Here, as so frequently, the old fashion is at once more comfortable and more artistic.
We spent the morning in efforts to secure horses, but finally secured a man, Don Nabor, who agreed to accompany us with five animals.

The party consisted of myself, my interpreter, my plaster-worker, and Don Nabor.
Each of us was mounted, and a fifth horse carried the plaster and other luggage.

Leaving at noon, we took the long road past Jacona, a little town famous for its fruit.

Having passed there, after a long journey, we looked down from the height almost directly upon the place whence we had started.

The scene was of unusual beauty--the wide-spreading, flat valley, with its fields of wheat and clustered trees, presented a mass of rich green coloring, in the midst of which stood the pretty city.