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TO THE CINCHONA FORESTS 263<br />

divided into two factions, whereof one held Quito and the whole<br />

of the Sierra, and the other Guayaquil and the low country. Both<br />

maintained as large an army as they could raise in support of<br />

their cause, and pressed into their ranks all the suitable men they<br />

could lay hold on. Only those of exempt<br />

pure Indian extraction were<br />

from forced military service ; but, when the troops were<br />

marching about, they continually seized on Indians to carry their<br />

baggage and to drive laden beasts. . . .<br />

My preparations for entering the forest being completed, I was<br />

awaiting the coming of the dry season, when a severe attack of<br />

rheumatism so far disabled me, that I determined to delegate my<br />

commission to Dr. James Taylor of Riobamba. Animated, how-<br />

ever, by his assurance that in the warm forest I might expect to<br />

recover the use of my limbs, I finally resolved to proceed thither<br />

in his . . .<br />

company.<br />

We started from Ambato for the forest on the nth of June.<br />

Our road was the same as I had travelled the preceding year, until<br />

reaching the paramo of Sanancajas beyond the village of Mocha,<br />

where it turns to the right towards the southern shoulder of Chimborazo.<br />

In consequence of my having needed two long rests on<br />

the way, night came on and found us still on the paramo. Thin<br />

clouds had enveloped Chimborazo most of the day, but towards<br />

evening they gradually cleared away, and after sunset the majestic<br />

dome was entirely uncovered, though a slender meniscus of cloud,<br />

assuming exactly the form of the cope of the mountain, and still<br />

illumined by the rays of the sun (which had set for us), hung for<br />

some time like a "glory " over the monarch of the Andes. When<br />

this at length melted away, the light reflected from the snow by a<br />

clear star-lit sky enabled our beasts to pick their way. It was<br />

8 o'clock when we reached the tambo of Chuquipogyo, a solitary<br />

house at between 12,000 and 13,000 feet of altitude. <strong>The</strong> rude<br />

accommodation and the inhospitable climate offered no inducement<br />

to a prolonged stay at Chuquipogyo, but as I was so much<br />

exhausted as neither to be able to sleep nor on the following<br />

morning to mount my horse, there was no alternative but to remain<br />

there all the day and night of the i2th. At 7 A.M. of the 131)1 we<br />

resumed our march. <strong>The</strong> day was fortunately fine, and we had<br />

only now and then a few drops of small rain and sleet, instead ol<br />

the snowstorms with which the traveller has too frequently to<br />

contend in the pass of Chimborazo. <strong>The</strong> vegetation consisted<br />

chiefly of hassocks of a Stipa and a Festuca, so that the -cncral<br />

aspect was that of a grey barren waste ; but at short intervals \\e<br />

crossed deep gullies whose sides were lined with mosses, and<br />

sprinkled with calceolarias, lupines, and other pretty plants. Towards<br />

noon we came out on the A renal (the moraine of the<br />

glacier), near the limit of all vegetation. In a hollou a little<br />

below it was a marsh with a rivulet one of the sources ol the

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