The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1926-07-10

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81 know, son; but then you'll get them on your hands"
mo- they're not like that they're proud Groary says
they wouldn't take from you any than Paul
help that Or might buy the ranch Dad and rent back
hem Paul there's oil that rancha least his Ey
had seen it on top of the ground"
There's thousands ts like that in California
son Oil top of the ground don't anything special
"Wel Dad you've always you try some wild
cang and you KNOW that's the only way you'll get what
you talk aboua whole big tract that belongs you
royalties and nobody chance on
Paradise and drive through there and out few days
get quail and Wen what think of we help
those people and give your kidneys time
So Dad said all right and he away thinking
Gosh! Funny kid"
The San Edo valley lay on the edge of the desert and Won
crossed of the desert get it, wilderness
sunbaked sand rock nothing grey dusty desert
plants You sped along upon fine paved road bnt the land
haunted by the souls of ome pioneers it
covered wagons with pamues and had left their
went off into these every
would get stuck with empty radiator the people
would be lucky to get out alive.
You could get deep well; and so there
fruit ranches fields there There
long stretches where the ground white SALT that
akai Dad sad country regular boob
trap The stranger from the East would inspect
nice fruit ranch and would think he making good bargain
set out his rees and patiently water Them they wouldn't
nothing would but little alfalfa maybe
to pull trees and obterae the of Them
estater to hunting for another boob.
Strapped to the running board of car on the right
hand side where Bunny big bundle a
proof they camping ouwhich mind
OF boy was back amid racial memories the pers
ments of ten thousand Tightly
two hands were couple of repeating shotguns
for hours partly because he liked the partly
because they had to be carried the open
in the compartment they would be concealed weapons and
that against the law.
Near the head of the valley dirt road and sign
said Paradise eight miles, They up pass that
seemed to be tumbed heaps of rock of every
There fruit ranches the
trunks cacmned white and young netting about
them to keep the rabbits The first rains season had
fallen and showingthe California spring. which
begins in the fall
pass out scattered
here and there and the village of Paradseone street
scattered stores sheltered eucalyptus made
long shadows in the late afternoon light the
filing station which also eedstore Can you tell me
where is the Watkins ranch?"
There's Watkinses said the man. There's Old Abel
Watkins"
That's the one!' exclaimed Bunny
Hes got goat-ranch by the slide amt so easy to
lind. Was you pannin to get there tonight"
1--WE shan't worry if get lost" Dad; I'VE got
campin' outfit
So the gave them complicated directions You took
the lane back OF the school house. and made
right and you followed the water down
to Roseve and it the fourth passed
old man fuckers sheepranch with the little up under
pepper trees And they started and followed winding
hind the dark hills and the clouds pink lodged
rocks that too high for the clearance crawed
down into little gules and again with shifting
There need to ask about the quail hills
echoed with the meodous double call of gathering
for the night.
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