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The Awakening of Paredon Blanco              75

         were received by United States Marshal H. D. Barrows, re-
         quiring an investigation.  The Southerners had made the
         threat that the first Republican daring to enter into their
         domain would be hanged from the highest oak tree!       No
         revenue officer would accept the task of venturing into the
         stronghold.  Finally my brother-in-law, William Crossman
         Warren, United States Deputy Marshal, ventured to take the
        risk.   He determined to disguise himself as a peddler.
        Knowing of the store house of our hacienda, he went to my
        mother and begged for some of her good things.
             My father's large spring wagon was soon loaded for
        the adventure.    There was a large chest filled with my
        mother’s famous cha, dried fruits and the delicious jams in
        their corn husk coverings    in the shape of tamales.    Al-
        though but a small girl at the time,   I remember well the
        wagon, covered with a brand new canvas, and        the brave
        officer holding the lines of the team of strong horses, which
        might carry him to his death.     He drove away with my
        mother’s blessing, and we watched him disappear around
        the corner.
             The peddler arrived at the settlement and received a
        warm welcome, as     all of his kind did at that time.   He
        travelled from ranch to ranch, finding each home built of
        large, square logs, all warm and cozy.     Evidently for the
        simple reason of inspiring respect, each home had a minia-
        ture arsenal, and the men never ventured out without a
        rifle, pistol and knife secured to a well-filled cartridge belt.
             The people were hospitable, open-hearted and enjoy-
        ing prosperity.  The only discordant note Deputy Warren
        heard was the hatred    still expressed for the Republicans,
        and a threat to hang the first one who would invade their
        domain.    Of course, Warren agreed with them, but a little
        shiver sped down his spine at the thought of what would
        happen to him if the Southerners might suspect his identity!
        Soon, his investigation was made and his load sold at good
        prices.  The women asked him to come again.       They said
        they wanted more cha, as   it was the best they had tasted.
        He did not linger for it was not safe for a Republican and
        a federal officer to be around the vicinity.  They had defied
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