THE LITTLE TOWN OF THE GRAPE VINES 



a row of peppers reddening in the sun ; and 

 in damp borders of the irrigating ditches 

 clumps of yerba santa, horehound, catnip, 

 and spikenard, wholesome herbs and cura- 

 tive, but if no peppers then nothing at all. 

 You will have for a holiday dinner, in Las 

 Uvas, soup with meat balls and chile in it, 

 chicken with chile, rice with chile, fried 

 beans with more chile, enchilada, which is 

 corn cake with a sauce of chile and to- 

 matoes, onion, grated cheese, and olives, 

 and for a relish chile tepines passed about 

 in a dish, all of which is comfortable and 

 corrective to the stomach. You will have 

 wine which every man makes for himself, 

 of good body and inimitable bouquet, and 

 sweets that are not nearly so nice as they 

 look. 



There are two occasions when you may 

 count on that kind of a meal ; always on 

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