---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Ivins, Anthony W.
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 20
number: 6
published: 1917-04
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: "Anthony W. Ivins, \"On Villa's Trail in Mexico—V,\" *Improvement Era* 20, no. 6 (April 1917): 500–503."
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2006unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera2006unse
start_page: 500
end_page: 503
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1917-04)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2006unse
  publication_year: 1917
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1917, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# On Villa's Trail in Mexico—V

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ON VILLA'S TRAIL IN MEXICO                        501

eral others wounded, and a number of horses killed in this fight.
    It was growing dark as the command assembled on the flat,
where a bonfire was started, and by its light a grave dug under
a   mesquite tree.    A wounde^d horse, lying near, groaned with
pain, the   men stood in groups with uncovered heads, while
Major Howze and         staff,   surrounding the grave, repeated the
Lord's prayer.       The Major dedicated the spot, and there, far
from home and friends, the body of the first American boy to
fall on Villa's trail was left, and his comrades hurried on in
pursuit of his slayers.
   The horses were fed a little corn, and a long night ride
made to Santa Cruz de Herrera. Before reaching the town, the
men dismounted and approached on foot, going in opposite
directions, the plan being to encircle the town with a cordon of
men, each man following his comrade with about twenty yards
of space between them.    When the circle was almost formed, a
body of mounted men rode from the town and, keeping up a
rapid fire, broke through the lines, the troopers firing a few
shots as they passed out. When morning came the people were
collected together, but all denied that they were Villa sympathizers, the Villastas had been in the town, they said, but had
gone before the troops arrived, or had slipped away during the
night.   Of the mounted men who broke through the line, two

After feeding their horses a little corn, Major Howze and his troopers took
          up the trail of the Villistas and hurried on to the south

had been killed, one of them being Lieutenant Juan Beltran, a
Villa officer.
    This was on the 10th of April, and the command left Santa
Cruz de Herrera early in the morning, headed south toward the
Durango line, their objective point being San Pablo de Belleza,

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502                     IMPROVEMENT ERA

the birthplace of Pancho Villa, whose proper name, it was
learned, was Dorotello Arango. When within fifteen miles of
this town Major Howze became satisfied that Villa was behind
him, in the neighborhood of Santa Cruz, and, being sadly in
need of supplies, turned to the northeast, with the intention of
going to the city of Parral, about three days march distant. As
the column approached Parral, a Mexican officer came out with
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The most southerly point reached by the Punitive Expedition. At this
   point Villa's trail was lost, and the troopers turned toward Parral.
   The man in the foreground is Dave Brown, chief scout of the Expedition

a white flag, and warned the Americans not to enter the town.
Soon after, the Mayor and Chief of Police joined them, and all
urged the command go around the town, and not pass through
it, because, they said, a detachment of American troops had unexpectedly appeared the day before, who had asked and obtained permission to pass through and purchase supplies, but
that when the civilian population discovered that an army of
foreigners was in the city, they had attacked them, and that a
number of men had been killed and wounded on both sides.
This was Major Tompkins' command, which had asked and received permission the previous day to enter Parral, buy supplies,
and pass peacefully on; but which, when in the narrow streets
had been attacked by civilians and soldiers, whom the officers
could not control, and a running fight had occurred as the Americans retreated to Santa Cruz.     In this fight, four Americans
were killed and a number wounded, and one man lost, whose
fate was never learned.     The losses inflicted on the Mexicans
were heavy.
      Upon learning of this circumstance Major Howze took the
road to Santa Cruz, where he formed a junction with Major
Tompkins, and Colonels Brown and Allen. There were now

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ON VILLA'S TRAIL IN MEXICO                            503

seven hundred men in the command, which was thought to be
a sufficient number to defend itself against any hostile attack.
   The command rested at Santa Cruz eight days, and then
moved north toward the advanced base to Satevo, where the
commissary was replenished, and Major Howze's troop went on
to San Antonio de Arenales. At this point word was received
that a fight had occurred at a ranch called Ojos Azules, between
Carranzistas and Villistas, in which the former had been defeated and a number taken prisoner, and that the Villistas, under command of Martin Lopez, a Villa captain, were advancing
to attack Cusihuiriachic.   General Pershing sent Major Howze
to investigate this rumor.
     An all-night ride brought the command to Ojos Azules, just
after sunrise in the morning, on May 5, a Mexican national holiday. The ranch is situated in a little valley, or flat, with hills
surrounding which are covered with timber and rocks.         It is
enclosed with a wire fence, through which an old fashioned set
of pole bars gave access to the ranch houses.  As the Americans

Santa Cruz, where Major Tompkins         made his stand and beat off the Mexicans after the battle of Parral.   The flag-pole is on the top of a Mexican house

entered the valley from the north a random fire was opened
upon them by the Mexicans. Not stopping to use their rifles
the troopers drew their revolvers and charged, Lieutenants
Graham and Lord leading their men through the bars, one end
of which were down.   Lord's horse went through the opening,
while Graham's mare cleared a four-and-a-half foot gate on one
side and landed among the Mexicans, who scattered and fled to
 the hills.
      When the fight ended, and the troopers had returned from

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504                        IMPROVEMENT ERA

the pursuit,  it was found that forty-two  Mexicans had been
killed, and ninety-two prisoners taken. To the surprise and
gratification of the Americans, not a man among them had been

A typical Mexican ranch.    It was at one of these ranches that the battle of
                           Ojos Azules ivas fought

killed or wounded.   Many had bullet holes through their hats
and clothing, but the only loss was two horses killed and two
wounded.

                               My Faith

          I've never seen old    England's shore,
            Have never roamed her dales and dells;
          Her spirit free, the salt sea o'er,
            The tale of ties and kinship tells.

          I've never seen the    sounding sea,
            Have never stood upon the shore;
          But o'er the mountains comes to me,
            The endless, singing ocean's roar.

          I have not seen    the blest abode,
            Beyond the skyblue dome;
          But known that when I've borne life's load,
            My spirit there shall find a home.
                                                  Guy E. Coleman.
