Category: Adventure
On a dark, cold day toward the close of January, 1907, the writer stood at a window in New York, observing some score of a mittened army removing the avalanche of snow that cumbered the streets after a half week of continuous storm. He was pondering a long vacation, musing whe...
"But oh! the free and wild magnificence Of Nature in her lavish hours doth steal, In admiration silent and intense, The soul of him who hath a soul to feel.
1. CHAPTER IOn a dark, cold day toward the close of January, 1907, the writer stood at a window in New York, observing some score of a mittened army removing the avalanche of snow that cumb...
7. CHAPTER VIINo sooner had our launch reached the landing place, than we bounded ashore, eager for information about our mules and their drivers. We asked the sable matron who, with her equa...
12. CHAPTER XII"Salud, Salud, majestuoso rio!... Al contemplar tu frente coronada De los hijos mas viejos de la tierra, Lleno solo de ti, siento mi alma Arrastrada en la espuma de tus olas, Qu...
9. CHAPTER IX"Knowest thou the track that o'er the mountain goes, Where the mule threads its way through mist and snows, Where dwell in caves the dragon's ancient brood, Topples the crag, an...
11. CHAPTER XIOur sojourn in Bogotá was much briefer than we could have wished it to be. Its intellectual atmosphere impressed us deeply, and the culture and refinement of its people charmed...
3. CHAPTER III"What a wide river!" was the exclamation of a fellow-passenger as our steamer passed out of the Macareo and turned the apex of the delta. It was, indeed, very wide, and the bank...
6. CHAPTER VI"Aqui la selva secular, ornada De festones de variada enredadera De bellos y vivísimos colores, Y la extensa pradera De fraganciosas flores alfombrada, Forman el templo augusto...
8. CHAPTER VIII"To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fall, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal feet hath ne'er, or rarely be...
2. CHAPTER II"The battle's rage Was like the strife which currents wage, Where Orinoco, in his pride, Rolls to the main no tribute tide, But 'gainst broad ocean urges far A rival sea of roar...
10. CHAPTER XIn the beginning of August, 1538, Gonzalo Jimenez de Quesada, the conqueror of Cundinmarca, and his followers, after one of the most remarkable campaigns ever conducted in the N...
5. CHAPTER V"Yendo de la manera que refiero Habiendo muchos dias navegado, Dieron en la gran boca del estero De Meta sumamente deseado: Alegrose cualquiera compañero, Pensando ser concluso...
4. CHAPTER IVAt last we were ready to start on our long journey up the Orinoco and the Meta, and then across the llanos of Eastern Colombia, and the Cordilleras to far-off Bogotá. For severa...
13. CHAPTER XIII"O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts are boundless and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire and behold our home...