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to Gaudalajara, accompanied by one of the sons of my hos- pitable friend, where, after giving myself and horse a few days* rest, returned for them.
"The first thing after my arrival at Gaudalajara was to find my two runaway companions, and make search for the two villains who had robbed me of the horse and his valuable bur- den. Among the foreigners residing and doing business in that city were Terry and Sullivan, two of my countrymen. My first call was upon them. . . . Mr. Terry . . . said that a foreigner but a few days in the place had sold him a gun. He brought it forward, and it was the identical gun stolen. 'We will go,' said he, 'and see the man ; I know where he quar- ters.' Foster, at the first sight of me, seemed agitated and turned pale. Terry demanded of him the return of the twenty dollars paid for the gun. Foster replied, 'It is mostly gone to meet expenses.' He was told if he did not return it, he should be put where the dogs would not bite him. He handed Terry twelve dollars, sa)dng, 'This is all I have.' I then said to Fos- ter, 'You must immediately leave the place, and leave me for- ever, or I will commit you to the hands of the public authority as being a felon, a robber and the chief of rascals.' 'I will leave,' replied he, 'for San Bias, and there go on board the first vessel for the Sandwich Islands.' And he did leave, and so also did Frederick, but not until he had taken the tongue from the mouth of my best mule and ruined that noble and valuable animal. The gun and tent were restored to me ; but a cane, a present by Mr. Jewett, a countryman and friend residing at Jalapa, was lost." From Gaudalajara Kelley went to San Bias on the Pacific coast.**
Before leaving Gaudalajara, however, he called upon Rich- ard M. Jones, a son-in-law of Joseph Lancaster, who was principal of the state institute in which the instruction was conducted according to the Lancastrain method. Having ob- served the workings of this system in Philadelphia, Kelley
1 1 S^ttUnuni of Oregon, 42-50. Fotter went 00 to the Sandwich Islands and thence to Monterey, where he was drowned. "Here was an end of another of my mad pursuers," obsenred Kelley. — ^Ibid., SJ-j.
