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Updated: June 27, 2025
Our progress was slow, and it was generally sunrise before we reached the spring. The steps of the carreta were so low that we could climb in or out without stopping the oxen. The watchful mother guided the whole party, seeing that none strayed too far after flowers, or loitered too long.
The plain is watered by several arroyos, skirted with timber, generally the evergreen oak. We met this morning a Californian carreta, or travelling-cart, freighted with women and children, bound on a pleasure excursion. The carreta is the rudest specimen of the wheeled vehicle I have seen.
Don Juan was not afraid to spend money, and he had no reason on that occasion, with fifty onzas of clear gain in his pocket a fact that by no means sat easily on the mind of the Comandante. The latter was observed, with a clouded countenance, strolling around, occasionally approaching the carreta, and glancing somewhat rudely towards the group.
"Pshaw, sister! don't shame me before the people come to mother! hear what she will say. I warrant she won't regard it." And, so saying, the cibolero rode up to the carreta, followed by his sister. Poor Rosita! Eyes gleamed upon you at that moment that saw you for the first time eyes in whose dark orbs lay an expression that boded you no good.
A rude hammock was improvised and slung beneath the canvas cover of the carreta, and, placed within it, Loving was made as comfortable as possible. After a nine days' forced march, made chiefly by night, the Mexicans brought their crazy old carreta safely into the post.
He shuffled off to order refreshments, and returned in time to disburden the carreta of Dona Ignacia no mean feat volubly delighted in the visit and the gossip it portended. But as he offered his arm to lead her into the sala, she pushed him aside and pointed to Concha, who had sprung to the ground unassisted.
Antonio, on first perceiving the object, called his master's attention to it, and both now gazed over the box of the carreta, scanning it as well as the grey light would permit them. As this became brighter, the object was seen more distinctly, while at each moment the curiosity of the ciboleros increased.
We had supposed that two persons and part of the luggage would go in each of the carts, and never thought of carrying food enough to last four oxen eight days. Crowding four people into our carreta made it impossible to lie down in comfort. Still, such is the custom of the country, and we submitted. During the day we heard a woman crying in a house.
As soon as the two were seated upon the bunches of dry "zacato" thrown into the carreta for this purpose, the driver goaded his oxen and moved off. The vehicle, after passing out of the chapparal path, took the main road leading to the lower settlements of the valley.
As Roblado spoke, Carlos and his sister had moved forward to the carreta which held their aged mother, and were soon in conversation with her. The Comandante and his captain, as well as a large number of the spectators, followed, and crowded around to listen. "She wants to persuade me against it, mother," Carlos was heard to say. He had already communicated his design.
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