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the matter-of-fact calm and fearlessness of the 

 priests for most of the time; but why the rattlers 

 were not all maddened by the treatment they 

 received at the washing in the kiva, and again 

 when thrown on the dance rock, I cannot under- 

 stand. 



That night we motored across the desert 

 with Mr. Hubbell to his house and store at 

 Ganado, sixty miles away, and from Ganado 

 we motored to Gallup, and our holiday was at 

 an end. Mr. Hubbell is an Indian trader. His 

 Ganado house, right out in the bare desert, is 

 very comfortable and very attractive, and he 

 treats all comers with an open-handed hos- 

 pitality inherited from pioneer days. He has 

 great influence among the Navajos, and his 

 services to them have been of much value. 

 Every ounce of his influence has been success- 

 fully exerted to put a stop to gambling and 

 drinking; his business has been so managed 

 as to be an important factor in the material 

 and moral betterment of the Indians with whom 

 he has dealt. And he has been the able cham- 

 pion of their rights wherever these rights have 

 been menaced from any outside source. 



Arizona and New Mexico hold a wealth of 

 attraction for the archaeologist, the anthro- 

 pologist, and the lover of what is strange and 



