One man, whenever any of our party spoke to him, or in any way turned our attention to him, piously and vigorously crossed himself, grimaced and gesticulated as if in a fit.

One man, who seemed exceptionally intelligent, after he had seen us make a plaster bust of one of his townfellows, stated with great delight, that it was an idol, representing Jesus Christ, and that we were going to use it in the church.

Unlike any other indian town we have visited, there is not even the pretence of an open school in this place.

Nowhere else have women and children showed so great a fear of us and our work.

From the moment that I showed an interest in the _mapaho_, the beating of cotton ceased, and the village was quiet.