His coins are much prized by the indians for necklaces and earrings, and even at Tehuantepec we had seen women wearing his little gold pieces in their ears.
It should have been an easy matter to go from Comitan to Nenton (in Guatemala) in a single day.

As it was, we made it with great difficulty in two, our mule Chontal apparently being completely worn out.

We crossed the _llano_, passed through patches of pines, and then came out upon a terrible country of limestone hills.

In our last day's journey we had to coax, threaten, beat, drag, and push that mule until our voices were gone and our arms were tired.

Immediately on passing the line into Guatemala, we found the telegraph wires cut and poles down, a result of the late unpleasantness with Mexico.