h large plantain-leaves, which they had brought from
Cartago. From one or two of the very few people we met we learned that
the Spanish captain had gone on ahead, the soldiers we had seen with him
having returned to a fort in the neighbourhood. He must have trusted to
the terror which the Spaniards had inspired by their fearful cruelties.
The Godos had indeed so cowed the natives that they would not have dared
to molest him, else he would scarcely have ventured alone on such a
journey. He, of course, had no luggage or animals to impede his
progress, and would be able to travel faster than we could. As,
however, Mr Laffan and I agreed that he very likely suspected us, we
resolved to push on as rapidly as we could, so that we might, if
possible, reach Bogota before he would have time to warn the authorities
against us.

CHAPTER NINE.

OUR JOURNEY OVER THE MOUNTAINS--WILD SCENERY--A RIDE ON A SILLERO'S
BACK--FEARS FOR THE SAFETY OF OUR SERVANTS AND HORSES--MAKING PROGRESS--
MY SILLERO AND I GET AHEAD--THE CRUEL CONDUCT OF THE SPANIARD, AND ITS
FEARFUL PUNISHMENT--OUR CAMP ON THE MOUNTAINS--AN ADVENTURE WITH A
JAGUAR--I KILL A TURKEY FOR SUPPER--OUR ATTENDANTS REJOIN US--SOUNDS AT
NIGHT--WE BEGIN TO DESCEND--DANGERS OF THE JOURNEY--WE PART FROM OUR
SILLEROS, AND PROCEED ON HORSEBACK--A VISIT TO THE FALLS OF TEQUENDAMA--
THEIR MAGNIFICENCE.

The road was as bad as could be,--often so steep, that it was like
climbing up steps; in some places, indeed, large trees had fallen across
the path. But our peons skipped over the trunks with as much firmness
as if they had been walking on level ground. Now on one side, now on
the other, were tremendous precipices, down which the traveller, by a
slip of the foot, might be hurled, and dashed to pieces. We had cloaks
and blankets, which we required during the night, for as we ascended the
atmosphere became very cold. We also maintained good fires to keep off
the jaguars, which frequently, we were told, attacked the mules. We
heard them roar during the night; while a dismal howling was kept up by
the red monkeys which abound in these deserts. Added to this, our ears
were saluted by the loud screeching of night-birds, which formed a
serenade far from pleasing.

The mountains were clothed with gloomy forests, which ascend almost to
the summit of this branch of the Cordilleras. In a few places, where
there were openings, we enjoyed extensive views, on either side, of
super