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“Nearly all the common pelados,” Ramon hastened to explain. “They are nearly all Indian or part Indian, you know. Not the educated people.” Here a note of pride came into his voice. “We are descended from officers of the Spanish army—the men who conquered this country. In the old days, before the Americans came, all these common people were our slaves.”
I trust that, despite the excitement of the early part of the night, you have enjoyed a very good rest." "Good-morning, Don Miguel. Yes; I managed rather well with my sleep, all things considered." "You mustn't call me 'Don Miguel," he reminded her, with a faint smile. "I am only Don Miguel to the Indians and pelados and a few of my father's old Spanish friends who are sticklers for etiquette.
A human skull stood on either side of it, and a small wooden crucifix hung on the wall above it. The solitary candle—an ordinary tallow one in a tin holder—stood before this. The men were merely dark human shapes. The light did not reveal their faces. They said nothing to Ramon. He could scarcely believe that these were the same good-natured pelados he had known by day.
“My friend,” he said, “you may not know it, but I am your brother in the blood of Christ. Do I not then deserve better of you than a gringo who is trying to take this country away from the Mexican people?” “Yes,” the old man answered quietly, “I know you are a penitente, and I know why. Do you think that I am a fool like these pelados that herd my sheep?
What care I while my brave son is there? He is friend enough for us. Soft heart brave heart strong arm who like my Carlos? And the boy loves his old mother his strange old mother, as these pelados think her. He still loves his old mother. Ha! ha! ha! What, then, cares she for friends? Ha! ha! ha!"
The pelados are still struggling for their land for that and a chance to live and work and be happy." Mrs. Austin stirred impatiently. "They are fighting because they are told to fight. There is no PATRIOTISM in them," said she. "I think," he said, with grave deliberateness, "the majority feel something big and vague and powerful stirring inside them.
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