The poor man must have thought the voice came from the shore: such a Babel of cries issued at once from the ship--every one hallooing out, "Let go the anchor! veer cable! shorten sail!" It was the most laughable thing I ever heard.

If the ship's crew had been all captains, and no men, there could not have been a greater uproar of orders.

We afterwards found that the mate stuttered: I suppose all hands were assisting him in giving his orders.
On the 11th we anchored at Valparaiso, and two days afterwards I set out to cross the Cordillera.

I proceeded to Santiago, where Mr.
Caldcleugh most kindly assisted me in every possible way in making the little preparations which were necessary.

In this part of Chile there are two passes across the Andes to Mendoza: the one most commonly used, namely, that of Aconcagua or Uspallata--is situated some way to the north; the other, called the Portillo, is to the south, and nearer, but more lofty and dangerous.
MARCH 18, 1835.
(PLATE 73.