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Title: Panama pictures : nature and life in the land of the great canal
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Delevante, Michael
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Publisher: New York (N.Y.) : Alden Brothers
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al to that of any of the larger Stationsalong the line of the Rail Road. 38 PANAMA PICTURLS, From a personal and social point of view,however, I have, ever since I paid my firstvisit to Bohio, looked upon the place as myfavorite picnic-ground, associated withpleasant memories of the hospitality of DonPorflrio Melendez, the present popular Gov-ernor of Colon, whose residence is situatedthere. I shall never forget the first day I spent inthis house by special invitation. It was ona Sunday, and the place was crowded withvisitors. As I walked in, accompanied bythose who had come in on the same trainwith me, the Governor stepped up to me,took my hand in his, and, shaking it heart-ily, said in a tone of voice which rang outwith a welcome for all: ^^Ola! mi amigo—You are just in time!Marcos is very sick—come inside, and seehim before he dies!- But while he told methis with a smile upon his countenance,which I could not very well reconcile Vv^iththe deep meaning of his speech, I noticed a
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Christ Church, Colon. MATURE AND LIFE, 39 puzzled, solemn look upon the faces of thosewho had just come in with me. I, too, wasdisturbed; for I saw before me the end of apicnic, not yet begun, and the picture of afuneral, for which none of us had bargainedat all. Despite of our embarrassment, how-ever, Don Porfirio still smiled on, as he ledthe way towards the back of the house, beck-oning to us to follow him. Come this way, he said, ^^Gaballeros, Iwant to show you poor Marcos; and we allfollowed him, mechanically, until, to ourgreat surprise, Ave found ourselves in thedining-room, where there was a large table,spread with an immaculate white cloth,upon which there stood a formidable look-ing Punch-bowd, with enough of the Rosyswirling in it as to drown the entire gather-ing. Our genial host stood at the head ofthe table, looking down triumphantly on thebowl; finally, he pointed to it, and, with thesame persistent smile upon his countenance,said to the guests present: Gahalleros!—th

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