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Title: Pacific shores from Panama
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Peixotto, Ernest Clifford, 1869-1940
Subjects: Pacific Coast (South America) -- Description and travel Latin America -- Description and travel Peru -- Description and travel
Publisher: New York : C. Scribner's sons
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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t. Our en-gine, having caught its breath and greased its joints,started again to puff and snort and haul us fromswitchback to switchback. In the next ten miles weattained the ten-thousand-foot level, and as I lookedon the one hand at the dullish purple cliffs with theirvaried stratifications and at the deep-red ones op-posite, I thought of the Colorado Midlands and ofthe splendours of Marshall Pass, and of the time,years ago, when the crossing of that divide, at thesame altitude that we now were, constituted an ac-complishment of considerable moment. From our observation platform at the rear of thetrain we looked down into giddy abysses where theRimac now raced in a succession of cascades, whileabove us towered great crags covered with tunasand cacti. Every now and then a snow-peak wouldappear, touching the heavens. The sun had burstforth, dispelling the morning vapours. We penetratedinto a region of glistening granite and porphyry.The Rimac boiled through a chasm and disappeared (82)
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The Narrow River Valley Like a Relief Map THE OROYA RAILWAY into a cave. Between two tunnels we breathlesslycrossed the Infiernillo Bridge—well named in thischaos of Hades. The air became decidedly cooler, not to say cold,after the soft warmth of the coast, and the mountainpeople that we saw, wrapped in shawls and woollens,showed this change. At the next station w^e spiedthe first llamas, those strange Peruvian beasts ofburden, with liquid, scornful eyes and ears tippedwith red worsteds, silently munching by the track.In an instant they were gone as we sped along up-ward. What walls to climb, what cliffs! Switchbackand loop, tunnel and bridge, higher and ever higherwe go! In the next two miles we climbed five hun-dred feet; after that three thousand more in but fif-teen miles. We had now ascended to a bleak and stony wilder-ness. The mighty Rimac had dwindled to a tinystream, a thread of water but a few feet wide, boil-ing over the rocks. Vegetation there was none. Soft,fleecy cloud

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