In October of 1983, an article was seen in the Texas Highway Magazine. The author Jane sit none. Is a Corpus Christi psychologist. And this is what she had to say:
Stories of beautiful women who have been wronged are many. Supposedly, their ghosts walk at night, searching for justice. La Llorona, The Weeping Woman, can be seen walking along several Texas rivers. She is the ghost of Luisa, a beautiful peasant girl who was courted by the wealthy, Aristocratic, Don Muno Montes Claro. When his family refused to allow him to marry Luisa, Don Mundo bought her a little house. For years he lived a double life, spending his days tending his estates and family business and at nights with Luisa. They had three children and were happy, until 1 evening. Don Muno didn’t come to the little house.
Louisa waited that night and many more before summoning up the courage to walk to the big mansion where Don Muno lived. She begged to see Don Muno, but a servant told her it was impossible. Don Muno was getting married to a wealthy woman of his own class. Louisa ran from the house, but not before seeing her lover and his new wife as they made their way from the church. In a frenzy, she murdered her children, throwing their bodies into the river.
She was taken to jail and died there, crazed, calling for the little ones she had killed. On the day she died, Don Muno, in his fancy house with his new wife, mysteriously died also. Some say that Luisa was freed from jail after killing her children and she lived a carefree and abandoned life, instead of dying in jail. When she died, and went to heaven, Saint Peter asked her where her children were. Shamefaced, She looked away from him. Her children were in the river, she replied, So St Peter sent her back to search, endlessly, for her little lost ones. Even now, people warn their children to stay away from the river because La Lorona may be there, just waiting to drag them under, sending them to the same fate she sent her own offspring.
Another version of the La Llorona story is told around Laredo from. La Voz Latina De Kuno, The April 1991 edition., Says that in the barrio in an area called the Devil’s Corner, a very poor woman lived. She and her three little children lived in a miserable hobble that seemed to hang on a cliff overlooking the river. Her husband spent most of his time and money in bars over across the Rio Grande in Nuevo Laredo. The poor lady washed and ironed for people, and sometimes she was even forced to beg for money to feed her children. She herself ate very little. She didn’t want much for herself, but it broke her heart to see her little ones suffer.
She kept hoping her husband would come back and help them. He finally did come back, but only to tell her that he had found a new woman and would not be coming back to her or the children he had fathered. Her heartache was too much to bear. She looked at the peaceful Rio Grande flowing below her little shack. Poor little angels…. Her children would be so much better off in heaven where they would never have to go hungry again. She dropped them into the river, and then smiled for the first time in months as they disappeared into the depths of the river. She could just see them all three with a shiny Halo already, up in heaven where God would surround them with love. She went to bed happy and fell asleep.
The next morning, the terrible realization of what she had done hit her. She missed her little ones. Life was nothing without them, and so she threw herself into the river and drowned as they had done. Many people attest to the fact that when the moon is full, one can hear the moans and cries of the woman, searching along the river for her lost children.
A San Antonio friend, Jerry Salazar, who is on the staff of the San Antonio Express News, said as a small boy growing up in Laredo, he knows that he once saw La Llorona. ‘’She was standing on the opposite bank of the river from where Jerry stood with a group of children. She had a long white gown. She had masses of dark, long hair and appeared to be very beautiful. She kept reaching out her arms to us, beckoning us to enter the river and crossover to her.’’ Jerry said the children all had the good sense to turn and run home as fast as their legs could carry them!
