The journey and excursions in Mexico which have originated the narrative and remarks contained in this volume were made in the months of March, April, May, and June of 1856, for the most part on horseback.
At sunset we are rattling through the streets of the little town of Cordova.
We are at last on the high lands of Mexico, the districts which at least three different races have chosen to settle in, neglecting the fertile country below.
If you are a married man resident in Cuba, you cannot get a passport to go to the next town without your wife's permission in writing.
One step outside the gate, and we are among the sand-hills that stretch for miles and miles round Vera Cruz.