Here and there, along the mountain sides, we caught glimpses of rock exposures, which looked snow-white in the distance.

Between Jilmeca and San Felipe there was a pretty brook, with fine cypresses along the banks, and a suspension bridge of great logs.
Having passed through San Felipe and San Miguel, a pleasant road, through a gorge, brought us to the valley in which Teposcolula lies.

The great convent church, historically interesting, is striking in size and architecture.

The priest, an excellent man, is a pure-blooded Mixtec indian, talking the language as his mother tongue.

With great pride he showed us about the building, which was once a grand Dominican monastery.