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o'clock, moving in a north-northwest direction, we en- 

 tered the village of Huacachahoul, standing in an open 

 situation, surrounded by mountains, and peopled entire- 

 ly by Indians, wilder and more savage than any we had 

 yet seen. The men were without hats, but wore their 

 long black hair reaching to their shoulders ; and the old 

 men and women, with harsh and haggard features and 

 dark rolling eyes, had a most unbaptized appearance. 

 They gave us no greetings, and their wild but steady 

 glare made us feel a little nervous. A collection of na- 

 ked boys and girls called Mr. Catherwood " Tata," 

 mistaking him for a padre. We had some misgivings 

 when we put the village behind us, and felt ourselves 

 enclosed in the country of wild Indians. We stop- 

 ped an hour near a stream, and at half past six ar- 

 rived at Chillon, where, to our surprise and pleasure, we 

 found a sub-prefect, a white man, and intelligent, who 

 had travelled to San Salvador, and knew General Mo- 

 razan. He was very anxious to know whether there 

 was any revolution in Ciudad Real, as, with a pliancy 

 becoming an office-holder, he wished to give in his ad- 

 hesion to the new government. 



The next morning, at a quarter before seven, we 

 started with a new set of Indians. The road was good 

 to Yahalon, which we reached at ten o'clock. Before 

 entering it we met a young Indian girl with her father, 

 of extraordinary beauty of face, in the costume of the 

 country, but with a modest expression of countenance, 

 which we all particularly remarked as evidence of her 

 innocence and unconsciousness of anything wrong in her 

 appearance. Every village we passed was most pictu- 

 resque in position, and here the church was very effect- 

 ive ; as in the preceding villages, it was undergoing re- 

 pairs. 



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