Across the Andes . This they would play for hours before chang-ing to the other, as follows;. ^^^W White squares of cloth hung from the shoul-ders of the players like the capes of the oldCrusaders, and with their brilliant new ponchos 298 ACROSS THE ANDES and the bright green of the parrot-feather dec-orations they made a most picturesque weird and barbaric music was rather at-tractive at first as it rose from the distance andswelled in volume while the procession camenearer, but after eight or ten hours it palled,and the prospect of a week more of it was notcheerful. But an outbrea
Across the Andes . This they would play for hours before chang-ing to the other, as follows;. ^^^W White squares of cloth hung from the shoul-ders of the players like the capes of the oldCrusaders, and with their brilliant new ponchos 298 ACROSS THE ANDES and the bright green of the parrot-feather dec-orations they made a most picturesque weird and barbaric music was rather at-tractive at first as it rose from the distance andswelled in volume while the procession camenearer, but after eight or ten hours it palled,and the prospect of a week more of it was notcheerful. But an outbreak in the Indian townof Illabaya, ten miles off over the mountains,brought it to a close much earlier. To Mrs. Arthur T. Jackson, of Boston, thewife of a prominent rubber-dealer in Bolivia,who was in Sorata at the time, the only whitewoman within hundreds of miles, I am in-debted for the transcript of the Indian accomplished musician, she was much in-terested in the subject, and at different timesduring her months on the Indian frontiers shehad gathered and noted the airs as she h
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