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ean troops from Tucson, on a campaign against the 
Apaches.. A more miserable set of men I never met, 
certainly none calling themselves soldiers. Some of 
them were destitute of shirts, others of pantaloons, and 
some had neither coats nor hats. Some wore over- 
coats, without a rag of clothing beneath. They had 
seen no Indians, as might be expected, although forty 
were observed here the day before. In all probability 
the wily enemy had perceived them, and would follow 
them, in the hope of stealing some of their animals, 
and piercing some of them with a lance or an arrow. 
These campaigns against the Indians are utterly use- 
less, nor can they be attended with success. During the 
last two years that the Mexicans have been operating 
against them on this frontier, not fifty have been killed. 
The Indians are too cunning to risk an open fight, 
even with such antagonists. Their mode of warfare is 
by stratagem, and they must be encountered with 
their own weapons. 
August 3d. We kept on our easterly course to- 
wards the Guadalupe Mountains. Met a train of ox- 
teams with emigrants from Arkansas, and soon after 
entered the famous cafion, where there was an abun- 
dance of water and grass. In passing a small ravine, 
one of the wagons upset, discharging its contents upon 
a poor Mexican who happened to be seated inside, 
because too ill to sit.upon his mule. Dr. Webb was 
sent for, but found the man not seriously injured. 
Fortunately the wagon was not broken; so that after 
a little delay all was made right again, and the train 
continued through the defile until three o’clock, when 
we stopped and pitched our tents where the road 
