Even until night all is desert looking. At 5.10 P.M., we are at Albuquerque, and for 40 minutes we stop here. Everyone is out on the low platform or in Fred Wares's wagon cleaning at the Thmps of the Indians. He has lotsy polished front arrow from the petrified forest. Also some Canyon Diablo meteorites. There is a flat sandy sign at Albuquerque and for several miles south of the place are for ten miles north how are irrigated farms They finally end in Indian farms. Most of them appear to be for alfalfa for horses and cattle to provide more food for the range cattle.