Among the Pueblo Indians . m a deep red to lighter red andwhite, then into the greenish tint of the rocks thatcrop out here and there on the surface of the hills. In many places in the sides of the caiion were largecircular indentations, made at a time when the bed ofthe stream was much higher than it is to-day, andwhen a greater amount of water, constantly flowing,caused large boulders to grind these whirl-holes inthe hard, solid rocks. Leaving the caiion, the road goes over the hills, andalong the roadside are mounds of sand, wdiich showby the deep cuts and gullies in them that in timethey w
Among the Pueblo Indians . m a deep red to lighter red andwhite, then into the greenish tint of the rocks thatcrop out here and there on the surface of the hills. In many places in the sides of the caiion were largecircular indentations, made at a time when the bed ofthe stream was much higher than it is to-day, andwhen a greater amount of water, constantly flowing,caused large boulders to grind these whirl-holes inthe hard, solid rocks. Leaving the caiion, the road goes over the hills, andalong the roadside are mounds of sand, wdiich showby the deep cuts and gullies in them that in timethey will be entirely washed away by heavy rainfallsthat frequently occur in the vicinity. From the topof one of these hills, the river again came in sight,and beside it, like an oasis in a desert, lay the littletown of Cieneguiella, in a fertile valley of green fieldsand gardens. From Cieneguiella we ascended to the mesa, five hundred feet above the town, and started over the wide plain bounded by distant mountains. Through 146. FATHER AND SON. dfioin Santa jfc to uaos. the centre of this vast level plain the cafion contain-ing the Rio Grande penetrates, cutting deeply forhundreds of feet below the surface. At the sharpturns and curves of the canon, the course of the river,which looked like a thread, could be traced. Another storm approached, travelling in a mass,and apparently following the course of the it reached us, however, the cloud burst andemptied its contents into the river below. As we neared Taos the country became mountain-ous again. The hills were covered with sage bushes,and cedars of a much larger growth than those in thelower country grew side by side with them. Wewere fully eight thousand feet above the level of thesea, and could clearly distinguish the timber line onthe mountains around us. Just before sundown we drove through the townof Ranches de Taos, by the old church built over ahundred years ago, then on three miles farther intoTaos; and as the
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