"Se–or, that was the last time I saw him at the mission. Padre çnzar,
who had been at Pala that day, returned to the mission in the afternoon,
and I saw him at supper, but Padre Peyri did not come out of his room
the rest of the day. Late that night I wandered around the church, so
sad and full of fear of what I knew was coming, that I could not sleep.
There was a light in the church, and I was sure the padre was in there,
but, of course, I could not go in to see, and speak to him. After a
little while the light disappeared, and I went back to my bed."

"Although I now felt certain I knew what the padre was going to do, from
what I had heard and seen, yet I knew nothing of the time, and did not
dream it was so near. But early the next morning I knew all. I was on my
way to the padre's house, when I met Miguel coming toward me on the run.
As soon as he came near he cried to me:"

"'Antonio, el padre se ha ido (the padre is gone)! His horse is not
here, nor his saddle.'"

"My heart stood still. So all that I had feared the day before was come
true, and our beloved padre had left us. But how suddenly it had taken
place! I thought of 'San Diego' and 'the small ship Pocahontas,' and
knew all. I had not seen Miguel since my talk with him two nights
before, and he knew nothing of what had occurred. I now told him
everything."

"'Dios mio! Our, padre gone away, not to come back? Oh, why did he go?
Why did not he stay with us? What shall we do without him?' he
exclaimed."

"While Miguel was crying in this manner, I was like one stunned, and