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National Geographic : 1960 Feb
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so many, if I may ask?" I explained that I was a writer-photographer for an American magazine, preparing an illustrated article on his country. That started it. Questions flooded. What did I think of Chile? How did I like the wines? And then, inevitably, what did I think of Chilean women? I said I thought they were beautiful, which was polite-but also true. It was cold, and the double doors of the tiny, unheated station stood open to the night. This far below the Equator in May, the cli mate is like November in Washington. I shivered. The agent noticed it, turned and called to someone. A moment later his wife appeared with small glasses of wine on a tray. After ODACHROMESBY K. CAMILLE DEN DOOVEN, JR. 0 NATIONAL GEOGRAPHICSOCIETY offering them all around, the agent lifted his glass. "Here's to the United States," he toasted. Somehow he managed to bow in my direction through his tiny window. "Here's to Chile!" I replied. Just then the local lumbered in. The young sters swarmed at my baggage and took off down the platform, calling excitedly for me to hurry. With a hasty goodbye to all, I started for the door. "Vaya con Dios-Go with God-sefior," the agent waved. "A good trip to you. And whether you come from your famous magazine or not, come back to Chile. You will always be welcome!" See what I mean? 235
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