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Photo by Professor D. W. Johnson 



was just discernible. Toward the lat- 

 ter point we urged the tired and faith- 

 ful ponies, making but slow progress. 



Sunset gave place to twilight, and 

 that in turn to darkness. Still we 

 plodded along., until nearly eleven 

 o'clock, when the ponies stopped short 

 and refused to go another step. Turn- 

 ing them loose to find what comfort 

 they could in the dry grass about us, 

 we partook of some bread and con- 

 densed milk, and rolled into our 

 blankets. By four o'clock in the morn- 

 ing the ponies were again in the har- 

 ness, and we were slowly lessening the 

 distance between us and the Indian 

 pueblo. 



Many are the pilgrimages made to 



the quaint Isleta, but it may well be 

 doubted if ever the doors of the pueblo 

 opened to receive a more thankful trio 

 than entered there that beautiful sum- 

 mer morning. Water running in an 

 escequia gave the ponies a chance to 

 drink, while the hospitable agent gave 

 us right of way at his well. A beef 

 had been recently killed in the village, 

 and we secured a supply of fresh meat 

 for the breakfast we prepared under 

 the shade of a cottonwood beside the 

 escequia. All our trials were forgotten 

 as we devoured that camp breakfast, a 

 meal which seemed to us even more 

 appetizing than the sumptuous repast 

 served at the elegant Alvarado in Al- 

 buquerque a few hours later. 



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