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tions is shown by the fact that we saw a 
few of them playing in a little “ clearing ” 
in the brush at the bottom of the canon. 
But we did not see them very long, for 
as soon as they got sight of the leading 
member of our party they fled to the 
brush and caves, and a pointer dog could 
not .have flushed one five minutes later. 
I have already described some of their 
strange methods of hunting game. In 
fishing they build dams in the mountain 
streams and poison the fish that collect 
therein with a deadly plant the Mexicans 
call palmilla , securing everything, finger- 
lings and all. They never tattoo, paint, 
or wear masks as far as I could ascertain. 
They are a strange, wild set of savages 
in a strange, picturesque country, a coun¬ 
try that will repay visiting in the future 
should the means of transportation—rail- 
