Excerpt: ...the serpents have no poison, and although the spiders and the scorpions grow large and forbidding, their sting is ineffective. But here in the Cubitas range all was different. The land was stern and forbidding: canons deep and damp raised dripping walls to the sky; bridle-paths skirted ledges that were bold and fearsome, or lost themselves in gloomy jungles as noisome as Spanish dungeons. Hidden away in these fastnesses, the rebel Government had established its capital. Here, safe from surprise, the soldiers of ...
Read More
Excerpt: ...the serpents have no poison, and although the spiders and the scorpions grow large and forbidding, their sting is ineffective. But here in the Cubitas range all was different. The land was stern and forbidding: canons deep and damp raised dripping walls to the sky; bridle-paths skirted ledges that were bold and fearsome, or lost themselves in gloomy jungles as noisome as Spanish dungeons. Hidden away in these fastnesses, the rebel Government had established its capital. Here, safe from surprise, the soldiers of Gomez and Maceo and Garcia rested between attacks, nursing their wounded and recruiting their strength for further sallies. It was a strange seat of government-no nation ever had a stranger-for the state buildings were huts of bark and leaves, the army was uniformed in rags. Cook-fires smoldered in the open glades; cavalry horses grazed in the grassy streets, and wood- smoke drifted over them. The second evening brought O'Reilly and Miss Evans safely through, and at news of the expedition's success a pack-train was made ready to go to its assistance. Norine's letter from the New York Junta was read, and the young woman was warmly welcomed. One of the better huts was vacated for her use, and the officers of the provisional Government called to pay their respects. XVII THE CITY OF BEGGARS There were other Americans in Cubitas, as O'Reilly soon discovered. During his first inspection of the village he heard himself hailed in his own language, and a young man in dirty white trousers and jacket strode toward him. "Welcome to our city!" the stranger cried. "I'm Judson, Captain of Artillery, Departmento del Oriente; and you're the fellow who came with that quinine lady, aren't you?" O'Reilly acknowledged his identity, and Judson grinned: "The whole camp is talking about her and those mangoes. Jove! It's a wonder she didn't die of fright. Something tells me you're Irish. Anyhow, you look as if you'd enjoy a scrap. Know anything about artillery?..".
Read Less
Choose your shipping method in Checkout. Costs may vary based on destination.
Seller's Description:
Good. No Jacket. 8vo-over 7¾"-9¾" tall. Red cloth boards are rubbed on edges and chipped at tips. Inside hinges are weak. Pages are faintly tanning, markings in text.
Choose your shipping method in Checkout. Costs may vary based on destination.
Seller's Description:
Fair. No Jacket. 8vo-over 7¾"-9¾" tall. Cover is bumped, scuffed, worn, chipped, shaky & with edgewear & weak hinges. Pgs. are browning with bent corners & cracked gutter.
Choose your shipping method in Checkout. Costs may vary based on destination.
Seller's Description:
Mulford, Stockton (frontispiece) Fair. No Jacket. Book. 12mo-over 6¾-7¾" tall. The tanned pages have scattered soil spots and I saw one page with a moderate sized closed edge tear. The back hinge is beginning to crack. There is a brief gift notation on the front end paper dated Xmas 1921. The cover has some corner tip wear and a long cloth bubble on the front. The spine is faded. 376 pages.
