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900 JOSE. Several of the latter indolently remained leaning in the entrances, while others, with lassos wound around their muscular arms, slowly sauntered off in the direction of the grazing horses. The animals seemed to comprehend what was in store for them, for at the approach of the first Indian a wild com- ' motion ensued among the herd which seemed to be prevented by an invisible inclosure from scattering | broadcast. <A lasso was circling through the air the next instant, with unerring aim, settling about the neck of one of the animals which, with lamb-like docility, immediately resigned to the guidance of its master. In this manner one lasso upon another went whirling among the herd until the corral was empty, each warrior leading the horse he had cap- tured to his lodge and there tying it, yielding it only room enough to lie down. In the meantime a line of camp-fires had been started, their cheery glow contending with the lingering twilight. In picturesque disorder, soon Indians of every age and sex were moving to and fro, finally separating into isolated groups and squatting around the fires that evidently were intended to serve for the preparation of the evening meal. Baumann had watched all that transpired with unflagging interest, and had ultimately fastened his gaze on a lodge that was situated in the center of the village. While it did not distinguish itself from the rest by any marked indications, yet he observed that three ponies were tethered near the entrance of this tepee, while one squaw, alone, was busying herself at a solitary camp-fire a few feet beyond. He was on the point of turning his attention to other | groups, when his gaze was forcibly re-attracted in the direction of the first. Issuing from the lodge, Eomichooks co im