THE PIMO INDIANS. yee 
junk bottle he saw about my tent or wagon, was sus- 
pected to contain the forbidden liquor; and nothing 
would satisfy him until he examined them himself. 
After finding in one lemon syrup, in another vinegar, 
and ina third a mixture for diarrhoea, which communi- 
cated an unpleasant pucker to his mouth, the fellow gave 
up all hopes of obtaining the object of hissearch. Much 
harm has been done by Americans in giving this poor 
and simple-hearted people intoxicating drinks; and it 
is a matter of satisfaction to me to state, that in my 
long intercourse with the Indians here, as well as at the 
Copper Mines with the Apaches, none ever got a drop 
of liquor from me, or from my camp to my knowledge. 
In the evening, while a crowd of Indians were lying 
or squatting around my tent, I had a long talk with a 
Maricopa, whose name I forget (but who spoke Span- 
ish well), on the manners and customs of his people. 
This man was terribly crippled, having a year before 
been engaged in a fight with the Yumas, in which his 
party was defeated. He was lanced in many places, 
beaten with clubs, his hair cut off, and left for dead. 
After the combatants had left, he revived, and by 
some means succeeded in getting home. He was still 
unable to walk, except with a long staff, but had to be 
lifted on his horse, and rode about with some diffi- 
culty. He was quite an intelligent man, and, while we 
remained, was constantly in ourcamp. 
He said the Coco-Maricopas came here not many 
years before, to escape from the Yumas, with whom 
they were constantly at war, and by whom they had 
been greatly reduced in numbers. Their former range 
was along the valley of the Gila, on the opposite side 
