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"
Precisely
,
my
young
friend
,
and
this
desert
extends
far
beyond
the
mountains
which
shut
off
the
horizon
.
"
"
The
desert
of
Atacama
?
"
repeated
Dick
Sand
.
"
Yes
,
"
replied
Harris
.
"
This
desert
is
like
a
country
by
itself
,
in
this
vast
South
America
,
from
which
it
differs
in
many
respects
.
It
is
,
at
the
same
time
,
the
most
curious
and
the
least
known
portion
of
this
continent
.
"
"
And
you
travel
alone
?
"
asked
Mrs.
Weldon
.
"
Oh
,
it
is
not
the
first
time
that
I
have
taken
this
journey
!
"
replied
the
American
.
"
There
is
,
two
hundred
miles
from
here
,
an
important
farm
,
the
Farm
of
San
Felice
,
which
belongs
to
one
of
my
brothers
,
and
it
is
to
his
house
that
I
am
going
for
my
trade
.
If
you
wish
to
follow
me
you
will
be
well
received
,
and
the
means
of
transport
to
gain
the
town
of
Atacama
will
not
fail
you
.
My
brother
will
be
happy
to
furnish
,
them
.
"
These
offers
,
made
freely
,
could
only
prepossess
in
favor
of
the
American
,
who
immediately
continued
,
addressing
Mrs.
Weldon
:
"
These
blacks
are
your
slaves
?
"
And
he
pointed
to
Tom
and
his
companions
.
"
We
have
no
longer
any
slaves
in
the
United
States
,
"
replied
Mrs.
Weldon
,
quickly
.
"
The
North
abolished
slavery
long
ago
,
and
the
South
has
been
obliged
to
follow
the
example
of
the
North
!
"
