As for horses, we must appropriate the first we come across, either by stratagem or force." "Is there a way out of the forest on this side ?" "Yes, there is a good trail made by Indian invalids who come here to drink the waters.

Our difficulty will not be so much in finding our friends as avoiding our enemies.

A few hours' walk will bring us to more open country, but we cannot well start until--" "Good heavens! What is that ?" I exclaimed, as a plaintive cry, which ended in a wail of anguish, such as might be given by a lost soul in torment, rang through the forest.
"It's an _araguato_, a howling monkey," said Carmen, indifferently.
"That's only some old fellow setting the tune; we shall have a regular chorus presently." And so we had.

The first howl was followed by a second, then by a third, and a fourth, and soon all the _araguatoes_ in the neighborhood joined in, and the din became so agonizing that I was fain to put my fingers in my ears and wait for a lull.
"It sounds dismal enough, in all conscience--to us; but I think they mean it for a cry of joy, a sort of morning hymn; at any rate, they don't generally begin until sunrise.

But these are perhaps mistaking the fire for the sun." And no wonder.