In all the yards we noticed peach-trees loaded with their pink blossoms.

From the deep and narrow valley, we began to climb steadily upward.

We passed along the side of a gorge, the bed of which had all the appearance of a giant stairway.

Higher and higher we mounted, leaving San Juan Diusi on our right.

Great masses of gray clouds hung upon the summits of the highest mountain, their lower line coming very nearly to our level.