“I, José da Silvestra, who am now dying of hunger in the little cave where no snow is on the north side of the nipple of the southernmost of the two mountains I have named Sheba’s Breasts, write this in the year 1590 with a cleft bone upon a remnant of my raiment, my blood being the ink…” So reads the beginning of a document that sparks a search for ancient treasure in the 1885 novel King Solomon’s Mines by H. Rider Haggard. But José da Silvestra wasn’t the only one taking a trip down mammary lane to find an appropriate name for some geographical prominence. In fact, this thing is common the world over. There’s even a whole Wikipedia …
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