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Show FORTY YEARS AMONG THE INDIANS. 41 California, make a lot of money, then return and join the Latter- day Saints. Arguing that they would have more confidence in me then than if I should join now. As I knew that " winter Mormons" were looked upon with suspicion, my mind was much occupied in trying to deter-mine what was best. After considering well the preju-dices I would have to meet, I finally spoke to Father Morley, who baptized me January 27th, 1851. There was over a foot of ice on the water at the time. When I spoke to Brother Morley about baptizing me, he was just starting out after a load of wood with his ax under his arm. He replied, " I am ready; here is my ax to cut the ice. I have been expecting this for some time." I wondered why he expected it, as I had said nothing about my intentions. After baptism I felt more at ease, although I knew many doubted my sincerity. This made no difference as long as I knew I was sincere. I made quite an acquaint-ance with the Indians during the winter. Walker and portions of his band came around occasionally to trade. They were a fine race of people. Walker's life and exploits with his band would fill a volume ; he was some-times called the " Napoleon of the desert," being a great strategist, often out- generaling those he had to meet in war or whom he designed to plunder. He often made raids into lower California, robbing the people and bring-ing away large herds of their best horses, always laying his plans with great skill so as to not lose his men. One of these trips made by him in 1852, I think, shows his ability. With about twenty- five of his most venturesome braves he went down. As usual, the Mexicans were expecting them and their best horses were corralled nightly, their picked saddle horses, valued so highly by every Mexican gentleman, were kept in |