No Limits but the Sky
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By HARVARD UNIVERSITY PRESS
SELDOM in our distressful world one comes on a record of pure happiness. It is a delight then to read the buoyant journal of Mrs. Kidder, who for an eventful season kept house for her archaeological husband in the high places of Peru. Not many hundred miles from Lake Titicaca, a step as Andean distances go, the young couple lived in their “Harvard Flat” under primitive conditions. Pucara was a virgin site, a paradise for archaeologists of the American school, and when the dig was under way it yielded almost daily tribute of uncovered walls of a pre-Inca city. shards of domestic vessels, and many evidences of an undated past. Each day was marked by a small adventure, and the habits and customs of the natives gave the young enthusiasts that endless pleasure which sympathetic understanding of alien people always brings.
Mrs, Kidder’s friendly ways and fluent Spanish opened the hearts of the natives and made the supervision of the jealous Peruvian authorities something less than the ordeal it promised to be. The journal runs gayly and unaffectedly from one happy incident to another. There are anxieties and dangers, but the torrent of native tears which almost drowned the departing Kidders in a sea of sorrow testified to the happiness of the experience. “ Feliz viaje, Señora!” the workers cried. It was indeed a happy journey. E. S.