William H. Smith                                                                                               August 15, 1998

1204 Christmas Tree Lane                                                                                about 1130 words

Pearce, Az. 85625

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The Cracked Mesa

By

William H. Smith

 

The descendants of Alfredo passed down this story; he was a poor Hispanic man who   

lived in South Tucson.  The story takes place south of Tucson on what is now I- 1 9, and east of Tubac on a mesa with large cracks.  The two men referred to as Alfredo and Jose are factious, but the story is based on actuality as it was related from the lucky treasure finder through his descendants.

The two "amigos" often got crossways with the law.  They dressed poorly, often in

need of a bath.  They both carried .45 caliber revolvers which they used in their plundering, the revolvers although not well cared for were still deadly.

One day, in 1918, Alfredo and Jose were in Tubac, where they attempted to rob a local 

merchant, but to their dismay the sheriff walked in on them.  Having picketed their horses in a grassy spot outside of town they were forced to flee on foot.  The sheriff and posse were soon on horseback, and were in pursuit of the two thieves.

While running through the rocks, bushes, and cacti Alfredo and Jose received many

bumps, bruises, and scratches in their attempt to escape.  While trying to escape they ran up a wash with the sheriff and posse in hot pursuit, Alfredo and Jose climbed out of the wash onto a mesa.  The Mesa had several large cracks, one of them was several feet long and very deep.  They lowered themselves into the end of the first big crack, hoping the sheriff and posse would pass them by.  Hearing their pursuers outside they remained very quite until they were sure they had been successful in their escape.

Being curious of what they had climbed into they built a small fire from a packrat's nest.  The fire licked the wood, and the chasm grew brighter from the firelight.  There Alfredo and Jose stood stunned, before them were gold bars neatly stacked.

Jose couldn’t contain himself and began dancing around and shouting, he had "Gold Fever".  Alfredo was sure Jose must have went completely loco, and he realized the discovery must be kept very quite, even their families could never know of the gold.  Alfredo without hesitating drew his rusty .45 caliber Colt revolver and shot Jose through the head.  He buried him in a grave inside the treasure crack.  In the past they had made several trips into Mexico, so when Jose didn't return Alfredo would announce that he had remained in Mexico.

Alfredo returned to Tubac and recovered their horses, and then returned to the treasure site, using Jose's horse as a pack animal he loaded several gold bars and made his way into Mexico where he exchanged it for American dollars.  He then returned to South Tucson where he settled down living well but not a rich life.  He told the story of finding a man gold deposit to explain his sudden income.

            Over the years he made several trips by himself to the treasure site, camping by the wash, below and near the treasure crack on the mesa.  Early in the morning before light, he would walk to the treasure crack take out more gold, and then proceed on into Mexico where he would exchange the gold for dollars.  He raised his family in South Tucson, never raising any suspicion concerning his modest income, he claimed came from a small gold mine.

            He continued this deception until 1963.  He was getting on in years, and decided to make one more trip to the "Cracked Mesa" treasure site taking his daughter with him.

According to the daughter's recollection she and her father drove from South Tucson toward Tubac, turned east on a dirt road before reaching Tubac, they crossed some railroad tracks and the Santa Cruz River, driving for about two miles they stopped at a spot just above a water tank to make camp.  The next morning Alfredo went alone walking up the wash carrying a pack, after about forty-five minutes had elapsed she heard an explosion, and in about fifteen minutes her father returned to the car, and they returned to South Tucson.

During their return trip Alfredo related his story of finding the gold bars and killing Jose to his daughter, swearing her to secretly while he still lived.  After a few years he passed on and the daughter married, she told the treasure story to her husband, and it aroused him to go treasure hunting.  They made several trips looking for the treasure, they found the old campsite and the cracks were there, but finding the gold bars wasn't to be.  They finally gave up looking for the treasure after several attempts.  They believed that Alfredo may have taken all the gold out, but he had said, “I left Jose's share and blasted the treasure crack shut, burying the gold and Jose under a land slide of rocks and dirt.”

The daughter gave up on finding the gold bars for their selves, and told Alfredo's story to her relatives.

In 1982 Vince Shields and I listened as Don Kinman a shirttail relative of Alfredo's told

us the story.  The three of us went to Tubac to see if lady luck might smile on us.  We drove from Amado to Tubac on a frontage road (the old highway), we turned east on a dirt road north of Tubac crossing railroad tracks and the Santa Cruz River.  We drove for about two miles, and found the water tank where Alfredo camped, and the wash he walked up.  We walked up the wash going about one quarter of a mile, there we climbed a tall cliff and found the cracks on the mesa.  After exploring the cracks we found an easier way to reach the mesa.  Sadly we returned to Arivaca without finding the treasure crack.

A few weeks later Vince and I took another trip to the "Cracked Mesa".  We stopped

where the road crosses the wash just above the water tank, walking up the wash. we discovered a large rock with a Matate (a hole worn by grinding grain or ore) worn into it.. The ground above the Matate was sloped and a easy way to the top of the cracked mesa.  The dirt doesn't look natural and seems to have been disturbed in earlier years. if a person was to excavate this area, the gold bars and possibly Jose's grave might be revealed (we didn’t dig).

The distance from the water tank to the Matate is about right for Alfredo to have          

walked in fifteen minutes.

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