lighter kosharean festivities in the one general and final statement, that they each came off duly and successfully; and leaving their details "unhonored and unsung," proceed to a more extended accoun

ly thought in paragraphs, and, like the fairy who "spoke pearls," conversed in exquisitely

great expectations, the Koshare found themselves convened, the president in t

from Cumming's "Land of Poco Tiempo"-b

ization than the rest, and several centuries older still in a happier semi-civilization of its own.

typical races in New Mexico. The America

Centaurs. Then come the Apaches, an uncounted savage horde, whose partial civilization has been effected by sheer force of arms, and inch by inch: who accept the reservation with but half a heart, and break bounds at every opportunity. Last of all com

towns; the Pueblos have nineteen compact little cities, and the Mexica

mericans, who never found anything more striking abroad. The mythology of Greece and Rome is less than theirs in complicated comprehensive

ver, barely possible that in prehistoric ages the race in possession of Mexico may have had some tribal characteristics of the

los have racial characteristics connecting them with some mysterious stage

record, but has been orally handed down, and with careful precision, beginning with their original emerge

was to tide over this trying epoch in his existence that 'Those Above,' according to tradition, made for the tribes that quaint 'Delight-Monger,' with whom we have already made acquaintance, who led them in their wanderings from

a, is wonderfully and minutely elaborated; and though originating in a civilization less splendid and refined, it is really

the cultivation of its soil. All the same, he appears never to have shirked the less peaceful responsibi

Apache, purely for killing's sake; but, his quarrel once ended, and the present security of his clan well achieved, he has contentedly returned to the peaceful ways of life; diligently sow

aid the Antiquary, "I am largely indebted to Bandelier, from whose

in range skirting the Rio Grande

foundation of the cha

and are often so soft and friable that, in many places they were easily scoop

er, often expanding to the proportions of regular valleys, the Puebl

-building effort was mostly confined to underground construction. He was, in fact, a 'cave-dweller,' yet inf

to four rooms. They were arranged in groups, or cl

holes admitted their scanty light to these dusky apartments, in which there were not only conveniences for bestowing wearing-apparel, but niches for ornamental pottery, precious stones, and the like Indian bric-à-brac. The ground-floor entrance was a rude doorway closed by a hide, or mat. Plaited mats of Yucca leaves, and

in the Rialto vale is long, long gone by, the ruins of their homes may still be seen.

e some of the most marked and interesting characterist

f communism; yet, antedating by ages our latter-day socialistic fads, the communal idea enthus

the equality of the sexes. While our own female suffragists were yet unborn, th

rights' seem to have been as indigenous to

been absolutely 'cock of the walk.' The husband had no rights as owner or propri

house,-contributed to the kitchen the soup pot, water jars, and other primitive

ren, her holding in her own clan. In case of her death, the

plot allotted him by his clan. The crops, once housed, were controlle

solutely on his acceptability to the wife, at any flagrant marital breach of good behavior she simply refused to recognize him as her lord. In vain he protested, stormed, and menaced; the outraged bet

and devoutly knelt at the confessional. This done, he tacitly reserved to himself the privilege of surreptitiously clinging to the P

l to retain the use of that ancient supp

d, by the simple-minded Indian, supposed especially to commend him to the good graces and kindly offices of 'Tho

his easily placated gods, this tufted bit of painted wood; and, furthermore, since prayer-sticks were not always within reach, it was permitted him in such emergencie

orate religious rites and superstitions of the Mexican Indian; to recount his latter-day ceremonials, wherein Pagan dances, races, and sports are like the jumble of a crazy quilt, promiscuously mixed in with Christian festas and holy saint-days; and indeed the subject is too large for my sketchy handling. It may not, however,

n mind, took care to graft upon each of the various festas of the Pueblo one of their own saint-day names. Thus it

ally the forceful assertion of Cummings. 'The Pueblos,' says this writer, 'are Indians who are neither poor nor naked; who feed themselves, and ask no favors of Washington; Indians who have been at peace for two centuries, and fixed residents for perhaps a mi

nfounded with the roving New Mexican aborigines, with the untamed Navajo scouring t

d, slop-sided chain of rock-tables that throughout the length and breadth of his territory rises from the sa

onghold of the Acomas. As a prelude to this legend, let me state that the Pueblo cliff-dwellers often perched their habitations on lofty, sheer-walled, and not easily

and and foot holes pecked in the solid rock, was so well defended that a single man

Indians, have from time immem

n the catastrophe recorded in the legend befell, no man may say, not even the elders of the tribe; this much is, however, known,-the spring-time had come. The sun-priest had already proclaimed from the housetops that the season of planting was at hand. The seeds from last year's harvest had been gathered from the bins; planting-sticks had been sharpened, and all made ready for the a

hile the distant thunder muttered and rolled about them. Suddenly the black dome above them was rent as by a glittering sword, and down swept the torren

heads. Never before had the heave

ers trudged toward their mountain home. Reaching the base of the trail, they found their pathway of the morning

nd thundered down in a thousand fragments, cutting off communication with the mesa village. The Acomas, when asked why their ancestors made no desperate effort to reach th

superstitious pagans, fallen upon the devoted

nd, subsequently, Mr. F. W. Hodge was directed by the Bureau of American Ethnology, of the Smithsonian Institute, to scale the difficult height of this giant mountain, for the purpose of supplementing the evidence already gained, of its sometime occupancy as a Pueblo town. His party found decided evidence of a for

es, until scarcely any soil is left on its crest, that well-defined traces of an ancient ladder trail may still be seen pecked on the rocky wall of the very cleft through which the traditionary pathway wound its course; and, above all, the large number of very ancient potsherds in the earthy talus about

s; and after a short discussion by the Club of the ancient and modern characteristics of these remarkable aborigines, the Kosha

ies to their wagon, for the return ride to Hilton Ranch, that the very next week he was to undertake,

t Alamo Ranch, occupying, together with Sholto, a Mexican man-of-all

cumulative day of this disease. Sholto had already been despatched to Brown's for the dinner; Miss P

ss Paulina administered her teaspoonful of bryonia, gave a settling shak

s for a good look across the mesa, stretching-an unbroken waste of sage-brush and

here, just within range of her vision, was the undoubted form of an Apache savage, clad airily in breech-clout, and Navajo blanket. Skulking warily al

age, coolly made a reconnoisance of the premises. This done, still on all-fours, he gained the bulkhead

the paltry convenience of steps) he

d out the front door, and, with her heart in her mouth, whisking round the corner

the floor-planks, in a fruitless endeavor to discover some outlet, from this underground apartment, to the family circle above. With the frightful possibility of a not distant escape of her prisoner, the good lady lifted her heart in silent prayer, and hurrying promptly to the chamber of her niece, gave

rd on the driveway, followed

t a fellow white man, Miss Paulina let in through the narrowest of openings,-who but their friend the Harvard man!

explain the situation and acquain

pace, now opportunely appeared at

e here in the cellar. For the time being his ability to work us harm is limited; but an Apache is never nice to have round; and, besides, he must have terribly bumped himself poking round there all this time in the dark. One would not unnecessarily hurt even a savage. We must ther

e deftly floored him, and, in the consequent lapse of consciousness, he was easily bound, and safely deposited in the bottom of the Hilton express wagon. This accomplished, Sholto and the Harvard man summarily took the road for Las Cruces, some four miles distant. The horse and h

h the humane intention of aiding nature in bringing about that restoration. "Gone! clean gone! by George!" exclaimed the astonished athlete. The cunning savage had, with his sharp, strong teeth, actually gnawed through his wrist cords, and, with tooth and nail extricating himself from the knotted clothes-line, was already on his return from the unsatisfactory husks of Mesilla V

d of the escaped captive, and the pace of the propeller of the Hilton express, and gracefully accepted the situation. Sholt

they di

t down

menshaw brought up

e nap, and when I awoke there seemed to be some sort of a rumpus going on below; after which I fancied that a team started aw

rown has sent us, too, and you can venture to-day on a quail, and a bit of orange pudding. For myself, I am as hungry as a bear;" and, removing the books from the o

experience;'" and forthwith she related to the astonished Louise the adventure of the morning. The

importance of her entire "Chapter,"

he of the crest

himself, and slipped from our hands by the way. The clothes-line has come back saf

ad was a tough one. And when one considers the slip-shodness of things at Las Cruces, and the possible insecurity of their jail, we, on the whole, are the saf

the morning. Reclining on the parlor lounge, in a cream-white tea gown, she looked so lovely that a man might well have dared a whole tribe of savages in her defence. By and by t

ade merry over a chafing-dish mess achieved by the Cooking School pupil; and under cover of rarebit, water-biscuit, and cup

breeding, pedigree far out-weighed filthy lucre. To be well bor

s household, she had for years filled a parent's place. Louise Hemmenshaw, as the good lady shrewdly guessed, was the magnet that drew this undeclared lover to Mesilla Valley.

istocrat and Roger-the grandson of Roger the

nture had made her, for good and all, his warm friend. As to her niece, he told himself, as, that night, by the light of a low moon, he took his way to Alamo Ranch, recalling the tender pressure of the invalid's white hand, when, with a rosy blush, she bade him good-night, that in his wooing he had to-day "scored one;