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CAVE AND CLIFF DWELLERS. 
could have done justice to, and not one 
could imitate. 
On our third day out we crossed a 
most picturesque stream called the Pa- 
nascos River. Near the crossing were a 
number of huge irregular bowlders lying 
at the foot of a sculptured cliff. Under 
those that formed cave-like recesses were 
a number of Tarahumari cave dwellers, 
looking absolutely comical in their wide- 
brim straw hats of coarse grass and their 
primitive breechclouts. Their skins were 
so dark-colored that had it not been for 
this white clothing at the two termini it 
would have been hard to make them out 
in the dark, deep caverns into which most 
of them fled upon our approach. 
A recently occupied cave of these 
strange earth-burrowing savages could 
nearly always be told by the stains of 
