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of these was Mr. H., from Brunswick, with whom I had 
slept in the same tent, and under the same blanket, in 
New Mexico. I met him again in Chihuahua, at El Paso, 
in the Steppe on the Rio de los Mimbros, and later on 
at Los Angeles and San Francisco. A Mr. M. ; from 
Texas, whom I had last seen at El Paso, was also at this 
time at San Xavier with his cattle : this man met with a 
remarkable adventure in his journey to California. A 
partner in his enterprise had, it appeared, plotted to put 
him out of the way during the march, and to take sole 
possession of the herds. To accomplish this project, he 
headed a mutiny of the hired cattle-drovers. They openly 
refused to obey Mr. M., who found himself in a very un- 
pleasant situation, when the Apaches murdered the two 
ringleaders of the mutiny. This circumstance led the rest 
to believe that it was an infliction of Divine vengeance, 
and they returned to their duty. It, however, occasioned 
Mr. M. the loss of part of his herds : another part pe- 
rished from want of water, and the rest were taken by 
the Indians ; so that he arrived at California with the loss 
of his whole property, where I heard this account of his 
adventures from himself. 
I visited the Pimas in their dwellings. At first they were 
shy ; but, at length, I succeeded in gaining the confidence 
of an old man, with whom I carried on an animated con- 
versation. The women then regaled me with peas-porridge 
and cakes made of wheaten flour. They also cultivate 
beans, gourds, and melons, and grow the cotton for their 
own use. I saw them busy weaving, which they do in a 
very primitive manner. The threads are stretched hori- 
zontally the length of the intended piece of cloth, and the 
woof is then worked in by the hand. The coloured belts, 
with which the girls fasten a piece of cloth round their 
