CHAPTER IV 



A HUNTING TRIP IN OLD MEXICO 



WITH the thermometer below zero in 

 latitude 43° north, a start was made 

 for big game in the land of the greasers, and 

 as the " iron horse " covered the ground to- 

 ward the land of perpetual mild weather, the 

 trip was only the ordinary until the borders 

 of the foreign land were reached at El Paso. 

 A great deal of red tape was experienced be- 

 fore I got through the lines with baggage 

 and guns; but by perseverance and the assist- 

 ance of the general manager of the Sierra 

 Madre Railroad who happened to be an old 

 fellow-townsman and who did all in his power 

 to get my equipment past customs without 

 duty, furnishing the bond for guarantee of 

 the return of the firearms to " God's own 



country," the ordeal was finally overcome. 



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