Nogales international., 1934-01-27
NOW co ON WITH THE STORY:

The day came when Ruth, Ann, and
David set out to obtain some Mexi-
cans. She had told Snavely that she
wanted to go, herself, because she had
never seen the town of Palo Verde.
This was partly true, but she felt that
he knew her real reason: she wanted
to be sure to get some Mexicans. He
refused to go with her and she COM
mandeered Ann for an interpreter.
She hoped David could stand the ride
it would be twenty miles there and
back. They would have to spend the
night-Heaven only knew how and
where.
They had reached the highway and
were perhaps a mile south of the gate
when they met a covered wagon, ac-
companied by horseman. A lean old
Mexican with white mustachios and a
wispy goatee, drove the team. Beside
him sat girl of eighteen, whose beau
tiful fawn-like eyes left the figure of
the young horsenan, as Ruth and Ann
came nearer.
Ann spoke quietly to Ruth, Il think
we better ask them people"
Eyes, do"
"BMenos diGs, SsHor," Ann ad-
dressed the old man. He promptly
pulled UP the horses, arose, and shift
ing the reins to his left hand swept
off his large hat II 4 courteous bow.
"Baenos dfdS, SeEoras," he replied
in G voice which was mellowed gra-
Ciousness.
Ann turned to Ruth. "They will be
good-they come from far in Mexico
round tn border they doan speak
So"
She replied to the old man and con-
tinued to talk for some time. The
young horseman caressed his tender
young mustache and drew a little
closer to the girls side of the wagon.
The girl caught her black mantilla
about her throat with dainty ivory
hand, her large eyes lowered to the
small tips Of her toes which rested on
the footboard under a yoluminous blue
skirt.
Ann talked steadily and with sur
prising animation for several min
utes; her gestures and expression
were much like those of the old man.
Ruth saw that she spoke Spanish more
naturally than English. Finally, she
nodded toward Ruth and swept out
her arm to indicate the western noun
tains. The old man was silent for a
time after she had finished. He spoke
a short sentence to the young horse
man. The young man smiled, shrugged
his shoulders and said word or two,
his eyes on the girl.
The old man seemed undecided. He
asked a few questions of Ann, and
after her replies fell into another ST.
1ence.
The conversation was resumed and
continued pleasantly. Suddenly Ann
turned to Ruth. They'll come. We
pay them fifty dollars a month, an
give them fresh beef when we butcher.
The other things they eat they will
buy from us. We can fix up place in
the barn fer EN-"
Apparently everything was settled.
She spoke to Ann. ''What have you
learned about these people7"
Il doan' know tn country they come
from-a ranch ten days over the line
Don Francisco was the major domo-
boss-of the ranch but there was a
death an changin' amongst the
owners that he didn't like, so he left
an come to tn u. S. Alfredo was
workin' at the ranch an come along on
account of the girl. They ought to
know cattle work"
They were entering the foothills
four miles beyond the ranch gate when
the old man drew his horses to a
stop. Ruth had noticed for some time
that he was intently studying the
mountains before him. He turned to
Ann and asked in his soft, polite Span
ish, Are these low mountains not
named with the name of the wolf? :"
Il have heard that once they were
called So" replied Ann.
"Ahw
Ann waited i moment but he did
not continue. Thoughtful1y, his eyes
scanned the mountains. ''Why
shouldn't they be named for a wolff"
she asked.
"Ah-these mountains, but have
not heard tales of these mountains ?"
The old man paused again, and there