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SCENES IN THE PACIFIC. 
throws the poet’s wreath upon moon-struck rhymsters, the 
philosopher’s crown upon heads with long hair and dirty 
beards, that of the Reformer upon apes and brass-mounted 
women, and even tries to make men out of male Californi¬ 
ans. Sad mistakes are all these ; and particularly the last. 
About ten o’clock the troops were reviewed by Don Jose 
Castro. A little after eleven, all the prisoners except forty- 
six were pardoned. These the government would not libe¬ 
rate. They had acted a conspicuous part in Alvarados 5 
revolution, and were feared as likely to demand for them¬ 
selves and their companions the fulfilment of the promises 
which he had made them. The American had suggested 
that they should be sent to the Consuls of their respective 
governments at Tepic. A ship which had been chartered 
for that purpose (the Roger Williams, of Boston), was float¬ 
ing in the harbor. The doors of the prisons were opened; the 
emaciated tenants came out, chained two and two, hand and 
foot, some of them with no clothing except a pair of ragged pan¬ 
taloons. The Spaniards had robbed them not only of their 
cattle, horses, mules, and freedom, but also of their wardrobe. 
They were marched towards the shore, clanking their chains. 
Poor Graham and Morris were so heavily loaded with irons 
that it required four stout Indians to carry them. 
The American mingled among them, and dissuaded them 
from a contemplated insurrection on ship-board. Three Cal¬ 
ifornian women folloAved the prisoners. They were wives, 
and had children. They clung to their husbands and wept 
aloud. Castro ordered them to be driven away with blows. 
They were beaten with swords, but would not go. They 
led their children, and helped bear the chains that were 
galling the bleeding limbs of those whom they loved. 
They said, u the soldiers have taken all our horses, cat¬ 
tle and property, and now they take you away from us for 
ever! May God take our lives! Oh, Mary, mother of 
God, pray for us !” 
As they were going down to the boat, poor old Graham 
