Arizona republican., 1922-04-25
Jim, Once a Devil Dog,
Finds Travel In Mexico
Very Trying On Nerves
FelLosU Passengers Finally Learn That His De-
preston Is Result of Being NurseD1aid to
Vaudeville Troupe's Pekes, Bunnies,
and Goldfish
BY HERBERT COREY

CITY OF OAkACA, State of OAK
aca, Mexico, April 24--For half the
days journey Jim was puzzle to US.
Then the light began dimly to dawn.
We saw Jim first in the station at
Puebla. 1t was between 4 and 5
o'clock in the, morning. The gray
light filtered in through the heavy
stone pillars, between the throng of
high hated poems and watching sol-
diers and Indian women with bur-
dens on their heads and Americans
trying to buy tickets in dialects new
er before heard on land and sea- One
is not at ones best at such an hour.
Jim would have passed as an nndis-
tinguishable atom in the crowd if it
had not been for the girl.
"Gee,' said La Cross. What a
perfectly pulchritudinous peach"
Tall and Divinely Fair
Through that crowd of kindly. cour-
teous, silent. but somewhat soiled In
dians moved an apparition. Tall and
divinely fair--you know the rest of
it--newly dressed and hated from
that part of Broadway which lies be-
tween the Martinique hotel and the
Capital theater. Followed by Jim. In
Jim's hands were the leadings strings
of two or three Pekes, and in his
arms were various bundles, and on
his face was a look of settled gloom.
Where are checks for the trunks -
asked the apparition. She lifted the
| barrage. The shells of inquisition be-
gan to fall nearer him. Where, she
wanted to know, was this or that,
and what had he done with this
thing or the other? Jim replied in de-
1 pressed monosyllables. Our first
/ thought was that he was her hus-
band was dismissed. He could not be
her brother No brother would be sc
docile to a sister They fought their
way to double seat just across the
! aisle from us in the little first class
coach of the little narrow gauge
railroad that runs to Oaxaca. The
train started Dust began to poul
through the open windows. Here ano
there one saw the quaint tiled domes
of the churches left by the Domin-
ican friars who came here in 1906
plus. They stood out brown ano
steel gray against the almost un.
bearable blue of the sky. Over al
flooded the white heat of the sun.
4 Jim Has More Troubles
We came to the station which fol
QeCdQGS mas DEen famous as IflG HQIlt
OF the tanale, that succulent deli.
cacy of Indian corn and mysteries
The yellow dust was carpeted with
the dry husks of corn in which they
had been wrapped. We came to th'
station that for decades has spe-
cialized in blue steel spurs into which
the native silver had been deftly
worked in Arabic traceries. We spoke
Iof the folly of calling these Mexi-
can spurs cruel AS fast our light
/ sharp rowelled spurs are doubly pun
1 ishing We came to a station where
scores of rebosoed, bare armed
brown bosomed Indian women fairl!
danced along the train side. offering
coffee and delicious sweetened bis
cults and fried chicken and mague,
worms.
At the maguay worms we ceaset
to look outside. They were too IA
and white. They brought back bar
barous memories of Snails at the Els
cargot dor in Paris Across the aisi
the very pretty girl was curled III
in one seat. her feet resting upon tn
one facing her, presenting an entic
ing array of cobwebby silk. On tn
second seat sat Jim, more depresse'
than ever gazing stolidly out of th
window. lie was so packed wit
packages that he could barely wrig
gle an ear. The pretty girl spoke t
him acicly