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Title: Across the Andes
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: Post, Charles Johnson, 1873-
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Publisher: New York, Outing publishing company
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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addle almost solid with bullion;the sodden side streets where the buzzard^ and thescavenger pig are mans best friend; the cathe-dral where lies the dessicated body of Pizarroin a marble casket like an aquarium, the one openside covered with glass through which may beseen the remains of that treacherous old buc-caneer, with his head re-fastened by a silver wireto guard against a repetition of the theft; thecathedral itself with its murky interior smokedby the votive candles of millions of conscriptconverts; its queer carvings where the ecclesias-tical memories of architecture have been freelyrendered by the Indian stone- cutters; the clubs,the cafes—and the ambrosial coffee—chapelswith the bullion covered walls, the wretchedtobacco at high tariff—extorted prices—all theseand then the Hotel Maury. Peace be to Savarin, to Delmonico, and toChamberlain. They did well in their way. Butthey never served a squid, or cuttlefish, floatinglike a small hot-water bottle, tender and delici-
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Lima a Delightful City of Contrasts A TROPICAL QUARANTINE 59 ous in an inky sauce of their own founding; nora starfish sprawled in a five-pointed dream ofsavory, lobster-like succulence; nor senoritas—a delicate species of scallop—each with itstiny scarlet tongue draped across the pearl-whitebivalve bosom and that, steamed or not, meltedin one supreme ecstatic flavor; nor five inchlangostin fresh from the cold waters of the An-dean hills, nor compounded or invented a straw-berry gin cocktail of surpassing allurement—cooled by a piece of ice kept in a flannel-lineddrawer and returned thereto after stirring.None of these things had they and so by justthat much they fell short. In the Hotel Maury there was a written billof fare for those who could merely read. Butfor the expert, the fastidious—or the adventur-ous—there was a redoubt in the main roomwhose flanking bastions and crest were a solid ar-ray of great joints and little joints, steaks, chops,unnamed fish in platoons and

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