One night I went to the mountains, when suddenly a rider came near. In the light of the fire, I saw that it was the Black Cowboy himself. He offered me some gold coins. I remembered the legend that my wet nurse told me when I was a baby. She warned me that you should never take these coins from him, or he would take you right to hell. So I closed my eyes, prayed to Saint Benedict, and little by little the ghost disappeared.

Maclovio Lopez ~ Pachuca, Hidalgo

Virgin of Guadalupe, I thank you, because the Black Cowboy saved me from the Death.

Juan Manuel Perez was playing hide-and-seek with other kids and saw a black cowboy in the granary. He appeared out of blue and said to the boy that he would tell him about treasures hidden in this very place. Juan got very scared and prayed the Virgin of Guadalupe. After that, the rider disappeared. Juan has grown up and now offers the Virgin this retablo.

Monterrey
November 18, 1958