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I always found that I could approach these Mexi
can rovers, and obtain almost any favour I asked,
most especially if it pointed to assistance of the
Indians, and disadvantage to the whites.
We rode down to the military camp, and found the small force with the officers on parade. The Indians rode a few yards in the rear as I approached the officer of the day, dismounted and held my hat in one hand and lariat in the other. The officers ex changed glances, and I grew nervous.
