Thirty trucks crammed with bedraggled, unshaven peons rattled into Mexico City, last week following allnight, stand-up journeys from points as distant as Veracruz. They had been given firearms and bandoleers of shiny cartridges, and were promised a three-day holiday with a munificent 2½ pesos a day for cigarets and pulqueall provided by district politicos in the name of Land, Liberty and the REVOLUTION. On the outskirts of the city they met hostile crowds who shouted "Viva Almazán!" and pelted them with stones. Firearms went into action, killing two and wounding seven. The...
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