Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1914-07-22


as soup-plates.
AS they left the broad plain and
sclambered up over the back Of 3 noun
lain they passed Indian houses, brush
built and matched with long. coarse
grasses, and BY the 1res the women
( ground corn on stone metates as their
ancestors had done before the fall.
For in Mexico there ( two peoples.
the Spaniards and the natives, and the
Indians still remember the days when.
they were free.
u was through such . Land that Phil
and Hooker rode on their gallant
ponies, leading pack-animal well.
loaded with supplies from the north.
and as the. people gazed from their
miserable novels and saw their OUTFIT;
they wondered at their wealth. *saSs
But IL they were moved to envy. the
bulk Of g heavy pistol. showing through
the swell odf sachsc coat. discouraged
,themsfrom going farther and the cold.
searching, look OF the tall cowboyias
;hesambled past stayed In their mem-
DRY long afterSfthe pleasant "Adios!"
OF De LanceyS had been forgotten.
Americans were scarce Ii those
days, andSwhat fewScame by were nd
ling to the north. How bold, then, mhst
this big maj be who rode In front
and certainly he had some great re-
ward before him, to risk 3such9a horse
among the revoltosos! SO reasoned
the simple-minded natives Of the noun.
Itains; gazing In admiration at Copper
Bottom. and for that look in their eyes
Bud returned his forbidding stare.
1 There Is something about q good
horse that fascinates the average lex
,ican-perhaps because they breed the
finest themselves and arefin alposttion
to judge-but Hooker had developed :
romantic attachment for his trim little
chestnut mount and he resented their
swide7eyed gapings q q lover resents
Sxlances ct his lady..ssThis. and frontier;
Eeducatisn, rendered him short.spoken.
and gruff with the p~aisanos and it was
left to; the cavalier Delaney to do
the courtesies Of the5Sroad. u
/ As the second day wore on they
dipped down into q rockyscanyon. with
huge cliffs OF red and yellow sandstone.
glowing in the fslsnting sun. and soon.
they broke out Into q marrow valley.
well wooded with sycamores and mes
quits and giant blackberry trees. s}ss
The $shrill toots OF q dummy engine
came suddenly from down below and
70 mantle OF black smoke rose males.
tically against the sky-then. at q turn
Of the trail. they topped the last hill
and Fortuna lay before them. s
In that one moment they were set
back again fifty miles--clear back
across the ine-for Fortuna was
American, from the power-house on
the creek bank to the mammoth con-
centrator on the hill.
Al the buildings were Of stone.
square and uniform. First . central
plaza. fanked with offices and ware
houses; then behind them barracks
and lodging houses and trim cottages
in orderly rows; and over across the
canyon doomed the huge bulk Of the mill
and the concentrator with its aerial
tramwayt and endless row Of gliding
buckets II IS
Only on the lower hills. where the
rough country rock cropped up and
nature was at its worst, only there did
the real Mexico creep in and assert it.
self In a crude huddle Of half-Indian
huts the dwellings, OF the care-free M
tives. 81 GtI,5E,&5
Well, by 1ove!" exclaimed De Ian.
coy, surveying the scene with an ap'
praising eye. this doesn't look very
much like Mexico-or a revolution
either! II q
mo, it don't" admitted Bud; EVERY
thing running full blast, too. Look at
that ore train coming around the
hill!"" D
Gee, what burg!" raved Phil:
.say, there's some class to this-what!
II l mistake not, wen be able to ind Z
few 4congenial spirits here to- help u
spend u money. Talk about q com
pany5town! I'll bet you their barroon
IL full Of Americans. There's the cor
raj down below-let's ride by ant
leave our horses and see what's thu
price Of drinks. They can't ffeeze me
Whatever 1t is-we doubled our none,
At the line" d.. =,