He was a rather handy boy, good-natured and anxious to please, so that, later in our journey, we hired him for several days and let him do what he could to help us.
Much later, when at home planning the details of our next extensive journey, the thought struck us that it might be well to make the boy with the smile a member of our party.

It seemed as if, in going into districts rarely visited by strangers, it would be well to have the party as largely Mexican as possible.

If, however, the boy were to accompany us, it was necessary that he should first learn something of our work and needs, and perhaps of English.

Accordingly, I decided to go to Cholula and bring the boy up to the States.
The resolution was so hastily taken that there was no time to send word to the boy himself.

Going straight to Cholula, I had some difficulty in finding his abode.