We had telegraphed ahead for rooms but nothing was in order and we were lodged much worse than we had been several times in the interior where there was occasionally a clean floor.

This morning we wrote direct to the President, asking for an interview or audience and did not ask our Consul to help us because Jeffs.

had asked him in our presence to come meet us and he said he would after he had done talking to some other men, but he never came.

Before we heard from Bonilla however, we learned that the Vice-president who has the same name was to be sworn in so we went to the palace along with the populace in their bare feet.
We sat out of sight but the English Consul who was the finest looking person in the chamber--all over gold lace--saw us and asked that we be given places in front, which the minister of something asked us to take but we objected on account of our clothes.

Somers had on a flannel suit that looked exactly like pajamas and lawn tennis shoes.