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raising all they need for food from the 
soil, or wool for clothing, or both from 
animals of the chase, and consequently 
seldom buying or selling. 
That same day we passed La Sierra 
de los Ojitos. It is a high, shaggy 
mountain, covered to the very top with a 
dense forest of pine, and indicates where 
the waters divide to the east and west. 
On its slope that we faced, its rivulets 
poured their contents into the Gulf of 
Mexico, while from the opposite slope 
they go into the Pacific Ocean, or rather 
its great Mexican arm, the Gulf of Cali¬ 
fornia. It is the highest point of the 
Sierra Madres that we encountered on 
the trail, and I found it to be 12,500 
feet above the level of the sea, with La 
Sierra de los Ojitos towering some 2000 
to 3000 feet higher on our left. I 
