Imperial Valley press. (El Centro, Calif.) 1907-current, 1913-12-31

pld(S lldS III lliSBSN lilS Will oiiN
with ticket transportation from -
to - which cost S. from funds
placed with him by the department of
state of the United States to defray
the cost of my transportation to -
or as temporary relief while in Mex
leo. My reason for leaving Mexico
is . am employed by -.
am unable at the present time to Sc
cure funds from relatives or friends.
This statement is made to secure re-
lief.
But there are two sides to this refu-
geeing business There was time, it
will be remembered, when the United
States had no eXtradition laws with
Mexico and the American fleeing from
Justice in his home land rushed to
Mexico. There are some of him here
yet. 1t may prove warm for him here,
he knows. but it will probably prove
warmer for him back home. So he
remains. You can't tell this sort of
"stayer," as Americans who won't go
home are called, from the "stayer"
who is sticking by his business simply
because it is a rule of his life that
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of these stayers are successful bust
ness men; others are hangers on in
the various sporting establishments
in Mexican cities. The "stayers" Of
this latter type took instant and in
sistent advantage of the offer of
Uncle Sam to give them money and
tickets to go home. They were the
first to rush to the consular offices.
The most of them sold their free
tickets and spent Uncle Sans money
in the cantinas and gambling houses
of Mexico. Some of them had the
nerve to go back to certain consJ's
second time. explaining that they Rad
been taken i'll and been forced to dis
pose of their tickets and money. It's
safe to say that no American has been
able to graft" a second ticket home
Up in Chihuahua, in the very heart
of the rebel district, where federals
rule one day and the rebels the next
and where every change means a
corpse strewn street, there lives an
American who hasn't moved and wort
move. His consort is a Mexican girl
and they have three children that are
famous throughout the mining district
for their beauty.
81 can't go back" he explained to
the last little knot of Americans to
leave. But We'll stand all the ev-
penses of moving your family" they
offered. Thank you, very much ,
he said. I'm afraid III have to stay
here AMI Gee it out"
He is a Harvard man, the refugee
miners say; more than that, and the
fact that he's a fine strong man, with
some mistake in the past, they know
nothing In Mexico in these days you
don't ask about a mans past. Why
man is "stayer" is his own bust
ness.
Another American who won't flee
from Mexico, no matter what happens,
is a little doctor who has made him
self very rich up along the northern
border. The story the refugee Ameri-
cans tell about him is thirty years
old, and he's a gray haired old man
who'd probably like to go back to
the United States and spend his days
in peace, if he could.
The story is that he lived in
certain large American city and that
one day while he was travelling in
transcontinental train along the boun-
Diary between the United States and
Mexico the train was wrecked, and
then took fire. The little doctor was
missing. His wife put in claim for
his life insurance, $4,000. The in
surance company could not prove that
MS body was not among the charred
and unidentified corpses and the wife
got the money. A few weeks later
she went to a certain Mexican town
near the border, only short distance
from the scene of the wreck, and met
her husband, whole and sound. They
started life anew and built up small
fortune, but it is one they cannot en-
Joy in the United States.
The rebels had cleaned one man out
over night and left him only money
enough TO get to Mexico City. He
had been used to having plenty of
money and one Of his practices was
to buy a ticket in each monthly gov
eminent lottery. One of these tick
cts was in a pocket Of his only suit
when he entered Mrs. Porter's hotel
in Mexico City. Let me put mere,
will you?" he asked that good dame.
"I'l get some refugee money from
the American consul 10 pay you. All
I've got now is lottery ticket" Lets
see the ticket" said Mrs. Porter, who
knows a good deal about the lotteries.
He fshed out the crumpled bit of
tissue paper "You can stay in this
hotel $4,000 WORTH" said Mrs. Porter
calmly. He didn't know how to draw
the money, 50 Mrs. Porter went with
him to the headquarters of the ma
tional lottery and saw clerk hand
ten packets Of $1,000 each Mexican
money! TO the penniless man. "Me
for Chicago" he declared. He's on his
way there now. He said his name was
Albert Dwingingham and that Chi
cago was his home.