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above all others with its snow capped peak, is in fine view here, & we traveled several hours without losing sight of it. The last half of the trip becomes monotonous, on account the the miles & miles of cactus & century plants through which we pass with nothing else except an occasional village, old & tumbled down with its inevitable Church & ruined walls. This is the "Land of pulque" Crossout (a drink made from the tapping or pressing the juice from the heart of the Century plant, & allowing it to ferment.} Men women & children press round you at every stopping place to get you to buy this milky looking stuff, the Spanish & Mexican people in the