ON MULE-BACK FROM CARICHIC. 
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music of the wind in their branches. We 
left our camp by the light of the camp 
fire next morning and started over the 
crest of one of the steepest mountains 
overlooking our camp. Halfway up the 
steep trail we passed two graves of stone 
heaps surmounted by rough wooden 
crosses. At this spot a man and his wife 
had been killed by the Apaches a few 
years ago. These same Apaches had 
penetrated too far into Tarahumari land, 
and after a disastrous encounter with the 
latter were fleeing themselves, when they 
met the defenseless Mexican and his wife 
and killed them. This was the farthest 
point west where a white person had been 
killed by Apache Indians in this part of 
Chihuahua. After climbing this hill of 
1500 or 1600 feet our trail still led up¬ 
ward, the mountains growing steeper and 
