The Spaniards arrived outside the port of La Navidad so late that theydid not dare to enter it that night. "The Admiral commanded twoLombards to be fired, to see if the christians replied, who had been leftwith the said Guacanagari, (this was the friendly cacique Guacanagari ofthe first voyage), for they too had Lombards," "They never replied, nor did fires nor signs of houses appear in that place, at which the people weremuch discouraged, and they had the suspicion that was natural in such acase.""Being thus all very sad, when four or five hours of the night hadpassed, there came the same canoe which they had seen the evening before. After the Indians, were brought many curious objects which had comefrom the islands, such as stuffed birds and beasts and living paroquets,which perhaps spoke in the language of their own country, and rare plants,so different from those of Spain. Ornaments of gold were displayed, whichwould give the people some idea of the wealth of the islands. Last of allcame Columbus, elegantly mounted and surrounded by a brilliantcavalcade of young Spaniards. The crowd of wondering people pressedaround them. Balconies and windows were crowded with women lookingon. Even the roofs were crowded with spectators. Long they stood together, peering over the gray unresting water. 色久久综合-天天干-久久婷婷五月综合色啪-色姑娘综合站 "At two hours after midnight land appeared, from which they wereabout two leagues off."This is the one account of the discovery written at the time. It is worthcopying and reading at full in its little details, for it contrasts curiouslywith the embellished accounts which appear in the next generation. Thusthe historian Oviedo says, in a dramatic way: We lived in the second house on the street. The first house, on the corner of Scully and Wheatley, belonged to the Reverend Walter Yeldell, his wife, Kay, and their kids, Carolyn, Lynda, and Walter. Walter was pastor of Second Baptist Church and later president of the Arkansas Baptist Convention. He and Kay were wonderful to us from the first day. I dont know how Brother Yeldell, as we called him, who died in 1987, would have fared in the harshly judgmental environment of the Southern Baptist Convention of the nineties, when wrong-thinking liberals were purged from the seminaries and the church hardened its positions rightward on every social issue but race (it apologized for the sins of the past). Brother Yeldell was a big, broad man who weighed well over 250 pounds. Beneath a shy demeanor, he had a terrific sense of humor and a great laugh. So did his wife. They didnt have a pompous bone between them. He led people to Christ through instruction and example, not condemnation and ridicule. He wouldnt have been a favorite of some of the recent Baptist overlords or todays conservative talk-show hosts, but I sure liked talking to him. Still passing southward, running into such bays or other harbors asthey found, he entered the "Admiral's Bay," in a country which had thename of Cerabaro, or Zerabora. Here an Indian brought a plate of gold andsome other pieces of gold, and Columbus was, encouraged in his hopes offinding more.