“These mules evident has been part an’ passel of the estates of some Mexican, for I finds a cross marked on each harness an’ likewise on both waggons. Mexicans employs this formal’ty to run a bluff on any evil sperit who may come projectin’ round. Your American mule skinner never makes them tokens. As a roole he’s defiant of sperits; an’ even when he ain’t he don’t see no refooge in a cross. Mexicans, on the other hand, is plenty strong on said symbol. Every mornin’ you beholds a Mexican with a dab of white on his fore’erd an’ on each cheek bone, an’ also on his chin where he crosses himse’f with flour; shore, the custom is yooniversal an’ it takes a quart of flour to fully fortify a full-blown Greaser household ag’inst the antic’pated perils of the day.
“No sooner am I cl’ar of Vegas—I’m camped near the Plaza de la Concepcion at the time—when I rounds up the eight mules an’ looks ’em over with reference to their characters. This is jest after I acquires ‘em. It’s allers well for a gent to know what he’s ag’inst; an’ you can put down a stack the disp’sitions of eight mules is a important problem.
“The review is plenty satisfactory. The nigh leader is a steady practical person as a lead mule oughter be, an’ I notes by his ca’m jedgmatical eye that he’s goin’ to give himse’f the benefit of every doubt, an’ ain’t out to go stampedin’ off none without knowin’ the reason why. His mate at the other end of the jockey-stick is nervous an’ hysterical; she never trys to solve no riddles of existence herse’f, this Jane mule don’t, but relies on her mate Peter an’ plays Peter’s system blind. The nigh p’inter is a deecorous form of mule with no bad habits; while his mate over the chain is one of these yere hard, se’fish, wary parties an’ his little game is to get as much of everything except work an’ trouble as the lay of the kyards permits. My nigh swing mule is a wit like I tells you the other day. Which this jocose anamile is the life of the team an’ allers lettin’ fly some dry, quaint observation. This mule wag is partic’lar excellent at a bad ford or a hard crossin’, an his gay remarks, full of p’int as a bowie knife, shorely cheers an’ uplifts the sperits of the rest. The off swing is a heedless creature who regyards his facetious mate as the very parent of fun, an’ he goes about with his y’ear cocked an’ his mouth ajar, ready to laugh them ’hah, hah!’ laughs of his’n at every word his pard turns loose.
“Tom an’ Jerry is different from the others. Bein’ bigger an’ havin’ besides the respons’bilities of the hour piled onto them as wheel mules must, they cultivates a sooperior air an is distant an’ reserved in their attitoodes towards the other six. As to each other their pose needs more deescription. Tom, the nigh wheeler—the one I rides when drivin’—is infatyooated with Jerry. I hears a sky-sharp aforetime preach about Jonathan an’ David. Yet I’m yere to assert, son, that them sacred people ain’t on speakin’ terms compared to the way that pore old lovin’ Tom mule feels towards Jerry.