that heart and luugs refused to submit
further, and we should have placed our
selves in the hands of oar guides to be
carried back to Tiamaoes. Our physical
endurance was stretched almost to its
limit by the time the head guide shouted:
“Here we are! Smell the sulphur!” The
whiff of sulphurous smoke which greeted
our nostrils, tilling that our ta-k was
nearly completed and rest was at hand,
acted like a powerful stimulant. We
awoke for a final effort, pressed on, and
rested not until we stood breathless upon
the summit of Popocatepetl.
Mice in llis Pocket.
S'. Paul Globe.
