Mcallen Daily Monitor

If you are going to Mexico City be sure you have your hotel and Pullman reservations made before you leave, and be SURE, is the word, brought back by H. E. Kyler, manager of the McAllen Lions, who has just returned from the mile high city of the Montezumas.

"Mexico City is overrun with American tourists; there is not a hotel room available anywhere; nor are there other accommodations to be had for the asking," Mr. Kyler says.

"The manager of the Aztecas met us at the station with two of his personal cars, and two of his trucks—there was a taxi strike, and first thing offered his apologies for the hotel to which he was taking us, stating however, that if we could find anything better to do so.

"Mrs. Kyler and myself went next morning to the American Tourist club, and were shown half dozen legal sized sheets of paper that had addresses of accommodations, but these were all checked off except three or four and they were apartments.

"The government runs everything down there. Ticket sellers and snatchers at the gate are government men, and after the game we were given a slip showing the gate receipts.

"The umpires were furnished by the government; two of them being good and the other two—well

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they were not so good. Asked what he missed most Mr. Kyler promptly replied a good cup of American coffee. He said the way they made coffee was to pour so much cold coffee into a cup and then add the heat by pouring in hot milk, and it seemed to take the skipper about 10 days to get his coffee and milk pouring adjusted so that he could call a halt at the proper stage.

But the thing that seemed to burn some of the Lions most of all was that four of the Azteca players were negroes. "Of course they called them Cubans in Mexico City, but they were negroes to us," one of the returning players stated.

The boys had no pullmans coming back and were unable to get any food on the train. Sleeping on the floor of the day coaches is not so hot.

And some one stole Ira McGlothin's suit case in Monterrey with all of his civilian clothes, leaving him his suit case with his baseball trappings. He came near having to go around in Mexico City with his uniform on.

"This is just a breeze," Joe Ogden shouted as he tipped his cap to the grandstand after winning one of his games by a score of 8 to 7.

Ogden was offered the position of player-coach to the Aztecas, which he promptly turned down.