ever saw, representing Christ, the apostles and angels. I went all
through the village and, for the first time in my life, I had a view
of the white Indians called Albinos. Their hair, face and limbs
were nearly as white as milk, much whiter than any Americans. I met
with many who had been baptized and they were very glad to see me.
They had 2000 acres of corn, looking well without irrigation. XOn the
day following, we visited their bvillage at their farm clalled Fish
Springs. I was here introduced to Brother Juan Boulista (John Bap-
tist), the first man baptized in the Zunie nation by A. M. Tenney.
His son's wife was the most handsome woman I ever saw of the Indian
race; had a beautiful child, nearly white. I went through their
wheat fields, which they were ciutting with sickles. We visited sev-
eral ruins of the ancient inhabitants; some of the outside walls of
stone were standing some eight feet high. On Sunday evening, the
25th, we held a meeting in a village of the Lagoonies, called Mosita
Negra. We had an interesting talk with the Governor of the place
(Jose Carido) and the spiritual advisor (Lorenzo Coreo) and both
wanted a meeting, and they called the people together, men, women and
children. We opened by singing and prayer and Brother Tenney spoke
to them in Spanish thirty minutes. I spoke a short time. Brother
Tenney interpreted and we dismissed, thinking we had kept them long
enough. As soon as we dismissed, a Nephite arose, full of the
Spirit of the Lord, and said, "Friends, why do you dismiss us and
leave us in this way. This is the first time we have heard of our
forefathers and the Gospel, and the things we have looked for from
the traditions of our fathers. If our wives and children are weary,
let them go home; we want to hear more. We want you to taklk all
night, do not leave us so." This speech raised me to my feet and

ever saw, representing Christ, the apostles and angels. I went all through the village and, for the first time in my life, I had a view of the white Indians called Albinos. Their hair, face and limbs were nearly as white as milk, much whiter than any Americans. I met with many who had been baptized and they were very glad to see me. They had 2000 acres of corn, looking well without irrigation.On the day following, we visited theirvillage at their farm called Fish Springs. I was here introduced to Brother Juan Boulista (John Baptist), the first man baptized in the Zunie nation by A. M. Tenney. His son's wife was the most handsome woman I ever saw of the Indian race; had a beautiful child, nearly white. I went through their wheat fields, which they were cutting with sickles. We visited several ruins of the ancient inhabitants; some of the outside walls of stone were standing some eight feet high. On Sunday evening, the 25th, we held a meeting in a village of the Lagoonies, called Mosita Negra. We had an interesting talk with the Governor of the place (Jose Carido) and the spiritual advisor (Lorenzo Coreo) and both wanted a meeting, and they called the people together, men, women and children. We opened by singing and prayer and Brother Tenney spoke to them in Spanish thirty minutes. I spoke a short time. Brother Tenney interpreted and we dismissed, thinking we had kept them long enough. As soon as we dismissed, a Nephite arose, full of the Spirit of the Lord, and said, "Friends, why do you dismiss us and leave us in this way. This is the first time we have heard of our forefathers and the Gospel, and the things we have looked for from the traditions of our fathers. If our wives and children are weary, let them go home; we want to hear more. We want you to talk all night, do not leave us so." This speech raised me to my feet and