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Show 5 circles. It seemed to have a distended belly and I suggested castor oil. A Navaho man standing by agreed to administer this, and he did, but Lena held out for one of those magic shots. The horse seemed to share her idea, and lay down right at the no parking sign in front of the clinic. I had visions of an immediate demise there, and didn't enjoy the vision. So, as I might have known in the first place, knowing Lena, I gave it. N ext question: how 111uch. A rough estimate put the horse's weight at 1,500 pounds - equal to ten men - so I decided on 20 cc's. Site of election was shoulder muscle. I didn't care about being bitten or kicked, so I enlisted . a detachment of the now considerable audience as restraining crew, and they held the beast fore an daft and amidships. To my amazetnent the needle went in easily and the horse seemed. not to feel it. Lena led it away, and the next day her children gleefully reported 'Horse all better now!' " Routine, eh? At Navaho Mountain we had only one convert in the Pine Tree family - one who had been very faithful for years - her adult sisters and her" father and her nephews had seemed adamant against any reception of what they scornfully regarded as the white man's religion. Finally the two sisters began to listen, and to attend Mass when I offered it at Veronica's hoghan. On my last visit they had moved t o a new location where there would be more grass for the sheep, and it took me some hours to find it; the sun was setting as I made arrangements for Mass the following morning. Veronica knows some English, of a sort, but it is necessary to know her peculiar variety if you want to understand it. As I was leaving she called after me "Sarah and Leona they want it, f lat tires." Accustomed as I am to Navahos wanting almost everything, this still seemed an odd passion, especially for ladies who have no car. As I, fortunately, happened to have no flat tire, it didn't seem as if I could help much, but cur iosity drove me to dig more deeply into the problem. Well, you guessed it. "They want it, Bap-tize!" Sunset through dusk and into darkness, I outlined Christian belief and practice, n'ot belittling the obligations, to two eager listeners who sat as spellbound. "That is what we want," they said. They got it, next mor -"'g. |