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The Awakening of Paredon Blanco              69

       only one window each.    They were like the other windows,
       with the addition of heavy iron bars, painted green.    All
       of the woodwork on the outside of the house was painted
       green.  The east door opened into the dining room, from
       there to a large corridor.  At the north end there was a
       capacious pantry, next to  it a baggage room.    The house
       had a brea roof.   Many houses   in the town were roofed
       with brea  (pitch)  brought from the  site of the Hancock
       Park pits, where the prehistoric animals were found.   One
       day, after visiting the County Museum,   I went to see my
       very aged Uncle Geronimo, who used to have oxen for the
       hauling of the  brea.  I  told him among the   anti-diluvian
       animals,  I saw the heads of two oxen.    With disgust, he
       exclaimed, “Before the   flood, indeed!   What will those
       scandalous gringos say next—those are simply the heads
       of the poor oxen  I lost in the brea, the heads of my Pinto
       and my Hercules!”    Later, the brea was    torn  off and a
       shingle roof was built over  it, high enough for a spacious
       garret which was well utilized for storing fruits for winter.
           Pears, apples, pomegranates were buried in white sand
       on shelves along the walls; also vegetables, and fine big
       bunches of ripe grapes hung on     nails from the   rafters,
       which would keep fresh until late in the winter.  The prin-
       cipal rooms opened out on the long, wide corridor with fine
       red brick floor, supported by stout pillars entirely covered
       with different kinds of vines, the Passion flower predominat-
       ing.  These vines, in their growth, interlaced so as to form
       a thick, protecting rendezvous for numerous small birds.
       Linnets, robins, and tiny humming birds in their bright plum-
       age flitted in and out, sucking honey from the Passion flower,
       and made music the livelong day.     This porch used to be
       our schoolroom.   Here, we, with two or three neighbors’
       children, learned our first letters.  We had a nice old lady
       for our teacher, and here, too, we studied our catechism,
       and learned to say the Ten Commandments by heart.      The
       porch was cool and shady, and screened from the wind by
       the vines.  It made a lovely schoolroom.      Here on this
       porch  it was the custom, in the evenings, and especially in
       summer, for  all the servants to kneel down and join     in
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