CHAPTER XLVIL.
Deceit of my Interpreter--Indians Apply for Baptism--Some True-Hearted Natives Receive the Ordinance--Help Given on our Ditch by the Pimas and Maricopas--The U. S. Agent Forbids my Interfering with the Indians
Deceit of my Interpreter--Indians Apply for Baptism--Some True-Hearted Natives Receive the Ordinance--Help Given on our Ditch by the Pimas and Maricopas--The U. S. Agent Forbids my Interfering with the Indians