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he thought he might descend, but on looking before he leaped, he saw it was, a Mexican with a lot of Northern indians who spoke English, on the look out after him - Had to play possum again. After a sufficient time had elapsed, he descended got into the bed of the River waded up it some distance, got out upon some Rocks, so that his trail might not be traced & with a Blanket only, made his way E. toward the Salado, & soon met some of his friends venturing to San Anto - It was generally believed that Vasquez party, was the advanced guard of a larger force that was coming on, & even when many of the Foreign Merchants were told to the contrary, they in their excitement must 'Slope'; Some wre ruined & others put to considerable expense & loss - But some of my Texas friends, have confusion