He was the majordomo in charge of the church property.

He had expected that the priest would make his visit to the pueblo on that day, and had so announced it to the people; the pious parishioners looked forward, with interest, to the coming of the _padre_.

When the day passed, however, and the priest failed to appear, one of the more religious felt so outraged that he had broken open the head of the majordomo with a club, on account of his disappointment.

We told the poor fellow to go home and let his wife clean him up and change his clothing, promising that, if he died, his assailant should be punished.

That evening there was a little moonlight at Chicuhuastla, the only time during our stay.