a suite of stables, for he acted accordingly. He nosed around after
grain and hay, whinnied and pawed, and seemed to enjoy himself
generally. At last I found the right door, came out into the street
and rode to the church to tender my best wishes to the happy couple
and bid them adios. When the party emerged from the chapel they
seemed to be very much surprised at seeing me. I told my host that I
regretted to leave them so early in the day, but had an appointment
to keep elsewhere. I would ride slowly out of town so that they could
overtake me easily, should they wish to see me later, but nobody
came, and after several hours I caught up with my companions.



CHAPTER VIII. WITH THE NAVAJO TRIBE

After a couple of days we came to Fort Wingate, which controls the
Navajo Indian Reservation. We camped here for a day to have some
repair work done to our wagons, and I took a stroll over the hills
after rabbits and returned to camp at nightfall. Don Juan told me
that he had been visited by a number of Indians, who had bartered him
some blankets and buckskins and he was highly pleased thereat.

The next morning we started early and traveled until noon. Several
Indians had been following us for some time, and as soon as we made
camp they squatted at our fire, while others were continually
arriving, some afoot, but most of them on horseback. Manuelito, a
grand-looking chief, rode into camp on the finest Indian pony I had
ever seen. It was beautifully caparisoned; the saddle, bridle, and
trappings were covered with silver mountings. This was by far the
most gorgeously dressed Navajo I had ever met. He wore tight-fitting