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JUAN FRANCISCO BLANCO
Mahucutah walked over to the corral gate as the old man said
to them, “I would offer the healer any of my horses, but as you
can see, these horses are too old, too infirm to be any good to
use. I could not kill them. They have been my only friends for
many years.” When the six old horses came up to Mahucutah, he
only touched them. Instantly, they began to change. Before they
were skinny, and looked tired and broken down, within minutes
they all had good muscles, and looked younger and stronger.
They held up their heads and danced around the corral.
“What manner of creature is this that can make my horses,
and me, strong again?” asked the transformed man.
“He is an angel, a guardian from another world. He is here to
help me. That is all I know of him,” Tital said, as he heard a noise.
The sound of a bell told Tital something was coming towards the
ranch house.
“It is my daughter, Lorena. She takes care of our animals,”
the man said. “Even though she is blind.”
Tital could see Lorena seemed to have no fear of Mahucutah
as he stood next to the corral gate. He could see she carried a
crutch, because she had a crooked leg.
As the sheep and the goats went into the corral, Tital said,
“Heal her, Mahucutah.” Lorena nearly fell down with the
unexpected words Tital spoke, but Mahucutah managed to
briefly touch her shoulder. Within a minute Lorena’s eyes
cleared, and she could see for the first time in her life. Then, her
weak leg straightened, grew stronger and muscular. Her face lost
the years of age the desert sun had placed on her. She stood tall,
strong, and beautiful.
“You have done a miracle,” the old man spoke to his visitors.
The rancher insisted Tital take any of the transformed horses for