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Show 286 FORTY YEARS AMONG THE INDIANS. ' reaching there the people had gathered a donation of corn and beans, for us and insisted on our receiving it. We took some but told them we could not haul much. The next place where anything of interest occurred was at Namaquipe, a town on the Upper Santa Maria river. We arrived at this place on Sunday about ten o'clock, intending to spend the day of rest there. We camped in the shade of some cottonwoods near a large ranch house, across the river from the main town. I went to the house to buy some dried meat. I met an old lady who sold me the meat, giving quite a liberal quantity for twenty five cents. I made her a present of one of our books, and went back to camp. Some time after noon this same lady with a very aged companion, came into camp. The old man looked over one hundred years old. We learned that he was a hun-dred and three years. On being seated the old gentleman said, " You were up to my house this morning." " Yes sir." " You got some meat." " Yes sir." " You paid for it." " Yes sir." I began to think of the lot I had gotten for my money. " You left a little book." " Yes sir." " Did you get pay for it?" " No sir. I did not want pay for the book. We do not sell these books." " Yes, but you paid for the meat. That was not right." Here the old man held the book up and said, " I |