Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1920-07-10

thcy hdu IeiHUVeu rails ana Dy Durn
Ing had twisted them. We laid ney
ones on new ties and proceeded. WheI
we reached Rodriguez, IS miles from
Laredo, 1t was seven o'clock. Their
we found an engine which had beer
derailed and overturned the day be
fore. 1t had righted itself, and 1
hooked onto our train and took 1t bacl
north, our engine and tank car con
tinuing south.
l climbed on the narrow platform II
the rear of the tank car and we went
on.
we reached Lampasos at nine. !
was Immediately surrounded by arm.
ed rebels In bewildering variety OF
raiment and escorted before Gen. Juan
M. Garcia, governor-elect Of Neuvo
Leon and commandment of the army OF
the North.
MY letter from Borquez produced the
proper effect and I was told I might
go south on the military train at
dawn.
There were no hotels nor restau.
rants, and | was famished. The town
Is five miles from the station. saw
lighted doorway several hundred
yards away. went over, found some
women, and asked for food and sh~l-
ter.
tits American--and Younq."
The women held lantern up to my
face and, exclaiming In Spanish, ITS
an American, and young" they said
they would do their best.
BY the light Of smoky lantern they
prepared and gave me the starboard
thigh of a young goat boiled in grease,
onions, and chill hotter than the hinges
OF the inferno. l gobbled it down with
the appetite of starved coyote and
ate several fiat cakes of corn pone
and drank a glass of goats milk
Meanwhile wrinkled withered old
relic of nine matrimonial engagements
land willing to go further--had pre-
pared the war correspondents couch.
This consisted of one blanket spread
on narrow sidewalk outside the
house. l looked it over and scratched
my head, in which the ''young visitors
already had found breeding place.
His Bed Chamber Furnished.
l asked for a pillow and they gave
me a small sack of corn in a pillow
slip.
asked for a sheet and they gave
me tablecloth. gave up-took off
the Bill Hart puttees and shoes and
lay down.
Just as ! was about to doze off I
was startled by wild fusillade at
the station. The women screamed and
I rolled into a nearby gut
ter. 1t turned out to be only rebels
at their third bottle of mezcal. / dozed
off, only to be reawakened by "cabal-
Tito de gas"--a little horse Of gasoline
las the Mexicans call a railroad We
Iocipede.
EEL consul Amerlcanow screamed
several rebels.
l dressed and rushed over to meet |
Randolph Robertson, the liveliest wire
IN the American consular service in
Mexico. He has taken dozens Of Amer |
cans and British out since the last
.r0uble began. He has smoothed over |
| dozen causes Of war" in the last
.wo years. His station at Neuvo
Laredo has more friends than any In
Mexico.
He was bringing In two Americans.
rhey ate fried goat and went on north.
md returned to bed and to sleep at |
welve. with the stars close down over
ny bed.
Breakfast Is Served.
One of the native women Weakened
ne at five with cupful Of coffee
placed on the sidewalk by my pillow.
turned to get a cigarette and turned
Jack to find the family parrot perched
IN the rim Of the cup drinking my cof-
ZEE and swearing at me fluently in
lanrasos Spanish.
At noon the military train with Cen
raj Garcia started for Monterey He
indy consented to let me ride.
rawled In the caboose and went to
where the first passenger
rom the North In ten days overlook
IS and we switched, arriving here at
we with Robertson, who is on his
fifth trip guarding American interests
nd who is taking this message North.
On both sides Of the road for hun
red miles to here are evidences Of
en- years revolutions distractions.
Iouses have been burned, fields are In
yeeds, there are no cattle, no land is
people are apathetic, dumb.
azed, and hopeless.
But all have hope In this new crowd.
aging, III they cannot straighten II
ut, who is leftT The answer Is, mo-
ody OF Mexican blood.