José — page 160: what you’re looking at

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JOSE. 153 some deep, yawning abyss, while again perpendic- ular walls of rock towered up before her, suddenly debarring her from further progress. At each new summit she would hasten to recover her course be- tween her two landmarks, but it was a long time before she was able to detect a noticeable progress in her approach to the river. Soon she began to feel her strength fail, nourished as she was with a light breakfast only, and ill prepared to encounter such unexpected difficulties. The air seemed to grow more oppressive, and to resist its influence, it required the strongest efforts of her will. At each new eminence surmounted, she would point out to herself the advantage she was gaining and encourage herself to meet the next obstacle; but she could not disguise the fact that she was gradually exhausting her strength in the unequal contest with nature. -Suddenly she started in joyous surprise, it infusing a reviving spirit into her veins; for, on reaching the next crest, she suddenly looked down into a narrow green valley, in which she detected: a trodden path, readily distinguishable by the con- trast in the shade of the grass. The river was no longer visible, but the path was evidently indicative of the direction of the shore, and would at ail events lead her to some human habitation where she could, in an extreme case of necessity, apply for informa- tion regarding the direction she must take to reach her destination. | “Pony, pony, I think we are over the worst of it,” _ she said, turning to her horse with a reviving look, and speaking to him as though he were human; “an hour’s endurance is all!” She clambered carefully down the hill-side, pat- Eomichbooks (E(0)