AN AFTERNOON MIRACLEAt the United States end of an international river bridge, four
armed rangers sweltered in a little 'dobe hut, keeping a fairly
faithful espionage upon the lagging trail of passengers from the
Mexican side.
Bud Dawson, proprietor of the Top Notch Saloon, had, on the
evening previous, violently ejected from his premises one Leandro
Garcia, for alleged violation of the Top Notch code of behaviour.
Garcia had mentioned twenty-four hours as a limit, by which time he
would call and collect a painful indemnity for personal
satisfaction.
This Mexican, although a tremendous braggart, was thoroughly
courageous, and each side of the river respected him for one of
these attributes. He and a following of similar bravoes were
addicted to the pastime of retrieving towns
