The L'Anse sentinel., 1919-05-16


| 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. am told, is your
complaint"
His abrupt pause betrayed con-
fused murmur of voices. De la Vegas
polite ear tried to differentiate the
phrases. There was tumble of sound.
De la Vega looked inQulringly ut Bah
cock, who waved him on.
at has nothing 70 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 permis-
sion from Mexico to make the cut.
Your people were In a hurry. Your
crops were in danger. First the lack
of water, then too much water dam
aged 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 gavel sounded a sharp
staccato on the table.
thousands Of acres" De Ia Vega
was unruflled. "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. 1t
did not occur to us to accuse You of
our troubles. Your damage suits panied
and astonished us. But they gave us
also suggestion"
The rustling and the murmurs sud
denly ceased. A prescient hush wait
ed on De In Vega. "You have been ad-
vised to sue US. To sue us for giving
you that concession. Therefore, the
only answer is for us to withdraw that
concession! You accuse us, for CIV
ing it to you. That concession Is val
liable. What else can we do? Before
your damage suits were filed, we were
approached by others for the same
privilege. If you do not withdraw
your suits, my nation sends word to
you that you may not take water from
the Colorado river through Mexican
soil. You will not be without water
probably long; I have said that con-
cession Is valuable! Other arrange
ments will probably be made SO that
the valley will be given water. / would
like to take your answer to my govern
ment."
1t was several seconds before the
house got its breath. The import Of
the diplomats words was astounding.
Barton got to his feet, yelling with his
great bass voice, "Betrayedw His
shrunken finger indicated youth with
"R. s." in black letters on his collar.
"The valley has been betrayed"
In the balcony, the uproar was deaf
ening. Around Hardin and Brandon
words were thudding like bullets.
Reclamation Service" "That's their
game" "The concessionw "Tbey
won't get It." Betrayed. We are be-
trayed."
Downstairs. Babcock's gavel raped
unheard. Behind the excited figure
welding the stick, sat Marshall, his
unreadable, sweet smile on his face.
His eyes were on Babcock, who was
vainly clamoring for order. program
that meeting"
! Hollister was trying to make him.
self heard to Barton over two rows of
seatr, but his voice was like child's
; on an ocean beach. Barton was sur
rounded by eager anxious men. The
audience had split into circles OF
haranguing centers. 1t was impossible
to get attention. Hardin could see Mar
shall pull Babcock by the tails Of his
coat. Unwillingly. he could see Bab-
cock allow the crowd five minutes by
his consulted watch. Then again, the
gavel danced on the table. Marshall
was still smiling. Babcock's shrill
voice split the din. "Order." The
. ocean of voices swallowed him again.
I'VE won't let them in," Grace was
believing. "the valley won't stand for
! It."
'Take your medicine" thundered
the big organ Of Barton. II warned
!; you. Imperial valley"
Betrayal" groaned the crowd.
Down in the orchestra, Barton was
holding hurry-up meeting Of the wa,
, ter companies. De la Vega had
, stepped back and was consulting with
, Tod Marshall.
: Babcock pulled out his watch, his
gavel calling for attention. This time
he was heard.
De In Vega approached the foot
, lights, a questioning look on his face.
!, "We ask for a little time," began
. Barton. Instantly the house was on
! its feet. "withdraw the suits. Give
him your answer. Give him our an
/ swer. We don't want the Service. The
valley don't want the Service. With
draw the suits"
. Barton's moon face looked troubled.
] 1--WE can't answer for all the ranchers."
J. "Yes, you can." screamed Grace,
; jumping up and down like Daboon.
IF you don't. I'll answer for them.
J Don't you see, it's trick2 It's a