The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1919-08-08

NYou are going on the platform"
assumed the newspaper man. mo?
Then will you sit with meY
"If you will sit upstairs" scowled
Hardin, II don't want to be dragged
onto the platform"
Down In the orchestra, Black from
the Wistaria was haranguing group
of gesticulating ranchers. Phrases
climbed to the men on the balcony
seats. "Keep their pledges. Promise
makers. Let them look at our crops y
eff Marshall expects to c6erce
those men, l lose my guess. Then he's
no Judge of men," cried Hardin.
@Look at those faces" The floor was
sea of impassioned features.
Something's going to Drop" echoed
Brandon. 6
From the wings, Babcock's inquisi-
tive glasses were seen to sweep the
house. Hardin could catch the sum-
mons Of an excited forefinger to the
/ group unseen. There was minute
of delay. Then Babcock's nervous
toddle carried him onto the stage.
De la Vega followed Babceck.
There was hush of curiosity. The
house did not know who he was. Be
hind him. soldierly, stiff, stalked Mac
Lean. Marshall'S entrance released
the tongues. There was an interval
of confusion on the stage. Babcock,
like restless terrier, was swapping
at the heels Of the party. At last
they were all fussily seated. De la
Vega was given the place of honor.
Marshall, Babcock put on his left,
MacLean on the right.
Babcock raised his staccato gavel.
hush fell on the house. His words
were clipper and sharp.
1 "You have left your blowing to come
here. : You are anxious to hear what
we have to say to you. You cannot
afford to be Indifferent to it. You ac-,
knowledge, by your presence, de-
pendence, q correlation which you
would like to deny. Irrigation means
cooperation, suffering together, strug-
/ Cling together, succeeding together.
| You prefer the old individual, way,
each man for himself. / tell you 1t
1
/ tries, the countries of old-fashioned
rain. You want to hear what we have
| to say to you, the company who saved
the valley, the company you are suing.
But you have also suits against Mex
| leo. There is gentleman here who
has a message from Mexico about
those suits. have the honor, gentle
1 k4 sy,f do In ~
Ladies'" bowed the Mexican. Gen
tlemen, Mr.. Chairman. 1t is with an
appreciation of the honor that ac-
cepted for today the invitation Of Mr..
Marshall to speak before you, to speak
| to you; must tell you first my
| thought as I sat there and looked at
| you, the youth, the flower Of the Amer
lean people. A few years ago, we
were calling this the great Colorado
| desert; now, the world calls 1t the
| dollhouse of America. This theater
is built over the bones of gold-seekers,
who dared death in this dreaded
desert to find what was buried In
those mountains beyond. The man.
1 say, who crossed this desert, took
the hazard of death. 1t was coun.
tryman of mine who piloted, fifteen
years ago, little band of men. across
the desert. Perhaps he camped on
this very spot. It is not impossible
1t is here, perhaps. that ne got his
inspiration. He saw wonderful ter
ritory; he dreamed to quicken it with
the useless waters of the Colorado.
You will all agree that it was Gull
lermo Estrada who dreamed the dream
that has come true; that it was
through him that some of your coun-
.trymen secured their privilege to re-
claim this land. Later, when one of your
countrymen found he could not fulfill
his promise to you, the promise to de-
! liver water to your ranches, he came
to my nation and got permission to cut
into the river on our territory. Most
gladly did Porfirio Diaz grant that
privilege. For that, today, you are
suing him. This, I am told, is your
/ complaint"
His abrupt pause betrayed a con-
fused murmur Of voices. De la Vegas
polite ear tried to differentiate the
phrases. There was tumble of sound.
De la Vega looked inquiringly at Bah
cock, who waved him on.
at has nothing to do with the his
tory, but would like to say in passing
that so assured were your people of
our friendly feeling toward you that
they did not wait to receive permits
sion from Mexico to make the cut.
Your people were in hurry. Your
crops were in danger. First the lack
of water, then too much water dam
Jagged your valley. A few acres"
A voice from the crowd cried out,
"a few acres? Thousands of acres"
Instantly others were on their feet.
thousands of acres. Ruin" One man
was shouting himself apoplectic.
Babcock's gayel sounded sharp
staccato on the table.
Thousands of acres" De la Vega
Twas unruffled. "And more than that.
The valley, it must be remembered,
does not stop at the line. Mexican
lands, too, have been secured by the
action, the result of the action of your
Irrigation company. 1t was mutual"
he paused, and quaint word came to
his need. "a mutual bereavement. It
did not occur to us to accuse you Of
our troubles. Your damage suits panied
and astonished us. But they gave Us
also q suggestion"
4 The rustling and the murmurs sud-
denly ceased. A president hush wait
ed on De la Vega. 'You have been adj