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Breakfast in Coralio was at eleven. Therefore the people did not go to market early. The little wooden market-house stood on a patch of short-trimmed grass, under the vivid green foliage of a bread-fruit tree.
Thither one morning the venders leisurely convened, bringing their wares with them. A porch or platform six feet wide encircled the building, shaded from the mid-morning sun by the projecting, grass-thatched roof. Upon this platform the venders were wont to display their goods-newly-killed beef, fish, crabs, fruit of the country, cassava, eggs, _dulces_ and high, tottering stacks of native tortillas as large around as the sombrero of a Spanish grandee.