TRAVELS IN MEXICO.
There were in all about three hundred and eighty captives, but forty of whom were, or ever had been, warriors; among them were several chiefs who had been famous, but who, from age or incapacity, no longer had influence with the tribe. One of these, named Loco, or Old Crazy, was once a famous leader, but is now a pitiful old man, with shrunken and palsied limbs, and so poor that he even sold his neck-ornaments, his tweezers for picking out the superflu-
ous hairs on his face, and his brass earrings, for a little silver. But he was an exception to the others, who were fat, saucy, and rich beyond the dreams of Indian avarice. The others figuring as chiefs were Chato, Bonito, Geronimo, Nachez, and Nana, who were engaged all day in playing a peculiar game with long poles and hoops. The whole band was well supplied with money: gold, silver, greenbacks, and fractional currency of Chihuahua, amounting, it was thought, to a sum not less than $5,000, as when captured they had over one hundred ponies laden with plunder, not only cloths, saddles,
