A MIXED COMPANY.
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sour cavalcade made strange and grotesque
appearance and it was impossible 10 avoid reflect
ing upon our position and composition in this re-
mote solitude, Within two degrees of the Pacific
ocean, already far south Of the latitude Of Monte
roy, and still forced on south by desert on ono
hand and mountain range on'the other; guided by
a civilized Indian, attended by two wild ones from
the Sierra, Chinook from the Colombia, and our
own mixture of American, French, Gcrmon-all
armed; four or five languages heard at once; above
a hundred horses and mules, half wild; American,
Spanish, and Indian dresses and equipments inter
mngIcd-snch was our compositions Our march
was sort Of procession. Scouts ahead aud on


the nanks: front and rear division; tho back ami
mails, baggage, and horned cattle in the contrei
and the whole stretching quarter Of a milo along
our dreary path. In this form we ourneved. look


ing more as # we belonged to Asia thaa to the Uni-
ted States of America.