The Arvada enterprise., 1921-12-01
"SAINT" WAS FED
Traveller Found His Glass Eye a
Meal Ticket.
Mountain Hisxieans Could Only Reason
4 That Possession Of Crystal De-
noted . Holy Man.

noted holy Man.
l was sitting In the pretty little
plaza ut Oaxaca, Mexico, enjoying the
refreshing breeze that blew in from
The plains, Of Militia and listening to
he music Of the military band. My
nearest companion on the long bench
was an old mining mun by the name
Of Foster Scurlock. He had trampetl
the bare, brown hills Of Mexico from
gulf to ocean and In the course Of his
wanderings he had seen much Of the
rougher side Of life. As we sat near
bright electric light l could see the
sleam reflected In his right eye which
vas Of glass.
Were you ever over along the Pa.
cific?" he asked of me.
l answered that had been down
at ManzanIflO. near Colima.
Il mean further up the coast, above
San Bias. up through Sinaloa and
Sonora. It's half-civilized In most
parts Of the state Of ColIma, but take
1t further up and pretty well inland
and you can just about ride for day,
without seeing living soul.
Il was through there three year.
ago, on the lookout for something tC
turn up. Nothing but long strips OF
sand and endless ridges Of mountains
with here and there a little mesquite
brusl, thrown In for decoration. Tn
not much for luxurles, hut can stant
good tree to rest under ut noon ant
n cool. fresh spring to water from.
"The natives were as wild as deer
Whenever would come to one ol
their villages, nine-tenths Of then
would hide In the bushes or scOOt of
like rabbits to the mountains. Nv,
stayed all night In one Of their ricket,
huts without seeing or hearing one o
them. In such state Of affairs 1t wai
serious matter to get anything t,
eat.
Zone day In August remember es
pecially. l came In sight of littl,
adobe hut with q clump Of scrubb!
trees around 1t, after riding all da!
with nothing to eat or drink. l wOk,
up my pony with dig In the ribs ant
In less than five minutes swung Ou
Of the saddle and In ut the front door
My sudden appearance scared th'
woman Of the house. for she dropped
the rolling pin with which she wa
preparing some corn for tOrtillas ans
ran back to the other door. Then sh,
turned and stared evilly at me.
certainly didn't want to pick fus
with her-I was too hungry-sO. ha
In hnnd, asked her politely II sh'
would sell me- something to eat. A
first she pretended that she didn'
understand me. then after she wouldni
talk. l sat around NJ long that to 81
rid Of me she finally grunteti a little
Then I up and asked her again TO
something to eat.
"She swOre up and down that sh,
didn't have thing In the house.
II turned and walked toward tn,
door ~ II to leave. she following u
my heels. Suddenly I turned and
grabbing my right eye-this glass one
l crnmmed II into her hand, yellin,
like mad, Keep that TIL I get some
thing to eat" Well, sir. she drOppe,
plumb down on her knees az II sh,
had been shot, ind then. carefully lay
Ing my eye on the floor she crossed
herself repeatedly. saying In a penIten
voice 'SantO milo! SantO mol. (M,
Saint! My Saint") knew then thu
her saint would he fed.
"A few minutes later couple O
gamelike rOOsters had been killed an,
picked and were well on their way I,
the kettle.
This supper was grand success
The Mexican woman and her chil,lreI
stood with snucsr eyes and watchc,
the holy one eat. The guest Of homo
did not need to he urged to help him
self. nor did he have any complaint
to register. After the meal was owe
the remains Of the repast were care
fully packed In my yawnlng snddl,
bags md II live rooster tied on benin,
for good measure.
"If you ever travel in those pnrts
my friend. looking for cement deposit
containing course gold. be sure to tnk'
plenty Of food and u good, reIiabi,
glass eye"
He rose nnd shook himself like
benr. then with hearty "Adios
senior" he ambied nwny across tn
Tlaxn.-George +. Paul In the New
York Evening Post.