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32 rests - at the springs in streams where we paused for a few minutes refreshment. I became overheated by this pedestrian trip - which gave me much annoyance afterward in a prickly - heat rash. We were jogging along very industriously - when we were alarmed by lout out cries. We instantly ran into the bushes - the carriers of Mrs N. evincing great alarm. The cause quickly developed itself. We saw a wild bull - dashing up the path - in the wildest manner. It was held by a native - by a rope fastened to his horns - and on following to drive him along. Suddenly he commenced bellowing - and started forward - the native ahead - running to keep out of his way. His hat fell off but there was no time for delay - the wild bull was on his heels - maddened by the sight of us and our accoutriments. I did not know for a moment but we should be attacked - so wild and fierce was the animal - but in a moment - he was past. Soon after we met a similar animal - but we took the precaution to get entirely out of sight. I could not but be amused however to see how earnestly the native ran. They both did not relish the job they were performing. So that Mr Bull travelled according to his own fancy - now on the full gallop - and now on a walk. Possibly they intended to use these creatures for packing - as I saw some afterwards who had been broken to this business. We were met by one of our party returning after Tommys horse - another one had been taken ill - and had to give up the journey. After walking some distance we found him stretched out under a tree by the roadside. He had been vomiting freely and was completely fatigued out. Some stimulant and encouragement revived him so that by mounting the horse - and being supported by his companions - he reached the city. Tommy however by this decident was quite undone - his horse was gone - and the little fellow could not - foot the remaining distance. We were delivered from our dilemma by hiring a native to carry him. And now Tommy mounted on the shoulders of his bissed stud - advanced with more exultation than before. At the junction of the Cruces road - we came upon the ancient paved way which once lat between that place and Panama. No history of it could I learn - only that it was of very old date. Now it was in ruinous condition. It is built of sould stones - sided with flat ones - and wide enough for a single carriage. But I presume a carriage never passed