The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1899-05-11

make out where, as he had never seen
post with that number of miles
marked on it before
Just then shassetrapanezer Ia tramp
of the lowest order) came along and
Baby asked him what S. F. stood for,
and where it was. "That stands for
San Francisco, one of the finest cities
in the world" he said, and then told him
a wonderful story about the country on
the Pacific coast.
Baby was amazed and made up his
mind to start for that wonderland right
away. Instead of going to Galveston,
he went to Houston, and then to San
Antonio, and after good many hard
ships reached El Paso. Now every
place Baby stopped, he had met lots of
Mexican's, and he had been told by the
cowboys to have nothing to do with
them, as they were.not fit to associate
with. There are four classes of people
that the cowboy has no use for: They
are horse-thieves, Chinaman, Niggers
and Greasers, as he calls the Mexicans.
Some of these he hates and some he
despiseS. The Greaser, he only despises
as creatures that are too lazy and good
for nothing. But how can we blame
them. Don't they come from the land of
Mannana (the land of tomorrow)? So
Baby had become very prejudiced
against them and would not even speak
to them.
You will soon see how he changed
his mind At half-past three B.by got
between the seats of train going to
the coast, from FL Paso. The train
was soon going and he was thinking of
how easy it was to beat a fast train,
when brakeman happened to see his
foot and told the conductor. They
pulled him out and boxed his ears for
him little. The next stop was only a
section house on the desert, and no
trains stopped there, only when they
were tagged, or else to let some one off,
The section men were all Greasers,
and it happened that one of them had
been into town and was coming back
on this train, that is how it came they
put Baby off there. 1t was beginning to
get dark and cold, but Baby had got
such an aversion for the Greasers that
he would not 60 near them. He was
forlorn looking little piece of humanity,
as he sat down beside the main shack
of the Greasers. He did not know
what to do or which way to turn. He
had been thinking of what miserable
cur the conductor was, and cursing
him until he sank down and began to
cry. Just then one of the Mexican's
came and asked him in broken English
to come in, and so he got up and went
in. They gave him his supper and
made warm bed by the stove for him
and gave him tobacco and paper to
make cigarettes with. Next morning
they gave him a good breakfast and
made him understand he would have
to walk fifteen miles to the next station
to catch train.
What contrast between the educated
and bull-headed conductor, who put
him off there on the desert late in the
afternoon, where, the chances were, he
would not be able to get anything to
eat, and would have to walk a long way
before he could catch another train,
and the despised Greaser's, who gave
him supper, bed and breakfast, and
send him on his way with cheerful
words. 1t makes me think of the story
Christ told about the despised but
good Samaritan. AS Baby started on
his long drill, he said to himself: If any
one tells me that the Greaser's are
mean and good for nothing, L will call
them liar, and do my best to back it
up too. MI