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ER 74 LavgHING Boy IO OS ANNI SS SSS TSS SSS There is very little gesture of tenderness in lo- | dian experience, but she thought she saw latent | in him the same desires, promising herself days | to come when she would teach him many things. | She thought to herself, I shall complete him with | my knowledge. I shall make a god of him. | Vv The town of Los Palos shimmered in the heat. | A lot of adobe houses and frame shacks pushed | carelessly together were beaten down by the sun. § Behind them was a strip of irrigated green like | a back-drop, alfalfa, corn, beans, cottonwoods. | alfalfa, corn, cottonwoods, a mile long and a few} hundred yards wide. Rich, deep, cool green was] not part of the desert landscape; it was something} apart that the sands held prisoner. The meaz| little town was a parasite on the goodness of the] water; here water and earth and man made beauty; there man and mud and boards created squalor. A few yards of concrete and some blistered, paint made a gesture of civic pride at the rail road's edge. A two-story hotel, compounding Spanish mission with cubism, was a monument of the railroad’s profitable beneficence. From a risa where the trail crossed the railroad track, a little way to the west, it all compounded into a picture; the dejected town with its dominant hotel-stationg