200 JOHN C. FREMONT. 



whole eight horses made their one hundred and 

 twenty miles each that day, (after thirty the evening 

 before,) the elder cinnamon making ninety of his 

 under the saddle that day, "besides thirty under the 

 saddle the evening before ; nor was there the least 

 doubt that he would have done the whole distance 

 in the same time if he had continued under the 

 saddle. 



"After a hospitable detention of another half-day 

 at San Luis Obispo, the party set out for Los Angeles 

 on the same nine horses which they had rode from 

 that place, and made the ride back in about the 

 same time they had made it up, namely, at the 

 rate of one hundred and twenty-five miles a day. 



"On this ride the grass on the road was the food 

 for the horses. At Monterey they had barley ; but 

 these horses meaning those trained and domesticated, 

 as the canalos were eat almost any thing of vege- 

 table food, or even drink, that their master uses, by 

 whom they are petted and caressed and rarely sold. 

 Bread, fruit, sugar, coffee, and even wine, (like the 

 Persian horses,) they take from the hand of their 

 master, and obey with like docility his slightest 

 intimation. A tap of the whip on the saddle springs 

 them into action; the check of a thread-rein (on the 

 Spanish bit) would stop them." 



The following letter will illustrate the difficulty 



