The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1912-10-10

famous Mexican. A person of mix
ed blood is never strong except in
infamy. 1t is inevitable, however
unjust as it may seem that Mexicans
and other mestizos, no matter what
their mixture may be, will always
remain on the same low plane where
they now exist. Education only
makes fools of them, and adds to
their laziness, rather than elevate
them to higher plane, for which it
is intended. What horseman would
think of spending time and money
training colt for the track, with
out pedigree, or unless he had some
defnate assurance that it was blue
blooded? Only fool would COM
pare a blue blooded scotch colley
with mongriel cur, and expect the
same intelligence of the latter.
These plain comparisons are equally
true of the human race.
In Mexico there are few women
Of rare beauty, yet, even in their
beauty there is a strange pathos,
something in the expression of their
dark eyes or their smile that causes
the observer to think that some
time in their lives, perhaps in their
childhood, they had experienced
suffering, had known hunger, or the
lack of human punishment. When
it comes to marriage the average
young Mexican woman shows no
preference either for Mexican or
Chinaman; indeed, If she has a pre-
ference it is probably for the latter
as she knows the Cinnamon will
make her better living than one
of her own race. In proof of this
fact, one has only to note the thous-
ands of Chinaman with Mexican
wives living in that Republic.
Each pay day was marked with
scenes of revelry in Chihuahua.
The police and rural guards were
then overworked corraling drunken
Mexicans and occasionally a few
Americans. Each month McGee
and the Americans with whom he
associated spent their earnings in a
single night, drinking tekila and mez-
cal, or lost it at the gaming tables
of monte and keno.
The effect of mezcal is even worse
than Of absinth. A Mexican s
never really brave until he is well
under the influence of mezcal, then
he has no sense of danger, knows, no
fear; his bravery is foolhardy.
Nowhere on this fair broad earth
is moonlight more beautiful than in
Mexico. The man in despair and
crossed with ill-fortune who looks
out over the vast sea of mountains
Hooded with silver light, forgets his
lost opportunities and shattered
hopes. The massive strength and
grandure of the mountains gives him
strength to continue. even in the
face of i'll fortune.
On evenings at the hotel overlook
ing the city, the superintendent and
} Mr.. Bishop would sit smoking al
one end of the veranda, while the
quartet sang at the other. The clear
tenor voice of Slim Coleman, and
the mellow baratone of Trying Guy
, er's blended in perfect harmony
with the voices of the other mem
bers. When their song had dice
away-from far down the valley
came the tinkling chorus of guitar
J and the long, lingering notes of {
, Mexican song, while family from
the distance came the call of the
, night birds and the howl of hungry
, coyotes. All nature was in tune
, The night wind as it blew from ur
) the canon and gently swayed the
. palms and alamos, sounded in the
; music of the night, like the palpte
, ating cellos of symphony concert
: One evening as Ricardo was pass
ing the American Consulate, he wal
+, surprised to see light in the Office
r which was always closed early il
: the evening. Within he saw the
f consul couversing with the mine
superintendent and the Jefe of Pol
e ice. Because the three men wer
: his friends and prompted by curios
q ity, he stepped within the office
e after a cordial all around han
/ shake, the consul asked him if b
r had seen Mckee in the city. r card
J., replied in the negative but adde
Y that as it was pay day it was safe t