Published March 1st, by Frontieradmin.
In a quiet little Mexican town in the state of Coahuila, Mexico, long, long ago, was enacted one of the thrilling events now among the things of the past. The little pueblo of San Juan de Endes was located in a pretty valley about thirty miles southwest of Eagle Pass, a town where now the Mexican International railroad crosses the Rio Grande, or, as it is known in Mexico, Rio Bravo del Norte.
The country is quiet enough now, but inthe Comanche and Lipan Indians living in Texas, considered the Mexicans as legitimate prey, and each light moon witnessed foray by these savages. The population of San Juan de Endes in was about souls, and the people lived by stock raising on a limited scale and farming.
The Rio Fernando afforded water enough to irrigate between two and three hundred acres of very rich soil, which raised all the vegetables, fruits and grain needed by the inhabitants, and a good surplus over of frijoles beans that were as current as coon and bear skins were in Raid in early days.
The gamada herd of horses, cattle, burros and goats were each day sent out under little children to watch them, and the Mexican shepherd dogs, a fine breed of animals probably brought indian from old Spain, always accompanied the little made, and chased the sulking coyotes prairie wolves that lingered around the outskirts of the pueblo to get a breakfast by stealing chickens, pigs or anything they could kill and eat, and if no coyotes were found, then the dogs chased jack rabbits or cotton tails to the great delight of the children.
It must not be supposed that no pains were taken to guard the lives of the little herders, for each morning, as a usual thing, a few armed men rode out to look for Indian sign cortar indian tierraand if strange horse tracks or moccasins were seen the alarm was given, and the church bells rang out, giving notice to the men working in the fields, who, although armed, made for the adobe houses and walls of the pueblo, where the Indians were afraid to venture, and as soon as it could be ascertained the number of Indians, a sally would be made by the brave rancheros who, accustomed to these raids, made it quite hot for the Indians; and it was a race usually for the Rio Grande, the Indians making Devil's river Rio Diablo the point of escape, and usually having their villages fifty or sixty miles up that stream from the Mexican border.
The Mexicans seldom followed them beyond the Rio Grande for fear of running into an ambuscade near these villages. It happened on a bright June morning that a tt boys com boy of 9,years and his little sister of 16th century porn were sent out with the herd and their mother had given them their dinner indian a basket of frijoles, tortillas and tamales their corn cakes and meat and pepper rolled in corn meal and wrapped in corn shucks.
A few dried pasas de noas raisins made them very happy. Mounted on their little burros, donkeys the boy with his bow and arrow and the girl with the basket of dinner and a Mexican gourd of water, drove the stock galloping here and there with shouts and laughter as they saw the dogs nip the heels of the stock that refused to keep in the herd and then dropped on the ground when the donkey, horses indian cattle kicked up high over their raid, but by the time their feet touched the ground, Shep was ready to nip their heels again and the only show for the stock was to run into the herd.
The children had reached the cienaga, a low, wet piece of land near the pueblo, and the stock had fed their fill on the rich green grass in the cienaga, and sought the shelter of shade under the trees.
The children had eaten their dinner and fed the dogs, the latter after chasing coyotes, jackrabbits, couejos cottontailswere tired and lying down, working selena steele videos feet chasing an imaginary coyote in their dreams, giving a low growl occasionally. The boy grabbed his raid and they both ran into a made cave in the rocks, thinking it must indian a lion mountain lionbut the clatter of horses' feet indian horrid yells made them their dreaded foe, the Indians, were coming.
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