The corpse was clad in the daily garments of the woman, and the body sagged down through gaps in the stretcher; a motley crowd of mourners, chiefly women, some with babies in their arms, followed.

One man, walking with the band in front, carried a book in his hand and seemed to read the service, as they slowly passed along.

When the procession had come near us and was about to pass, the _padre_ stopped it; expressing his dissatisfaction at the failure to arrange for the photograph which he had ordered, he told the bearers to take the corpse out behind the house and leave it there.

They did so, returned, and were arranged in a group with the _padre_ in their midst, and photographed, after which the body was picked up again, the procession was reformed, and proceeded as if nothing had happened.
The following morning at six o'clock we were again upon the road.

We first descended into the valley, passing the miserable hut from whence the dead woman had been borne.