The houses of the village are small, rectangular structures of a red-brown-ochre adobe brick; the roofs slope from in front backward, and are covered with red tiles they project in front so as to cover a little space before the house.
By evening most of the indians in the town were drunk.

At sunset a miserable procession started from the church, passed through the village, and then returned to the church; composed mostly of women, it was preceded by a band of music and the men who carried the _santito_.
Later, we heard most disconsolate strains, and, on examination, found four musicians playing in front of the old church; three of them had curious, extremely long, old-fashioned horns of brass, while the fourth had a drum or _tambour_.

The _tambour_ was continuously played, while the other instruments were alternated in the most curious fashion.

The music was strange and weird, unlike any that we had ever heard before.
However, we became thoroughly familiar with it before we had traversed the whole Mixe country, as we heard it twice daily, at sunrise and after sunset.

It was the music of the Candelaria, played during the nine days preceding February 2d.