At the Mexican village of Chimayo, over toward the Truchas mountains, the good people were especially devoted to a little equestrian image of Santiago in their church, and they made him a new pair of boots every few months, insisting that he went abroad at night and wore out his shoes, even on horseback. When Father Joseph stayed there he used to tell them he wished that, in addition to the consecration of the hands, God had provided some special blessing for the missionary’s feet.
