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130 SMITHSONIAN CONTRIBUTIONS TO ANTHROPOLOGY NUMBER 23
popped them in bags, slung them from the pommel.
They turned a bend. They came with their guns
pointed. They came ca—ntering here behind Jok'
Ch'enomal Vo7. That's where the Naben Chauk men
were grouped. But, hell! You talk about men, hell!
But the Coons' [Villistas'] weapons were just thirtythirties
and Mausers.
Before they knew it [the guns] were roaring. Nine
horses were killed by the bullets. One colonel was
sprawled there in the meadow. He was hit right in
the ear. [The bullet] came out the other side. But it
was a shotgun [pellet]. The poor men, the Naben
Chauk men, advanced. Then the thirty-thirties were
grabbed up. Then the Mausers were grabbed up.
Now it was man's work! Nine of the Villistas were
crumpled up there. The Naben Chauk men weren't
hit at all. There was a [man by the name of] Locario
Perez. They wounded him in the mouth. At that
time I had cleared some land there at Jok' Ch'enom.
He passed through there. His old shirt was left
waving from the top of one of the trees that had been
felled. [The bullet] passed through his mouth. [The
Villistas'] horses were limping o—ff. They had been
hit in the haunches. Nine were captured. I don't
know if there were eight guns that were confiscated.
There were nine horses.
There was one gray male mule. It was hit in the
eye. That eye just came out, too. The poor male
mule cou—ldn't see anymore. It was just led along.
But the horses, then, the saddles, then, were captured
for sure. Bu—t hell! If the people of Chobtik
spoke to the Naben Chauk men, they were just hit
with rifle butts. Hell! They fled. They were scared.
There were only thirty men from Naben Chauk,
bu—t, hell! They shot a lot of them. There was a
colonel, the leader himse—If, a red-faced man, a
Ladino, but he was left with his ass showing, the
bastard. He took a long time to fall. The horse was
still walking. It was scared by the bullets. Finally he
was tossed off somewhere. He was left lying there,
dead. His gun was confiscated, then.
O—ne was left who kept going. He was the very
leader himself. The next day he was shot. He got his,
too. The corpses went into one grave. The government
dug it for them, then. "Well, fine, thank you,
don't bury them! Let the birds eat them!" said the
government. "Well their men were fucked. That's
fine!" they said. "Come and ask for other weapons!"
[our] men were told. Out of sheer stupidity they
didn't ask for them. If they had asked for them, it
would have been fine. The weapons would certainly
be here now!
Now there was a mango seller named Jose Velio.
"What business is it of yours? The poor people! Man,
I'm going to protest to the authorities. What business
Bweno, k'atp'uj 7un, tijanbat tal bala 7une,
sli—chbe tal 7anil 7un, Ii7 ta pat Jok' Ch'enomal Vo7
7une, ja7 te lamal jnaben chauk 7une, pero, kavron,
xaval vinik a7a, kavron, pero yabtejeb i napache
che7e naka trenta naka maus.
Bweno, k'al xa7ie che7e, ke lek 7it'ininanbat, 7a li
ka7e balun-kot 7ilaj ta bala, jun koronel te level ta
stentejtik lek 7itik'bat ta mero xchikin, lok' k'al j-jot,
pero batz'i tuk' 7un, 7ispas xa 7abansar li povre
viniketike che7e, li naben chauke che7e, 7itzak xa li
trentae, 7itzak xa li mause che7e, ja7 xa 7abtel,
balun-vo7 te butajtik i Biyistoetike, 7a li naben
chauke che7e, ja7 no 7ox muk' xich', stzakik ta
j-mek, jun Lokario Peres 7isjatbeik ye, ja7 7o te
te71al kosil ta ta Jok' Ch'enom, te jelav sk'a7-k'u7e,
te lichil kom ta ni7 te7 ta te71al, jelav, ta ye jatbat,
7ispak'be stzo7 ka7 ta ye, 7a li ska7e che7e, te xa
xkoxkon ech'e—1 ta j-mek ta stenav xchak yich'oj, 7a
li balun-kote 7itzak, mu jna7 mi vaxakib tuk' 7ipoj, 7a
li ka7e balun-kot.
Bweno, 7o j-kot yaxal machu, ta ssat 7i7och, te no
7ox 7ilok' taj j-p'ej ssat noxtok, mu xa xk'o—t ssat ti
povre machu, nitbil xa ta j-mek, yan i batz'i ka7etike
che7e, li xilaetik che7e, te 7itzak ta pwersa ta j-mek
pe—ro kavron, naben chauke che7e, much'u xk'opoj
i jchobtike naka stijbel chak tuk', kavron, yu7un
7ijatav yu7un 7ixi7, naben chauke che7e trenta
76mbre no 7ox, pe—ro kavron, 7istzakik ta j-mek,
jun koronel che7e, batz'i me—ro 7ajvalil tzajal vinik
ron pero te ch'i7il xchak 7ikom kavron, vokol 7ip'aj,
7ixanav to li ka7e che7e, 7ixi7 ta balae che7e, ja7 to ti
bu jipe komel, te puch'ul 7ikom chamem xa, 7a li
stuk'e che7e pojbat xa.
Bweno, ju—n xa te kom, te chanav ta j-mek mero
7ajvaliltik sba, ta yok'ob 7itzak, bala yich' noxtok, 7a
li 7animae che7e, jun xch'enal 7i7och, 7isjok'beik, 7a
li govyerno che7e. "Bweno, lek, kol avalik mu
xamukik 7ak'o sti7 mut!" xi li govyerno. "Pwes, spas
sba ta joder i svinike che7e, lek chak taje!" xi. "Xtal
7ak'an yan 7avabtejebik!" x7utatik i viniketike.
Spendejoal muk' sk'an 7un, sk'anuke che7e, lek, Ii7
tana li li 7arma bi a7a!
7Ora, 7o te jun jchon-manko Jose Velio sbi. "K'u
7atunik i povreetike, 76mbre, ta xkak' kwenta, k'u
7atun chamilik i povre, mi7n 7u k'u chal?" xi li