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finally broken. The monument is a slender shaft with the names of the martyrs carved on the four sides. Not far from the park is the church of the common people, the Voto Nacional, built in the 19th century. In it are shrines for the various Colombian cities. Many campesinos were there, kneeling and praying to Santa Zita. Prayers to that saint are prayers "that mistresses may have good servants and servants may find good mistresses."
   After trying to visit the studio of Señor Zamorra and finding the artist out, we went to the silver shops in Calle 12 and bought some gifts to take back to Washington. Tried again at Zamorra's after lunch and this time found him in. He works almost entirely in oil and we saw many finished canvases which were stacked around the small room in piles. His pictures are mostly landscapes and some were very pleasing but the one that we might have taken was 100 pesos. So we went back to 17-86 to try to locate Wiesner's studio by phone, but without success. We walked down the Pasaje Santa Fe and noticed some small oils by Valencia Chaves that we liked. We inquired inside the shop and got his address as Calle 19, N[[underlined]] o [[/underlined]] 5-52. We found the door and it was marked "se arrienda" but long knocking finally brought a small child and then a woman who opened the door of the studio at the left of the street door and let us look at the paintings. We liked several of them and decided to come again when the artist would be there.
   That night at about 10 don Luis called to say that we would not be able to go to Guasca next day.

Mar. 8. Early in the morning a boy called at the door with a note from Dr Ancisar, expressing regrets that he had missed our call of yesterday. Being a nice day, we walked out to the Parque Independencia and listened to the Banda Nacional play Beethoven's Fifth. On the way back to Casa Gómez we met first doña Silvia and then don Luis, who was coming to say that after all we would go to Guasca that afternoon.
   The car called for us at 2. Counting the chauffeur, Alejandro Moreno, there were seven of us - don Luis, doña Isabel, Isabelita, Alicia and the two Chapins. Out Carrera 7[[superscript]] a [[/superscript]] beyond Usaquén to where the Guasca road turns off to the right, up and over the first range into the valley beyond, then north and across the valley to more hills, across them into a second valley and we could see Guasca far ahead. There were very few houses along the road, only a few small groups of cows or burros or campesinos.
   It was market day and the market was just breaking up,
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