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The man who has the blankets and drygoods, De Kioolfis 
y Garcia, son-in-law of the boarding house lady, seems to be 
the leading business man of the town. He is the one with whom 
one can deposit funds and then issue pay orders to workmen. 
1 would suggest placing most of the money in the Banco Haeional de 
Mexico in Veracruz and bringing 500 dollars worth of pesos with 
you in 100 peso bills. I think very little risk would be taken 
in carrying a few hundred pesos to Tres Sapotes. 
The train for Rodriguez Clara leaves Veracruz, at 9:45 a.m* 
and that gives you time to go to the bank there when it opens 
at nine and still get the train. At least I was able to do it. 
Your transaction may take longer. If there should be a Pullman 
on that train, the additional comfort will be worth it, I 
think three days of the week there is* I started out in the 
day coach sitting with a soldier, his wife, and four youngsters. 
After an lour or so of that, I took refuge on the steps of the 
rear platform, and finally went into a second class coach, which 
was luxury compared to first class. It was nearly empty and clean,! 
whereas the first class was occupied even to the aisles (people 
sitting on baggage), and there was a regular spitting contest 
in progress all the time, not to speak of orange peel and what 
not on the floor* 
You will need to allow four days to get from Verzcruz to 
Tres Zapotes, When you get to the Hotel Fernandez in San Andrds, 
ask for Miguel. He will get you mules and conduct you the rest 
of the way. People put more trust in mules than in horses for 
the kind of trails they have around here, but I hop© I don 1 t 
sound alarming. Ho doubt, you have seen far more difficult country 
than this. 
When I left San Andr4s, I still had not heard from Marquina, 
which, perhaps, is not surprising, considering- the connections, 
but I decided it didn’t matter. At the city hall in San Andrds 
they told me that the post of inspector of archaeological mon¬ 
uments had been vacant for a number of years. On reaching: Santiago, 
I presented myself to Hilario Mendoza, the municipal president, 
who turns out to be a simple Indian in peon costume. When I 
told him, after recalling our correspondence, that I wished to 
register as a foreigner, I could see that he had not the slightest 
idea as to how to proceed. So I asked for a sheet of paper,'wrote 
my name, the name of the expedition, the fact that it was authorized 
by the Secretarla de Iducaoidn Pdblica, and then appended the 
words "Reglstrado en el Ayuntamiento de Santiago Tuxtla el dla 
6 de diciembre de 1938.” This put everybody at ease. About an 
