The story he told was as follows: A large band of warriors came threateningly into the town.

They had killed two hawks and, decorated with their feathers, were on the warpath.

As they were in such numbers the Mexicans realised that it would be useless to attempt resistance, and therefore sued for peace, which was granted.

A peace-banquet followed, during which mescal, the Mexican brandy, flowed freely, distributed without stint to the warriors by their wily hosts, who were abiding their time.

When the Apaches were intoxicated the villagers fell upon them and captured seven men; most of the band, however, managed to escape.