Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-06-25
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6r OREN ARNOLD
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1T rs ONE thing to have a party
in the city and invite all 1.-THE
crowd; it is quite another to have
a Spanish fiesta in the wild south
west.
Ellen Dale had no idea what the
word Fiesta" really meant, just
. how much it connoted in the minds
of people reared there. Literally
it means feast, and the eating
part was duly cared for. But be-
yond the food was much more to
be considered.
First were the invitations.
"Shall we send them by mail 2"
Ellen naively inquired Of Buckshot
and Bill.
Nope" Bill grinned, knowingly.
1.-THE word'll get around. That'll
be the least Of your Worries"
But / want everybody" Ellen
emphasized. Everybody In the
community that cares to come"
Hell be here" Bill assured her.
ALSO his wife, family, and dogs"
Bill put Pablo Rivera on a horse
with grub and water and told him
to spread the news. Bill found old
Great Ears, Papago Indian, and
told him much feast would be
ready next Friday at. the DID
ranch, for all the Red friends. He
stopped a. sheep herder and pros
pector as he rode through the hills,
and told them. He saw five other
ranchers in Nogales. and told
them.
TITS for two days and nights,
gentlemen" Bill emphasized, in
each instance. "a fiesta at the
Dale-Durango. Miss Dale sent me
to invite you all, and said for YOU
to ask your friends and their
friends"
It was good news, and it was
taken literally. If you should ride
an airplane or automobile over the
southern half Of Arizona, skipping
the towns, you would hardly see a
dozen homes. And yet the very
wilderness holds surprising num-
Der Of people, people who will
travel 100 miles to attend a
funeral or a dance. BY the subtle
word-of-mouth telegraph which
has long been in use, the invitation
got around. A backwoodsman
coming in for bacon would see a
Mexican woman; she would pass it
on to a ranch hand; he would tell
a couple Of handbook miners:
they'd encounter another Indian.
who In turn would meet up with
"a hunter and a boy looking for
,strayed horses. The few party line
telephones were kept busy. The
news sifted down into Sonora.
over into California, eastward into
New Mexico. The olden Durango
ranch was having open house
again!
Ellen didn't know about all that.
but she hoped she might. have rs
or 100 guests before her party was
over. On Wednesday Of that week
she began to worry because too
few Arizonans might come. when
sne wanted to have q nice crowd
TO welcome her Hollywood friends.
But on Thursday morning she
received a distinct surprise. She
arose at seven O'clock and. as
usual, went TO her window to lool,
out at her ranch. A new group ON
the immediate landscapes pic
turesque as a Hollywood movie set
greeted her vision.
Reynita!" she called to her
companion. Come and look!"
The darker girl left their bed.
came and stood with Ellen. both
in their silk pajamas.
"Wigwams!" murnured Rev
Inita, impressed.
"You mean? They must be.
though. Six of themm
Not 200 yards from her front
door were indeed six wigwams
which had mushroomed. there dur
ing the night. Smoke came from
the top flaps of one, and near
each Of the others were campfires
with costumed Indians moving
about.
They're Apaches!" Reynita
stated. They're the only ones
who use wigwans around here"
But / don't know any Apaches.
Why have they camped right here
at our home ?''
Reynita looked at her employer
friend, then laughed unsteady.
Listen to me, Ellen-aren't you
having a fiesta this week? They've
come for the party!"
"But it doesn't start until Fri
day! Until tomorrow night"
'"That's what voi' thinkp and