, often gaily caparisoned and much more picturesque than any other pack animals that I have seen. Baracoa is very beautiful with its tiny bay, its stretches of sandy beach, its close encircling mountains and its red tiled houses. While the stores are exceedingly well equipped, the city could not boast of a dentist, an oculist or an automobile. After the purchase of a few necessaries and the bargaining for horses to take the explorers into the valley to the "Nunez" estate, where the rubber grew, distant some five miles, they set out at seven in the morning, believing they would be but a short time on the journey. Outside of the town they struck a mountain trail and then their troubles began, which might best be told in the travelers' own words: "We forded a river and were soon on a mountain trail that followed the errat
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