Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1869-12-02

hunted by Mexicans, and oatre Americana
mounted on wiry ponies, and clad In leggins and
acsen q rudely tannod leather. 1t Is strange
land, and Of vast extent-this Rio Grande border
containing as 1t does, some 10, 600 SQUARE miles
Witnin its limits. Trails cross the wierd expauee
az wide Intervals, and ranches exist at intervals
OF thirty to one hundred miles,
moil, alter my horse stampeded set out on
or.,, ous 70 iran him, which, as he was dragging
lUrty y Ioot rope, was not very difficult matter,
aitnough the bushes were quite thick. The day
was almost as hot as summer, and nv huge ridinp
Doots CALLED my feet savagely. Still kept on,
trusting each moment to come up with nv steed,
anu knowlng that once abandoned tho trail, ali
nope OF recovery was lost. knew my horse wns
yeritaoie mustang-as wary and treacherous as
iox but still could not corrective that he could
ler any great distance, drag picket rope-s.it
99,' must become entangcd," thought ], land then
na,,s IL succeed in coming up with him." But soon
noticed that the trnil led through those portions
OF the chapparal least dense, and then saw that
was In a FIX" After pushing on rapidly for
about two hours, during which time failed to
even get slight of my horse, suddenly came to
a iuli stop. ! heard the rapid tramp of horse to
ny right. A moment later, gaunt, yellow-hair-
ed and sun-burnt ranchero crossed my trail not
twenty yards ahead.
Haiti shouted, placing my hand upon my
Pistoi, Inc horse was suddenly refined up, and
ms rider, with an expression of the most profound
a%stonishment, % calculated the single word-"Je-
whiilkins J.! at the same time his Jaws fell several
inches, and he too placed his hand upon bis re-
soiver. meeting in the chapparal Is always
iraught with danger. Criminals ever lurk there.
AND men, man on foot, as was, must mean
Least OF all, in the chapparal. But / had right
70 suspicion everybody. "Jewhilikins ~ slowly
e)aculated the ranchero for the second iime
say, old fellow, you needn't be afraid of
me "a y exclaimed, "if you are all o. K.-you see
! have lost my horse, and am tired of following
him on fOOt-here'g hia trnii,,-and 7 noiptad -
my feet. ~
Our hands slid off from our reyolyers and we
arew near to each other-still watchful. found
lne rancaero was a veritabe Yankee-had emf
willing to trail my horse for consideration, and
y successful, would deliver him at Wards stable
IN Ban Antonio. gave him my brand-a dia-
nond on the leftshoulder, and he rode off-bend-
ing low In the saddle, and with his gray eyes
where | had left nay saddle and eqnIpments, Which
had cached" before taking the trail Ny feet
we're horribly frayed, but held out. At ten, the
same night, reached San Antonio on Mexican
,art' much fatigued, and voraciously hungry.
inc hrst man l met on the Plaza was the ranch
,ro;; He had found my horse, and went to bed
slth, Happy, happy be thy Dreams" on my
ips But slept none-my feet felt us though
he Devil or some other chap was grillng them
IN gridlron of huge dimensions. and
'Balmy sleep, tired Natures sweet restorer,"
~'S.NS "a w AAoho vi mss Bcutlo tuOlers
At the dawn was In the saddle, and AWAY. /
vent out on the Trio and thence to Helena, in
larnes county. ! had brush with one of the
Taylor gang on the morning Of the 1lth inst.
There is now but three left OF this atrocous band
which In Jano,. numbered nearly (as has now
'een ascertained) thirty men. Il
attended the old Cathedral yesterday morning
felt as in dream. Here Is a city of great an
iquitya city of 16, 900 inhabitanls-on the verge
# civilization, city cosmopolitan In Its charac-
er, full Of luxury,and yet hali-barbarousi many
# its chnracterlstIcs. The dark-eyed, graceful |
'panish girl glides along the narrow streets to |
rush against some fair haired blonde from New |
ingland-the daughter of some Boston merchant |
Tho has transferred his business to this point. |
here is the Mexican in his sombrero and zarape,
nd the ''nobby'' New Yorker-the silk and |
roadcloth of fashion, and the worsted and leath- |
7 of ancient days. The bell of the quaint, crumb-
Ing old cathedral, summons people of score Of |
ationalities to worship beneath Its dreamy arch
g. And this Is San Antonio the "queer, quaint |
nd quizzcal."
! leave for Delaware, in December, and hope to |
AXE my Christmas dinner-the first In ten years, |
houe. Truly youis,
KALEIDOsCOPE.