Notwithstanding I was sick myself, I emptied my powder horn of its

contents, filled it with water, and accompanied by one companion, who

had also filled his powder horn, I returned towards my father and Mr.

Slover, his exhausted companion, with a quick step. We found them in

the same position in which we had left them, that is, stretched on the

sand at full length, under the unclouded blaze of the sun, and both

fast asleep; a sleep from which, but for our relief, I believe they

would neither of them ever have awakened. Their lips were black, and

their parched mouths wide open. Their unmoving posture and their

sunken eyes so resembled death, that I ran in a fright to my father,

thinking him, for a moment, really dead. But he easily awakened,

and drank the refreshing water. My companion {164} at the same time

bestowed his horn of water upon Mr. Slover. In the course of an hour

they were both able to climb the hill, and some time before dark we

rejoined the remainder of our company. They had kindled a large fire,

and all seemed in high spirits. As for our two Indians, they were

singing, and dancing, as it seemed to us, in a sort of worship of

thankfulness to the Great Spirit, who had led them through so much

peril and toil to these refreshing waters. We roasted some of our

beaver meat, and took food for the first time in forty-eight hours,

that is to say, from the time we left our Indian friends, until we

reached this water. Our Dutchman insisted that the plain over which we

passed, should be named the devil's plain, for he insisted, that it was

more hotter as hell, and that none but teyvils could live upon it. In

fact, it seemed a more fitting abode for fiends, than any living thing

that belongs to our world. During our passage across it, we saw not

a single bird, nor the track of any quadruped, or in fact any thing

that had life, not even a sprig, weed or grass blade, except a single

shrubby tree, under which we found a little shade. This shrub, though

of some height, resembled a prickly pear, and was covered thick with

thorns. The prickly pears were in such abundance, that we were often,

dazzled as our eyes were with the sun's brightness, puzzled to find a

path so as neither to torment our feet or our bodies with the thorns of

these hated natives of the burning sands. This very extensive plain,

the Sahara of California, runs north and south, and is bounded on each

side by high barren mountains, some of which are covered with perpetual

snow.

On the 28th, we travelled up this creek about three miles, and killed

a deer, which much delighted our two Indian guides. At this point we

encamped for the night. Here are abundance of palm trees and live oaks,

and considerable of mascal. We remained until the 3d of March, when

we marched up this creek, which heads to the south, forming a low gap

in the mountain. On the 7th, we arrived at the point, and found some

of the Christian Indians from the Mission of St. Catharine. They were

roasting mascal and the tender inside heads of the {165} palm trees for

food, which, when prepared and cooked after their fashion, becomes a

very agreeable food. From these Indians we learned that we were within

four days' travel of the mission mentioned above.

Here we concluded to discharge our guides, and travel into the

settlement with the Christian Indians. We gave them each a blanket, and

they started back to their own people on the morning of the 8th. At

the same time we commenced our journey with our new guides, and began

to climb the mountain. This is so exceedingly lofty, as to require

two days' travel and a half to gain its summit. During this ascent, I

severely bruised my heel. We none of us wore any thing to shield our

feet from the bare and sharp rocks, which composed almost the whole

surface of this ascent, but thin deer skin moccasins. Obliged to walk

on tip toe, and in extreme anguish, the severe fatigue of scrambling

up sharp stones was any thing, rather than agreeable. But I summoned

patience and courage to push on until the 12th. My leg then became so

swollen and inflamed that it was out of my power to travel farther.

The pain was so severe as to create fever. I lay myself down on the

side of a sharp rock, resigning myself to my fate, and determined to

make no effort to travel further, until I felt relieved. My companions

all joined with my father, in encouraging me to rise, and make an

effort to reach the mission, which they represented to be but three

miles distant. It was out of the question for me to think of it, and

they concluded to go to the settlement, and obtain a horse, and send

out for me. I kindled me a fire, for I suffered severe chills. The

Indians gave me the strictest caution against allowing myself to go to

sleep in their absence. The reason they assigned for their caution was

a substantial one. The grizzly bear, they said, was common on these

mountains, and would attack and devour me, unless I kept on my guard.

I paid little attention to their remarks at the time. But when they

were gone, and I was left alone, I examined the priming, and picked the

flints of my gun and pistol. I then lay down and slept, until sometime

in the early part of the night, when {166} two Indians came out from

the settlement, and informed me that the corporal of the guards at

St. Catharines[97] wished me to come in. Being feverish, stiff, sore

and withal testy, I gave them and their corporal no very civil words.

They said that the corporal only wanted me to come in, because he was

afraid the grizzly bears would kill me. I asked them why they did not

bring a horse for me? They informed me, that the Mission had none at

disposal at that time, but that they would carry me on their backs. So

I was obliged to avail myself of this strange conveyance, and mounted

the back of one of them while the other carried my arms. In this way

they carried me in, where I found my companions in a guard house. I was

ordered to enter with them by a swarthy looking fellow, who resembled a

negro, rather than a white.

I cannot describe the indignation I felt at this revolting breach of

humanity to people in suffering, who had thrown themselves on the

kindness and protection of these Spaniards. We related the reasons

why we had come in after this manner. We showed them our passport,

which certified to them, that we were neither robbers, murderers, nor

spies. To all this their only reply was, how should they know whether

we had come clandestinely, and with improper views, or not? Against

this question, proposed by such people, all reasonings were thrown

away.--The cowardly and worthless are naturally cruel. We were thrown

completely in their power; and instead of that circumstance exciting

any generous desires to console and relieve us, their only study seemed

to be to vex, degrade, and torment us.

Here we remained a week, living on corn mush, which we received once

a day; when a guard of soldiers came to conduct us from this place.

This mission is situated in a valley, surrounded by high mountains,

with beautiful streams of water flowing from them. The natives raise

sufficient corn and wheat to serve for the subsistence of the mission.

The mission establishment is built in a quadrangular form; all the

houses forming the quadrangle contiguous to each other; and one of the

angles is a large church, adjoining which are the habitations of {167}

the priests; though at this time there happened to be none belonging to

this at home. The number of Indians belonging to the mission at this

time, was about five hundred. They were destitute of stock, on account

of its having been plundered from them by the free, wild Indians of the

desert. The air is very cool and temperate, and hard frosts are not

uncommon. This cool temperature of the atmosphere I suppose to be owing

to the immediate proximity of the snowy mountains.

On the 18th, we started under the conduct of a file of soldiers, who

led us two days' travel, over very high mountains, a south west course,

to another mission, called St. Sebastian, situated near the sea coast,

in a delightful valley, surrounded, like the other, by lofty mountains,

the sides of which present magnificent views of the ocean. This mission

contains six hundred souls. This mission establishment, though much

richer and neater than the other, is, however, built on a precisely

similar plan. Here they have rich vineyards, and raise a great variety

of the fruits of almost all climates. They also raise their own

supplies of grain, and have a tolerable abundance of stock, both of the

larger and smaller kinds.

A serjeant has the whole military command. We found him of a dark and

swarthy complexion, though a man of tolerable information. He seemed

disposed to conduct towards us with some courtesy and kindness. He

saluted us with politeness, conducted us to the guard house, and begged

us to content ourselves, as well as we could, until he could make

some more satisfactory arrangements for our comfort and convenience.

To put him to the proof of his professed kindness, we told him that

we were very hungry. They soon had a poor steer killed, that reeled

as it walked, and seemed sinking by natural decay. A part of the blue

flesh was put boiling in one pot, and a parcel of corn in the other.

The whole process reminded me strongly of the arrangements which we

make in Kentucky, to prepare a mess for a diseased cow. When this

famous feast was cooked, we were marched forth into the yard, in great

ceremony, to eat it. All the men, women and children clustered round

us, and {168} stood staring at us while we were eating, as though they

had been at a menagerie to see some wild and unknown animals.--When

we were fairly seated to our pots, and began to discuss the contents,

disgusted alike with the food, with them, and their behaviour, we could

not forbear asking them whether they really took us to be human beings,

or considered us as brutes? They looked at each other a moment, as if

to reflect and frame an answer, and then replied coolly enough, that

not being Christians, they considered us little superior to brutes.

To this we replied, with a suitable mixture of indignation and scorn,

that we considered ourselves better Christians than they were, and

that if they did not give us something to eat more befitting men, we

would take our guns, live where we pleased, and eat venison and other

good things, where we chose. This was not mere bravado, for, to our

astonishment, we were still in possession of our arms. We had made no

resistance to their treating us as prisoners, as we considered them

nothing more than petty and ignorant officers, whom we supposed to have

conducted improperly, from being unacquainted with their duty. We were

all confident, that as soon as intelligence of our arrival should reach

the commanding officer of this station, and how we had been detained,

and treated as prisoners, we should not only be released from prison,

but recompensed for our detention.

This determination of ours appeared to alarm them. The information

of our menaces, no doubt with their own comments, soon reached the

serjeant. He immediately came to see us, while we were yet at our

pots, and enquired of us, what was our ground of complaint and

dissatisfaction? We pointed to the pots, and asked him if he thought

such food becoming the laws of hospitality to such people? He stepped

up to the pots, and turning over the contents, and examining them with

his fingers, enquired in an angry tone, who had served up such food

to us? He added, that it was not fit to give a dog, and that he would

punish those who had procured it. He comforted us, by assuring us that

we should have something fit to eat cooked for us. We immediately

returned quietly to the guard house. But a {169} short time ensued

before he sent us a good dish of fat mutton, and some tortillas. This

was precisely the thing our appetites craved, and we were not long in

making a hearty meal. After we had fed to our satisfaction, he came

to visit us, and interrogated us in what manner, and with what views

we had visited the country? We went into clear, full and satisfactory

details of information in regard to every thing that could have any

interest to him, as an officer; and told him that our object was to

purchase horses, on which we might return to our own country; and that

we wished him to intercede in our behalf with the commander in chief,

that we might have permission to purchase horses and mules among them,

for this purpose. He promised to do this, and returned to his apartment.

The amount of his promise was, that he would reflect upon the subject,

and in the course of four days write to his commander, from whom he

might expect an answer in a fortnight.--When we sounded him as to the

probability of such a request being granted, he answered with apparent

conviction, that he had no doubt that it would be in our favor. As our

hopes were intensely fixed upon this issue, we awaited this answer

with great anxiety. The commander at this time was at the port of San

Diego. During this period of our suspense, we had full liberty to hunt

deer in the woods, and gather honey from the blossoms of the Mascal,

which grows plentifully on the sea shore. Every thing in this strange

and charming country being new, we were continually contemplating

curiosities of every sort, which quieted our solicitude, and kept alive

the interest of our attention.

We used to station ourselves on the high pinnacles of the cliffs, on

which this vast sea pours its tides, and the retreating or advancing

tide showed us the strange sea monsters of that ocean, such as seals,

sea otters, sea elephants, whales, sharks, sword fish, and various

other unshapely sea dwellers. Then we walked on the beach, and examined

the infinite variety of sea shells, all new and strange to us.

Thus we amused ourselves, and strove to kill the time until the 20th,

when the answer of the commander arrived, which {170} explained itself

at once, by a guard of soldiers, with orders to conduct us to the port

of San Diego, where he then resided. We were ordered to be in immediate

readiness to start for that port. This gave us unmingled satisfaction,

for we had an undoubting confidence, that when we should really have

attained the presence of an officer whom we supposed a gentleman, and

acting independently of the authority of others, he would make no

difficulty in granting a request so reasonable as ours. We started on

the 2d, guarded by sixteen soldiers and a corporal. They were all on

horseback, and allowed us occasionally to ride, when they saw us much

fatigued. Our first day's journey was a north course, over very rough

mountains, and yet, notwithstanding this, we made twenty-five miles

distance on our way.

At night we arrived at another mission, situated like the former, on

a charming plain. The mission is called St. Thomas.[98] These wise

and holy men mean to make sure of the rich and pleasant things of the

earth, as well as the kingdom of heaven. They have large plantations,

with splendid orchards and vineyards. The priest who presides over

this establishment, told me that he had a thousand Indians under his

care. During every week in the year, they kill thirty beeves for the

subsistence of the mission. The hides and tallow they sell to vessels

that visit their coast, in exchange for such goods as they need.

On the following morning, we started early down this valley, which

led us to the sea shore, along which we travelled the remainder of

the day. This beautiful plain skirts the sea shore, and extends back

from it about four miles. This was literally covered with horses and

cattle belonging to the mission. The eye was lost beyond this handsome

plain in contemplating an immeasurable range of mountains, which we

were told thronged with wild horses and cattle, which often descend

from their mountains to the plains, and entice away the domesticated

cattle with them. The wild oats and clover grow spontaneously, and in

great luxuriance, and were now knee high. In the evening we arrived

at the port of Todos Santos, and there passed the night. Early on the

23d, we marched on. This day we {171} travelled over some tracts that

were very rough, and arrived at a mission situated immediately on the

sea board, called St. Michael.[99] Like the rest, it was surrounded

with splendid orchards, vineyards and fields; and was, for soil,

climate and position, all that could be wished. The old superintending

priest of the establishment showed himself very friendly, and equally

inquisitive. He invited us to sup with him, an invitation we should

not be very likely to refuse. We sat down to a large table, elegantly

furnished with various dishes of the country, all as usual highly

seasoned. Above all, the supply of wines was various and abundant. The

priest said grace at the close, when fire and cigars were brought in

by the attendants, and we began to smoke. We sat and smoked, and drank

wine, until 12 o'clock. The priest informed us that the population of

his mission was twelve hundred souls, and the weekly consumption, fifty

beeves, and a corresponding amount of grain. The mission possessed

three thousand head of domesticated and tamed horses and mules. From

the droves which I saw in the plains, I should not think this an

extravagant estimation. In the morning he presented my father a saddle

mule, which he accepted, and we started.

This day's travel still carried us directly along the verge of the sea

shore, and over a plain equally rich and beautiful with that of the

preceding day. We amused ourselves with noting the spouting of the

huge whales, which seemed playing near the strand for our especial

amusement. We saw other marine animals and curiosities to keep our

interest in the journey alive. In the evening we arrived at a Ranch,

called Buenos Aguos, or Good Water, where we encamped for the night.

We started early on the 25th, purchasing a sheep of a shepherd, for

which we paid him a knife. At this Ranch they kept thirty thousand head

of sheep, belonging to the mission which we had left. We crossed a

point of the mountain that made into the water's edge. On the opposite

side of this mountain was another Ranch, where we staid the night.

This Ranch is for the purposes of herding horses and cattle, of which

{172} they have vast numbers. On the 26th, our plain lay outstretched

before us as beautiful as ever. In the evening we came in sight of

San Diego, the place where we were bound.[100] In this port was one

merchant vessel, which we were told was from the United States, the

ship Franklin, of Boston. We had then arrived within about a league of

the port. The corporal who had charge of us here, came and requested us

to give up our arms, informing us, it was the customary request to all

strangers; and that it was expected that our arms would be deposited in

the guard house before we could speak with the commander, or general.

We replied, that we were both able and disposed to carry our arms to

the guard house ourselves, and deposite them there if such was our

pleasure, at our own choice. He replied that we could not be allowed

to do this, for that we were considered as prisoners, and under his

charge; and that he should become responsible in his own person, if he

should allow us to appear before the general, bearing our own arms.

This he spoke with a countenance of seriousness, which induced us to

think that he desired no more in this request than the performance of

his duty. We therefore gave him up our rifles, not thinking that this

was the last time we should have the pleasure of shouldering these

trusty friends. Having unburdened ourselves of our defence, we marched

on again, and arrived, much fatigued, at the town at 3 o'clock in the

evening. Our arms were stacked on the side of the guard house, and we

threw our fatigued bodies as near them as we could, on the ground.

An officer was dispatched to the general to inform him of our arrival,

and to know whether we could have an immediate audience or not? In a

short time the officer returned with an answer for us, that we must

remain where we were until morning, when the general would give us a

hearing. We were still sanguine in seeing only omens of good. We forgot

our past troubles, opened our bosom to hope, and resigned ourselves to

profound sleep. It is true, innumerable droves of fleas performed their

evolutions, and bit all their pleasure upon our bodies.--{173} But so

entire was our repose, that we scarcely turned for the night. No dreams

of what was in reserve for us the following day floated across our

minds; though in the morning my body was as spotted as though I had the

measles, and my shirt specked with innumerable stains of blood, let by

the ingenious lancets of these same Spanish fleas.

On the 27th, at eight A.M., we were ushered into the general's office,

with our hats in our hands, and he began his string of interrogations.

The first question was, who we were? We answered, Americans. He

proceeded to ask us, how we came on the coast, what was our object,

and had we a passport? In answer to these questions we again went

over the story of our misfortunes. We then gave him the passport

which we had received from the governor of Santa Fe. He examined this

instrument, and with a sinister and malicious smile, observed, that

he believed nothing of all this, but considered us worse than thieves

and murderers; in fact, that he held us to be spies for the old

Spaniards, and that our business was to lurk about the country, that

we might inspect the weak and defenceless points of the frontiers, and

point them out to the Spaniards, in order that they might introduce

their troops into the country; but that he would utterly detect us,

and prevent our designs.--This last remark he uttered with a look of

vengeance; and then reperused the passport, which he tore in pieces,

saying, it was no passport, but a vile forgery of our own contrivance.

Though amazed and confounded at such an unexpected charge, we firmly

asserted our innocence in regard to any of the charges brought against

us. We informed him that we were born and bred thorough and full

blooded republicans; and that there was not a man of us who would not

prefer to die, rather than to be the spies and instruments of the

Spanish king, or any other king; and that but a few years since, we

had all been engaged in fighting the forces of a king, allied with

savages, and sent against the country of our home; and that on this

very expedition we had been engaged in a great many battles with the

Indians, hostile to his people, redeeming their captives, {174} and

punishing their robberies and murders. In distress, and in want of

every thing from the robbery of these hostile Indians, we had taken

refuge in his country, and claimed its protection. We told him we

considered it an unworthy return for such general deportment, and

such particular services to their country, that we should be viewed

as spies, and treated as prisoners. He stopped us in the midst of our

plea, apparently through fear that representations, which must have

carried conviction to his prejudiced mind, might tend to soften his

obdurate heart, and unnerve his purpose towards us. He told us he did

not wish to hear any more of our long speeches, which he considered no

better than lies; for that if we had been true and bona fide citizens

of the United States, we should not have left our country without a

passport, and the certificate of our chief magistrate. We replied

that the laws of our country did not require that honest, common

citizens, should carry passports; that it did not interfere with the

individual business and pursuits of private individuals; that such

persons went abroad and returned unnoted by the government; and in

all well regulated states, sufficiently protected by the proof that

they were citizens of the United States; but that there were in our

country two classes of people, for whom passports were necessary,

slaves and soldiers; that for the slave it was necessary to have one,

to certify that he was travelling with the knowledge and permission of

his master; and for the soldier, to show that he was on furlough, or

otherwise abroad with the permission of his officer. As we spoke this

with emphasis, and firmness, he told us that he had had enough of our

falsehoods, and begged us to be quiet. He ordered us to be remanded to

our prison, and was immediately obeyed.

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