It was the _jefe_ of the next district--Juxtlahuaca--with a guard of six mounted men.

Apparently a pleasant fellow, he was at the moment excited over a recent disturbance in his district.

In an attempt which he had made to adjust a certain difficulty, he and his guard had been fired on and stones thrown from the height above them, by the people of the pueblo.

One of his companions died from the effect of the attack.

The officer plainly feared an outbreak or uprising, and was nervous and uneasy, though Don Guillermo assured him that in his house there was absolutely no danger.
Finally, we quieted down and all went to bed, we with the intention of an early start the next morning.
[Illustration: AT WORK; MEASURING] [Illustration: AT WORK; BUST MAKING] After an uneasy night, I awoke about five o'clock.