Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1869-10-09
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Arizona and New Mexico.

lhNHR seen Illuminated oil paintings ana Nnte'-
color sketches Of this Terresal Paradise" beg leave
to present my photograph for inspection:
Fierce Mars bid a glad farewell,
And turn my back upon Belloua,
To photograph in doggerel
New Mexico and Arizona.
The singing grass, the thorny plants,
And all its prickly tropic glories,
The thievng, starved Inhabitants,
Who look 50 picturesque in stories;
The dusty, long, hot, dreary way,
Where meath blazing sun you totter,
To reach the camp at close of day,
And find it destitute of water;
The dying mules, the dricd-up spring,
Which novel writers seldom notice
The song of blood musketocs sing,
And midnight bowling of coyotes;
Tarantulas and ccntipedcs,
Horn'd toads and piercing mcsquit daggers,
With thorny bushes, grass and weeds,
To bleed the traveller as he staggcrs.
Why paint things in a rosy light,
anu HCNtI ttll tnC SlI1pIe ldCt,
How one sits down 10 rest at night,
And often squats upon = cactus.
The "night-birds music" sweet and clear,
Is evcr-pictured not n "leetie,"
As search might prove to enchanted car
The habitaton of a "beetle"
And oft at night the sentinel,
Who doing dreams of battle,
Is reused in fright to hear the yell
OF "lngins" who have 'jumped" his cattle.
As desert, mountain, rock and sand
Comprise the topographic features,
There's little left at my command
Except to paint the living creatures.
In point of "energy and sense
The wild Apaches are the head men,
And so in fairness l commence
To tell you something of the red men,
Each mountain chain contains hive
OF these marauding sons of thunder,
Who somehow manage and contrive
Te live upon mesca and plumber.
From tow'ring crag they watch the route
Der which train is slowly creeping,
And with wild, blood curdling shout,
Across the desert come they sweeping.
But here their valor takes turn
On meeting with the least resistance
They shun the fight, and quickly learn
To keep most respectful distance.
The "Injin" trcmbles when he hears
Around his head the bullets whistle,
And most unpleasant to his ears
Is crack of carbine or of pistol.
His choicest plan is where the road
Goes twisting through some dusky canon,
To squat in ambush, like toad,
Surrounded by each swart companion;
And when you reach their hiding-placc,
With noise enough to freeze the marrows,
To pour a volley in your face
Composed of harmless yells and arrows
But should you stand and make fight,
With carbine raised from off your saddle,
The mobile Red" will take to flight,
Nor blush TO think he must skcdaddle
These foes 10 railroads, soap and labor;
A few short years and they are gone
Beyond the reach of prayer or sabcr.
Now turn we TO another race, .
Inhabiting this sunny region,
In calm and fearless truth to trace t
Their manners, habits and religion.
There is no fairer law than that
Which "gives TO Caesar what is Caesars"
Yet this is not a land of fat
Because the people are called "Grcascrs."
These natives in Yankees eyes .'- 81
Have neither virtue, brains or vigor-
A most unhappy compromise
Between the Indian and the Niger.
Their language is mongrel whine,
From which the meaning seems to vanish
Like strength from lager beer or WING
A parody upon the Spanish.
On what they live, besides the air, ..
You may perhaps be interested;
They have as queer bill of fare
As human stomach e'er' r'digested.f
They eat "frijoles," "carne," corn,
And on hogs intestines riot; ..,-..,
''Tertillas," sleeps head, (hairand hom)
With "chile" for the fav'rite diet.
"Pinoche," watermelon seed,
Bad eggs, strong onions and ''pinolei3
But when they are hard up for feed
They live upon "mesquit beans" solely,
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The Greaser seldom eats or drinks,