Hunting In Many Lands 



contemptible, we managed to pull the stock 

 through. 



Besides our four hired mules there was an- 

 other, belonging to our man, Oscar, which we 

 towed behind to pack later. The animal was 

 small In size, but pulled back from 200 pounds 

 to a ton at every step. Its sex was female, but 

 its name was Lazarus, for the overwhelming 

 necessity of naming animals of the ass tribe 

 either Lazarus or Balaam tramples on all dis- 

 tinctions of mere sex. We started, prepared 

 fpr a possible, though improbable, season of 

 rain ; but we did not count on extreme cold, 

 yet the first night out the water in our bucket 

 froze, and almost every night It froze from a 

 mere skin to several Inches thick. To give an 

 idea of the country, I will transcribe from a 

 brief diary a few descriptions. Starting from 

 Tia J nana, we drove or packed for nearly 200 

 miles In a southeasterly direction, until we 

 finally sighted the Gulf and the mountains of 

 Sonora in the distance. At first our road lay 

 through low mountains, in valleys abounding 

 in cholla cactus. From Tecate southward, 

 the country was rolling and clotted with 

 brushwood, until you reach Juarez. Juarez 

 is an abandoned, or almost abandoned, placer 



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