The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1916-04-16
FARMERS ARE BUSY 2s v. n, A.
PLANTING THE CROPS Il
OVER THE COUNTRY
and no one could tell what horrors
My husband stepped behind a pillar
and began to shoot ls,so'S

and began to shoot l'asso :"
Her Husband. Slain.
zone Mexican fell dead. Another
dropped to- the ground badly wounded
At this some Of the men mounted a.
IL to ride away, but in that instant q
bullet struck my husband and he fell
instantly killed. The firing ceased and
!, hiding in the house with my chih
dren, guessed what had happened. A
moment later I heard the 'clanking OF
spurs over the floors and knew that
the men were in the house.
"They found me in few moments
and dragged me into the main living
room. The place was crowded with
the bandits. The one who had been
wounded pushed his way through the
others and raised the butt Of his rife
to strike my little boy, who stood al
my side. snatched him away, but
not too soon. The blow which had
been aimed for his head fell on his
arm and broke It. - 4
II begged the leaders to let me 60
but they would not. They began a
Systematic search Of the house. The
shelves were swept clean OF crockery
pictures were torn from the walls
furniture was smashed, the bed pill
lows and mattresses were SIT open
and emptied onto the floor. Angered
because they codld find no money
we had iione-one OF the men seized
my hand and tore the wedding ring
from my finger. It rolled to the floor
amid the debris. and two Of the BAN
dts fought for its possession like
two dogs for bone. @ 20 ''1
Finally /, persuaded General Mo
limo, who was one of the leaders, to
let me 50. II 1t had not been for my
8 year old little girl. who was cry:
ing in my, arms, ! do not believe he
would have, made that concession
There is only one thing that will move
a Mexican to mercy-it Is the sight
Of a crying child. ~
Couldn't Embrace Body.
I'VE ran from the house and into the
hills. had no idea Of direction. Ny
one purpose was to. get away, I had
sought as / left to embrace my hus-
bands body as It lay across the thresh-
old, but ! was warned that would
be shot II 4 attempted to. sl.s
Il hid among the trees with my three
children for an hour, or so, when, q
Mexican peon, came to. me and offered
shelter in his house. accepted It
and there l hid for, two. days while
the Zapatistas continued their maraud-
ing and looting. But 1t was an i'm
possible situation, The peon who had
housed me discovered that was "a
be killed. SO there was nothing to dc
but dee. With the children ] walked
to a ranch house some five miles away,
There ] prevailed ON the, owner "a
supply me with, Q small donkey and
two poems as guides. a. ..-'
.As we left the house on our three
days walking trip to the railroad the
body Of the man who. had killed my
husband was brought in. He had at
tempted to steal the wife Of q peon
who had stabbed him in the back.
THE trip to Tenango del Vale was
filled with hardships. We continually
had to seek cover in the bush to es.
cape marauding parties of Zapatistis
Even the clothes on ones back were
not safe. One Of the poems carried my
8 year old gtrl on his back. My little
boy aud girl. tie boy II years and the
girl 8, took turns riding the donkey
We had nothing to eat but Corn meal
cakes and were forced to lie on the
ground at might without covering
That Is Mrs. Henry's story. When
she reached Mexico City She, contract.
ed typhus and for d time was In a: hos.
!pltal, Ugep her recovery she collect