Tex got him a job in town and we gave a big sigh of relief. That was our only experience with the only local man we could find. All the time the immigration officers were coming in on the ranch every few hours checking to see if he had any wets in the haystacks or hidden in the bushes. if we hadnt been so busy it would have been funny to see them with their guns swinging on them and their billie clubs. about to pass out from the heat. many of them came from back in the Midwestern and Eastern States and naturally couldnt take this terrific heat. Tex and I felt different about them than many of our neighbors did. We considered they had a job to do and were trying to do a good one. some of our neighbors took it personally. thought the officers were only here to take their help away.
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