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unmistakable terms that the rainy season 
was not far off, and that we had better 
get out of the mountains before it was 
upon us. Before making La Laja, the 
second night, we passed the homes of 
many Indians, both of the semi-civilized 
type and the wilder ones of the cliffs and 
caves. At one point I stopped to get a 
photograph of the homes of some cliff 
dwellers, where, directly below the cliffs, 
were a couple of rude stone huts, built on 
a steep side of the mountain. The men 
seemed to be absent from this place, but 
we could see the forms of some women 
moving about and crouching down to 
avoid being seen by us. My Mexican 
man, Dionisio, was greatly alarmed at 
my action in dropping behind the party 
to photograph this group of strange 
homes, and loudly declared we would all 
