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[[in pencil]] Nov 19, 1929 [[/pencil]]

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on the campo. I shouted for joy and old Antonio grinned and said something about "muito courageus" for senhoras to make that ascent. He said no women had ever done it before and very few men. [The way to the Pico de Bandeira is from Caparaó in Minas, the way Miss Rolfs and I should have gone if we [[strikethrough]] hand [[/strikethrough]] [[vertical line in margin]] hadn't got lost, but Dr. Campos Porto said the Esp. Santo side was unspoiled, while the Minas side was devastado [[/margin]] - and I knew it was burned and down forest.] We had a league still to go [[vertical line in margin]] [a legua is [[underlined]] any [[/underlined]] distance in Brasil] to reach the caseta, [[/margin]] where we were to find shelter. [[vertical line in margin]] It was still climbing up the rocky campo, but grasses all about rejoiced my heart though my legs were wobbling [[/margin]] horribly. After about 2 km. of slow going, the men away ahead, Mrs. M. said she was too sick to go on, she had nausea, and would have to stop. It