journey

GIBRALTAR TO MALAGA.
the year; whereas that on the other
íide of the Alps íheds the leaf in
autumn.
The Puerto de Hojen is ib narrow
that but one beaft can pafs at a time;
it is cut through a fteep preeipice,
over which the cork trees hang, and
form a horrid gloom: this pafs has
for ages been infamous for bands of
robbers, but of late no accident of the
kind has been remembered; thence
you begin to defcend, and, leaving the
Sierra, you find yourfelf on the
hills of Munda, directing your courfe
to the Eaft; thefe are entirely barren.
M U N D A .
Ambroíio Morales, Father Flores,
and every antiquary, both native and
a foreign,