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One night I made camp near the little town
of Chama, and to my surprise, next morning
discovered that I was minus my horse. The
saddle and saddle blankets I had used, one
for a pillow, the other for a bed. I immediately
looked the ground over and come to the con-
clusion that my horse had been stolen. I tracked
the horse quite a distance and returned to camp
that night after a fruitless chase. Next day I
concealed my saddle and blanket and took the
trail, leading in a northerly direction, centering
the great valley of San Fernando de Taos. I
arrived at Taos on the third day, and was told
by the people there that a horse answering my
description was seen the day before entering a
large canyon north of the place. It being late
and a drizzling rain falling, I was advised to
remain over to next morning, which I did. I
started out next morning and soon was on the
trail. Ascending one of the mountains I halted
to drink water, there being a little gathered in
one of the hoof prints I had been following. In
stopping to drink I discovered particles of gold,
evidently washed down from an exposed rock
projecting tv/o feet above the hoof-print. I did
not stop, feeling satisfied that I would soon
have my horse. Crossing the mountain I was
soon at the famous Maxwell land grant, and
encountering several mining camps, no one could
give me information of my horse.
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m an exposed rock
projecting tv/o feet above the hoof-print. I did
not stop, feeling satisfied that I would soon
have my horse. Crossing the mountain I was
soon at the famous Maxwell land grant, and
encountering several mining camps, no one could
give me information of my horse. Then I gave
up the chase, having lost all traces. Descending
one of the lofty peaks I was soon inclosed in a
beautiful canyon which let out to Ute creek.