MESSING AROUND IN MEXICO 



were forced to subsist upon canned goods 

 for want of fresh vegetables. Salisbury was 

 positive, however he knew them. He told 

 about an expedition of newspaper men that 

 had landed here years before and had disap- 

 peared, leaving nothing but well-picked femurs 

 and tibias to indicate the manner of their 

 taking-off. The pilot recounted the tale of 

 some storm-bound fishermen who had met a 

 similar fate but a short time before this. 

 Crisp and I, therefore, did not despair. 



But there were no Sens where we first went 

 ashore. Doubtless the scarcity of visitors 

 had forced them to move about in search of 

 other fresh meat. 



Before leaving home we had promised our 

 wives that we would call upon these wild 

 people, and, in order that we might prove that 

 we had carried out our intention and had not 

 spent our outing lolling in white flannels be- 

 neath the palms of some senorita-infested wa- 

 tering place, we made up Eddie and posed him 

 beside the bleached carcass of a whale. It 

 was a good idea, and a good background, and 

 Eddie would have made a fairly convincing 

 aborigine had he not insisted upon wearing 

 his red-flannel undergarments. The resulting 



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