Then, as we passed the spick and span concrete façade of the Patronal Church of St. Francis, with its rear of burned brick: "This is the direct descendent of the old Mission," I told him, "the first Parish Church of San Francisco.

According to the custom by which, when the last male descendent of a noble family died, his sword, helmet, and shield, were buried with him.] [Footnote 49: This frequently occurred.