346 JANOS TO CORRELITOS, 
On reaching Correlitos, I made the same inquiries, 
but with no better results. When I had come to the 
conclusion that the ruins, of which so much had been 
said, must have crumbled away and disappeared, a 
Mexican who had heard of my incuiries, and who felt 
some interest in the antiquities of his country, called 
upon me, and advised me by all means to visit the 
place, now that I was within so short a distance of it, 
assuring me that there was much there to repay my 
curiosity. 
Following the river up in a course nearly south, 
we reached the village of Barranca Colorada, four 
miles distant, where I stopped to call on Mr. Lewis 
Flotte, an American gentleman long resident there, 
and the owner of a silver mine which is situated in the 
same mountain with that of Mr. Zuloaga, whose smelt- 
ing works I visited at Correlitos. Mr. Flotte had 
gone to Chihuahua; but his mayor-domo received us 
politely, and showed us through his works, which are 
‘more extensive and better arranged than those at 
Correlitos. He had six furnaces, four of which were 
in full blast, while the hearths were being replaced 
on the others preparatory to their being lighted again. 
The machinery which kept the bellows in motion was 
propelled by mules. The superintendent took us 
through the establishment, describing the various 
processes, and gave us a set of specimens of the ores. 
We learnt here, as we did at Correlitos, that Mr. Flotte 
had been badly treated by the owner of the other 
mine, and that he was about to sell out his estate in 
consequence. 
On my expressing a desire to visit this mine, which 
