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Title: Six Days on the Hurricane Deck of a Mule
An account of a journey made on mule back in Honduras,
C.A. in August, 1891
Author: Almira Stillwell Cole
Release Date: November 2, 2008 [EBook #27136]
Language: English
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Six Days on the Hurricane Deck of a Mule
An Account of a Journey made on Mule-back in Honduras, C.A.
in August, 1891
BY
Almira Stillwell Cole
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1893
The Knickerbocker Press
New York
This book was published after the death of the writer, for distribution
among her relatives and friends
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SIX DAYS ON THE HURRICANE DECK OF A MULE.
Last spring I almost learned to ride a bicycle.
Those who have had a similar struggle will correctly estimate the exact
value of that word _almost_. I was laboring under peculiar difficulties,
for I was a whilom inmate of one of those sacred institutions--a young
ladies' boarding-school,--where any infringement upon the Spartan law of
dignity would have been looked upon as less pardonable than a
simultaneous indulgence in the seven deadly sins.
My agony of mind and body under those circumstances can be better
imagined than described. Methought life held no more painful experience,
but how impossible it is to gauge endurance and classify suffering I
have since learned.
When, later on, I announced to my friends and relatives my intention of
taking up a residence in the interior of _Honduras_ for the ensuing five
years, I was fairly overwhelmed by the storm of exclamations,
reproaches, dire predictions, and tearful expostulations, none of which
shook my resolution.
I assured them that the trip was simple enough,--by steamer from _New
York_ to _Colon_, thence by rail to _Panama_, where a steamer was taken
to _Amapa
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