The people from that part of the country are known for their pretty, white, home-made blankets, and it was evident that in those inaccessible parts the Indians had still something for the white man to take away.
The natives of this valley had a curious habit, when they were made to dive for fish, of afterward throwing themselves in a row on the sun-heated sand to warm their stomachs for a minute or two.
Near Ohuivo, in the mountains toward Morelos, there used to live a family of ten albinos.

When I was there only two survived, smallpox having made havoc among them.

Their skin was so delicate that even the contact with their clothing irritated it.

Mr.Hartman visited one of them, an old woman who lived in a cave with her husband, a small, dark-skinned fellow, and the two certainly were "mated, but not matched." Her features were entirely Indian, but her complexion was unique in Mexico, even among the white population.

She reminded one of a very blond type of Scandinavian or Irish peasantry.