Captured by the Navajos by Charles A. (Charles Albert) Curtis
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We went back to the parade, and stood looking at the surrounding
mountains in the deepening twilight. "What other ways are there in and out of the valley, besides the one which we entered?" I asked. "Well, on the east and south sides there is a trail between the peaks, four in all, and one good bridle-path to the Pueblo of Jemez. That descends from the valley level to the Jemez River bottom, a drop of nearly three thousand feet, in a distance of three miles, zigzagging twice that distance." "And to the west and north?" "To the north there is a trail to Abiquiu, rarely used, and to the west there is only La Puerta, into which all the other trails from the east and south concentrate. It is to watch La Puerta that this camp was established." "And you say you have seen no Navajos or signs of them since you came?" "Yes, plenty of signs, but no Indians. Parties have passed here in the night, but none were driving stock." I learned all I could of the captain while his men hurried their baggage into the wagons, but he was too much excited over the prospect of leaving the Great Valleys, as well as curious to know of events in Santa Fé, to give me much information. When the guard of regulars relieved the volunteer guard, I placed my sentinel on a beat a dozen |
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