I was still very lame and as we started along the walking seemed to make it worse again, so that it was all I could do to follow John on the trail down the valley.

As we went along a man and woman passed us some distance on the left, and they did not seem to notice us, though we were in plain sight.

They were curiously dressed.

The woman had no hoops nor shoes, and a shawl wound about her neck and one end thrown over her head, was a substitute bonnet.

The man had sandals on his feet, with white cotton pants, a calico shirt, and a wide rimmed, comical, snuff-colored hat.