The road, following the curvature of the suspending ropes, is made of bundles of sticks placed close together.

It was full of holes, and oscillated rather fearfully, even with the weight of a man leading his horse.

In the evening we reached a comfortable farm-house, where there were several very pretty senoritas.

They were much horrified at my having entered one of their churches out of mere curiosity.

They asked me, "Why do you not become a Christian--for our religion is certain ?" I assured them I was a sort of Christian; but they would not hear of it--appealing to my own words, "Do not your padres, your very bishops, marry ?" The absurdity of a bishop having a wife particularly struck them: they scarcely knew whether to be most amused or horror-struck at such an enormity.
SEPTEMBER 6, 1834.
We proceeded due south, and slept at Rancagua.