Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1848-02-17

present wife, then girl of fifteen, whom her
mother brought to the president, to win the
bestowal upon her of pension for former
services, and Santa Anna became SO enamor-
ed of the artless beauty that he soon after
signiGeJ his gracious intention of honorlng
! her with his august hand, after vain at
tempt to secure the young lady in less
honorable manner, which the polite mann
ma, however, took care to illustrate.
| A MEXICAN HoTEL.-Atsunse we reach
ed Ell Plan del Rio,a miserable venta, which
we found crowded with cavalry soldiers and
their horses, so that we had great trouble in
| finding room for our own animals. This
hosiery belonged to the genus neson, va
riety of The inn species to be found only in
Mexico. 1t was, however, paradise com
pared TO the mesones north of The city of
Mexico; and remember that | often look
ed back upon this one. which Castillo and
voted the most absolutely miserable of inns,
as sort O: Clarendon or Mivart's. Round
the corral, or yard, where were managers for
horses and mules, were several flthily dirty
rooms, without windows or furniture
These were the guests chambers. Mine
host and his family had separate accommo-
da,ions for themselves, OF course and into
this part of the mansion Castillo managed
to introduce himself and me, and to procure
some supper. The chambermaid-who, un-
locking The door of The room appor1ioned to
Us, told us TO beware of the mata genie Che
bad people who were about-was a dried
up old man, with long grzz!ed beard and
matted hair, which fell, gullless Of comb or
brush, on his shoulders. He was perfectly
! horriied at our uncompImenlary remarks
concerning the cleanliness of the apartment,
about the floor Of which troops of feas were
caracoling, while fiat odoriterous bugs were
sticking in patches to the walls. My reques,
for some water, for the purpose of washing.
almost knocked him down with the heinous-
| ness Of the demand but when he had bro!
liule earlhenware saucer. holding about
tablespoonful, and asked for a towel, he
| started at me, open moulhed, withou, an
| swering, and then burst out into an immo-
detae fit of Taught 'Ay. que hombre, Ave
Maria Purlsslma, que loco es este oh.
wha, man, what mailman is this! Ser
vlllela, pamela, todlla, qee demanio qulerc:
| towel, napkin. handkerchief-vh hat the
devil does lie want ?-repearing the differ
ent terms used TO explain that ! wanted a
towel. Ala, ha, ha. rs meGio-,onto, e.
medio-tonto''-a half wilted fellow, see
"Que demnnio! quiere aqua, quiere toa!lah'
what the d.! lie wants waller, towels,
everything.
THE CRY OF MExIco-On entering the
town one is struck with the regularity Of
the streets, the chaste architecture of the
buildings, the miserable appearance OF the
population, the downcast look of the men.
the absence of os,enlatious display Of wealth,
and the prevalence of filth which every
where meets The eye. On every side the
passenger is imporiuned for charity. Dis
gushing lepers whine for clacos: manned
and mu,llated wretches. mounted on The
backs Of porlers. thrust ont their distorted
limbs and expose their sores, urging their
human sieeds to increase their pace as their
victim increases his to avoid them. Rows
of crpples are brought into The streets The
| first thing in the morning, and deposited a.
gaInsi a wall. whence their internal whine
is heard the lIvelong day. Mexico
Is the headquarters of dirt. The streets are
dirty, the houses are dirty, the men are dir
f., ty and the women dIrlier; and everything
YOU eat and drink is dirty Observe
every countenance with hardly an excep-
lion physiognoms will detect the express
sion of vice and crime. and conscious guilt
in each. No one looks you in the face, but
all slouch past with downcast eyes and
hang dog look, intent upon thoughts that
will not bearlhe light. The shops are poor
and ill-suppled, the markets filthy in the
extreme. Let no fas,idious stomach look
into the shops where pastry is made.
| A SCENE AT QUERETARo.-As we enter
ed the town by the garla, in desague, or
small canal, which ran by the side of, and
in, the very street, were bevy of women
and girls "in the garb of Eve" and in open
day, lumblmg and splasI,ing in the water,
enjoying themselves like ducks in puddle.
They were in no degree Disconnected by
the gaze of the passengers who walked at
the edge of the canal, but laughed and joked
in perfect innocence, and Inconsistencies
OF perpetraing an improperly. The pass
ers-by appeared TO take il as a matter of
course, but we strangers, struck with the
| singularity Of the scene, Involuntary reined
in our horses a, the edge of the water and
allowed them to drink, during which we
were attacked by the swar,hy naads with
laughing and splashng, and shouts of GAY
que sin rguenzas!-wha, shameless rogues,
"Echa-les, muchachas n'-at them, girls !;
splash the rascals - and into our faces came
showers of water, until, drenched to the
skin, we were glad to beat retreat.