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he was the handsome man of the original party of 

 ninety-eight, just twenty-two, and the Captain of 

 his tent, "The Hailstorm Mess," so called by Lieut. 

 Browning, from its go-ahead principles. 



The ball had passed through his ancle, and 

 both Drs. Perry and Trask said he could not go 

 on for some weeks. So it was decided to leave his 

 cousin, Molinear, with him, a more practical 

 physician than most of his age, and as much money 

 as we could spare, that they could follow us or 

 return home, as seemed most judicious. 



Frank Carrol, as good a man as I ever wish 

 on such an expedition, found accommodations for 

 Graham, and remained with him at Saltillo. How 

 we parted from them only those can know who 

 have been compelled to leave friends in a strange 

 land. 



For several days our road continued over long 

 hills, and parched valleys, and on the last day of 

 this travel we had a most extraordinary view. We 

 had climbed a hill, not more than three hundred 

 feet high, but very steep, and reached a broad plain 

 five or six miles wide, but much longer. On every 

 side was a chain of sterile volcanic mountains; it 

 was, for one view, most wonderful ; it looked as if 

 an immense lake, that threatened to cover the 

 mountains, had suddenly been changed to earth. 

 Crossing this plain and rounding one of the 

 desolate peaks, we came to the hacienda of Don 



