Narrative of a Journey Round the World: Comprising a Winter-passage Across the Andes to Chili; with a Visit to the Gold Regions of California and Australia, the South Sea Islands, Java, & C, Volume 2

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Harper & Brothers, 1853 - Australia - 624 pages
 

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Page 91 - I at the moment think of anything but my mule, as he moved slowly, step by step, round the yawning abyss, with scarcely three inches to spare on either side. As we proceeded, the path got still narrower, the abyss seemed deeper ; and looking down once, between the mule's side and my stirrups, I saw below in the deep hollow a perfect heap of skeletons — mules that must have tumbled down since the last flood — or their bones would have been washed away. In my horror I forgot the warning of the...
Page 211 - The squaw and the children soon after took the basket between them ; and it was a treat to see the way the large and little fingers went into it and out again. While I was standing there a couple of pretty young girls came from the woods, with flat baskets full of flower-seed emitting a peculiar fragrance, which they also prepared for eating. They put some live coals among the seed, and swinging it and throwing it together, to shake the coals and the seed well, and bring them in continual and close...
Page 129 - I left the house as in a dream, but afterward heard the explanation of this ceremony. If a little child, I believe up to four years of age, dies in Chili, it is thought to go straight to heaven and become a little angel ; the mother being prouder of that — before the eyes of the world, at least — than if she had reared her child to happy man or womanhood. The little corpse is exhibited then, as I had seen it ; and they often continue dancing and singing around it till it displays signs of putrefaction....
Page 432 - proverbial' in his day is indicated by the comment of the observer Gerstaecker that the traveller on foot had a ready welcome in any bush kitchen, 'where he is styled, in the most kind and friendly manner, "mate...
Page 128 - I drew near at first, I thought it a real child, while a young woman below it, pale, and with tears in her eyes, might very well have been the mother. But that was most certainly a mistake ; for at this moment one of the men stepped up to her, invited her to the dance, and a few minutes afterward she was one of the merriest in the crowd.
Page 481 - In remote tune an old woman, named Wurruri, lived towards the east, and generally walked with a large stick in her hand, to scatter the fires round which others were sleeping. Wurruri at length died. Greatly delighted at this circumstance, they sent messengers in all directions to give notice of her death; men, women, and children came, not to lament, but to show their joy. The Raminjerar were the first who fell upon the corpse and began eating the flesh, and immediately began to speak intelligibly....
Page 90 - ... mules and riders were often thrown over. I was therefore careful not to irritate my mule at a place where it certainly knew better how to go than I did — accidents having happened from travellers pulling their bridles at the wrong time. My guide went on very coolly along a trail where mules had to keep the very edge of the precipice. Mules frequently carry a load over this track, when they are very careful not to knock against the overhanging rock, as the least push would send them over the...
Page 128 - Aqua-ardiente and dulces were handed round ; while all, men and women, the dancers excepted, smoked their cigarillos. But the most remarkable thing in the room seemed to me a large kind of scaffold, which occupied the other corner opposite the bed, consisting of a light frame-work, ornamented all over with artificial flowers, little pictures of saints, and a quantity of small lighted wax-candles. On the top of it, a most extraordinarily well-made wax-figure of a little child was seated on a low wooden...
Page 129 - ... merrily ; the whole festivity taking place, in fact, only on account of that little angel. I shook my head doubtfully ; and my neighbour, to convince me, took my arm and led me to the frame, where I had to step upon the chair and nearest table, and touch the cheek and hand of the child. It was a corpse ! And the mother, seeing I had doubted it, but was now convinced, came up to me, and smilingly told me it had been her child, and was now a little angel in heaven. The guitars and cacaes commenced...
Page 90 - ... streak, as if drawn with a piece of chalk, and I could not believe that this was our path. The rock round which it went did not show the least cut or notch where even a goat could have planted its feet, let alone our clumsy mules. The little crumbling pieces of stone which our mules' hoofs kicked over the precipice made me sensible of the danger, falling straight down to a depth that my blood froze to think of. But this was no place to stop at ; and I observed closely the cautious manner in which...

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