"The Mexican officer in command treated us with great consideration.

We were in the main part of the hotel, the wooden building.

The Mexican officer told us that his men were going to occupy the roof as a military necessity, and that there would be fighting.

He assured us that we would be safer in the annex, and escorted us here." "Where is that officer now ?" asked Trent, promptly.

"I would like to shake hands with him." "I am afraid you would have to travel inside the Mexican lines," said another woman.