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ing most ridiculous stories, chiefly at the 

 expense of the holy padres, in which our 

 host most good naturedly joined. 



Oct. 8th. At nine we left Watcheta, 

 Senor Paris having previously bartered a 

 double-barrelled pistol, with a broken pan, 

 for one of the curate's mules. No sooner 

 were we out of hearing, than he began to 

 boast of having jockeyed the parson ; but we 

 had not proceeded far when the holy fa- 

 thers mule was done up, and could not 

 keep up with the other baggage-mules. 

 We formed a council to determine his 

 worth, which we unanimously voted not to 

 exceed twelve dollars ; so that Rivero and 

 myself had a famous laugh at the expense 

 of poor P6pe, whose pistol had cost him 

 forty dollars. 



The road towards Liva, to which town 

 we were directing our steps, lies through 



