The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1910-11-15
PITCHED BATTLE IS.
NOT A BIT OF LOVE LOST
WHERE TEX AND MEX LIVE

Ell PASO, Tex, Nov. 10
This Is the town where the peon,
who comes over here from Ciudad
Juarez to work, says:
'Tf it weren't for Texas, we
could whip the United States"
But when long, lean Texan
cowboy, rancher, merchant or
banker-meets a Mex, the Mex
does not cross his fingers and hiss
(the death signaD, for the Texan
says that one Texan can clean up
10 peons-and the poems believe
It!
The hombre fears the Lone Star
state man, and the Lone Star
state man feels contempt for the
peon.
And so, while the Mexicans
were rioting against Americans
In the City of Mexico and other
wise showing anger over little
matter of lynching a Mex in Texas
there was not a peep from the
poems in these parts. They were
laying extremely low, indeed.
In Mexico City-which is well
filled with Americans, who run
banks and railroads and news
papers and the BEST shops-not
an American is afraid.
In fact, the people of the Amer
lean North and West and North
west are probably more excited
today about the flag-stamping
stunt that occurred in Mexico
City, than the Americans who are
on the scene-but not half so
mad.
No Love Lost.
An American, particularly a
Texan, loves a Mexican just about
as much as a mocking bird loves
a rattlesnake.
And the Mexican peon is just
as wary of the Texan as the bird
is of the snake.
Mexicans often kill Americans
along the border-but the Ameri-
can always gets it in the BACK.
Never, never did a Mex stab
Gringo with his long handy knife
from the front.
The Texas gun is quicker than
the Mexican knife although it
must be said that the Mexican
knife is very quick indeed. The
peon carries his long knife inside
his dirty shirt at the back of his
neck, and with a quick move of
the hand he soon has the sharp
pointed blade ready for business.
Then, held as he holds it, with
the butt end of the dirk against
the palm of his hand, he can
~ drive it clean through a man
and he always twists it after it
has entered, OF make sure that
the Gringo Is dead, dead, dead.
Live on Sugar Cane.
A Mexican (American defini-
tion) is a greaser first, last and
all the time. And greasers are
no good. They will not work; (;
they drink too much tequilla and
mescal, and smoke too many
brown cigarets. Rather than
work to earn good grub, a Mex
lean will subsist on sugar cane,
and thousands of them may be
seen throughout the Diaz repub-
Tic carrying five-foot-long pieces
of cane in their hands, which they
suck, alternating the sweet stuff
with puffs from their vile Gig
arets.
An American (Mexican defini-
3 tion) is Gringo who thinks he
is a lot better than we are-and
he will always think so unless we
break the strings TO his banjo.
He can shoot straight and he is
pretty brave-but he hasn't all
the bravery in the world, and
some day we will show him!
While Texan, a border man,
is genuinely courteout to women,
he is not so very careful about
the way he treats the Mexican
senorita (miss), no matter how
big or black her eyes; and he is
very careless about the way he
treats the Mexican sonora (Mrs. }.
His wide-brimmed hat does not
sweep the ground when he meets
the poems wife or daughter.
Beautiful Senoritas?
Neither will the American meet
with success who goes to Mexico
expecting to find beautiful, grace
full senoritas languishing behind
barred windows, mantillas wrap
ped about their pretty black
heads, and lazily waving ivory
handled fans to and fro. If they
exist, these wonderful senoritas,
they are Kept out of-sight.
More often the Mexican woman
is found smoking a cigaret, and
with her teeth stained and her
fingers made even browner than
nature made them, which Is say
ing nd a little formany of
them are hard to. tell from full
blooded cullud folks.
Mexico is the land of romance
jim fiction.