Daily Los Angeles herald., 1878-09-03
BIRDS EYE VIEW OF sILvERADo.
Hurried Trip to the New Mines---A Mushroom
Camp-A Romantic Trail-The Emma,
0phir and Blue Light Mines-Ths Cry ii
Still They Come.

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Camp-A Romantic Trail-The Emma,
0phir and Blue Light Mines-Ths Cry ii
Still They Come.
Saturday last, in company with
the Messrs. d. M. Adams and T. w,
Stackpole, we started out on O
hurried trip of inspection of the
new Silverado mining district, in
the Southern portion of Los Ange-
les county. We took the cars OF
the Santa Ana branch of the South
ern Pacific Railway at 4:os, San
Francisco time, reaching Santa
Ana at about $3.50 p. NJ, Los Ange.
les time. We stopped overnight at
the Santa Ana hotel, leaving about
$3.50 A. NJ, by one of Squires'
teams, for the mountains.
Our course lay through Orange
and thence by bee line to the
mouth of the Santiago Cafion.
About two hours and u half from
leaving Santa Ana we pulled up in
front of the Canon Hotel which, to
our surprise, we found was kept by
our old San Diego friend Keith.
He gave us q delicious breakfast,
and we started out on our ascent of
the Cafion like men refreshed by
new wine-or excellent coffee,
which is the same thing, and the
latter expression was only not used
by the inventor of the phrase be.
cause that aromatic and exhilerat-
ing beverage, which cheers but not
| inahriatrs, WAS unknown in his
time.
We might dwell upon the highly
romantic and picturesque aspects
of the ride through the groves of
the valley which is skirted by the
Lomas de Santiago. To the es.
thetic eye there is much to enter.
tain and delight in the sylvan
beauty of this spot. About six
miles from Keith's hostelry we
passed the Santiago coal mines.
They laid to our left, and our pro-
IT.
visit to them. They are auout
seventeen miles from the railway
track aud the road leading to them
is a superb natural highway. AT
the end of q brisk drive of twenty
six miles from Santa Ana-making
sixty-four miles from Los Angeles
we struck the little valley In
which most of the habitues OF the
new mining camp have their
homes.
| SILVERADO,
Silverado lies near the head of
the Santiago canon and at the foot
of the mountain which, we sup
pose, ought to be called Santa
Rosa. 1t should be borne in mind
that Silverado is the town at
which the bulk of the miners are
congregated and not the district
covered by the mines themselves.
The district is called the Santa
Rosa. The mountain on which
the Blue Light and other noted
mines are located has no name. 1t
should properly, also, be called the
Santa Rosa. 1t is a little south of
east of the town of Santa Ana, and
is overshadowed by the highest
peak of the Temescal range, which,
with its famous hot otsprings, is only
a few miles off. The cafion mar, ows
towards Slverado, and great noun.
tains spring to a height of fifteen
hundred and two thousand feet,
and perhaps more, from the level
of the town. A hill two thousand
feet high, when you are standing
brash at Its base, and prepared to
mount to its summit, is formida-
BILE one-is veritable mountain,
for that matter.
We were surprised at the progress
the town has made. 1t would not
be fair to estimate its population
at less than one hundred and fifty
people. We put up our team at
the Gillett hotel. A little further
on we found the gigantic Recorder,
Clark, sort of infant Hercules
who pulls down the scales at three
hundred and twenty-five pounds,
and who walks up to the Blue Light
/ AAAihO NhtCC uthito WIluout
even starting the perspiration. OPP
posite Mr.. Clark's WAS the store of
Mr.. Pierce, a hospitable aud enter
prising merchant. There were at
least three saloons in which excel
lent bottled bottled beer was kept
on call and we need hardly say,
considering the gentlemen who
were with us, that the supply,
though abundant for ordinary oc-
casions, incontinently ran short.
1t Is bright, promising town, has
a number of astonishingly pretty
babies and children, and our best
wishes go with it. We shall he
glad to see it rival Virginia City in
numbers and wealth.,
A TURKISH BATH AL FREsCo.
We forgot to mention that our
party of three encountered, on the
way to Santa Ana, Deputy United
States Marshal J. d. Dun.
lap, the proprietor of the
Blue Light mine. We were fa-
vored with his invaluable company
for the rest of the trip. With Dun
lap as q guide, we started out to
mount the trail which led to the
top of the mountain, his mine be-
ing located near its apex. We
were informed that we had to over
come an attitude of about twelve
hundred feet to the mile; and, af-
ter doing the whole journey, we
are of the opinion that twelve hun.
dred feet is a figment of some-
body's Imagination. We think it
was easily twelve thousand feet to
the mile. Fourteen of Hughes's
Russian baths would have been re-