The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1880-03-24

All trace Of the cleavings and rent
and fractures that have put theiI
mark upon this region have nothing
to suggest them now. In place O
lofty peaks, clad in deep emerald,
hoed evergreeos, gigantic assures,
white foaming cascades, and valleys
that seem to belong to another world
lies broad, rolling plain, stretching
away to the west toward other sier
rss that raise their blue tops to the
sky in the distance. On the ri9h,
rears
THE sNow-C0yERED PEAK
of Orizaba. beacon that shines there
forever, rejecting its icy light fol
leagues upon both land and sea
When We left the city in the morning
only its frozen tip Gould be seen, bul
now its rugged sides we're uncovered
clear down toward its base, as il
rose above its less majestic neig bors.
Though miles upon miles away, It's
ridges OF saud, clumps OF evergreens,
and, above sll, iss white cap, seemed
within speaking distance-an illusion
bat partially dispelled by the solemn
silence OF the picture
Apizaco Is reached, twenty-uiae
miles from the starting point, in one
hour and forty minutes. Mr.. Jack.
Son says this Is the quickest time be
has ever known the distance covered.
Here is the braneh Of the road, one
line Heading off to the southwest TO
Pueblo, while the other keeps on to
Mexico. Dlnne-, or "breakfastv is
served here, 5000 feet above the sea,
aud now our overcoat is not uncom-
Portable, after the sudden transition
from the heat of the valley. A chilly
breezs is blowing, and the natives
plo~ing in the fields have their gar
apes drawn closely abvut their necks,
as though they were distressed by
the cold. The plain has grown more
level as the edge of the plateau is
left, and broad fields Of maize aad
wheat stubble cover the llanos on eF-
cry hand.
Leaving Apizsco, the road crosses
q great prairie where the plow has
left no trace, and thousands of cattle
and sheep are grazing ia con!entment
every where. Now tits warme. again,
and white dust rises and covers ev-
erything. IL is so fine that it enters
every where, and the travellers look
gray under its heavy coat.
As the train keeps on. the massive,
snow-clsd Ixlraccihuall-the white
woman-and her companion, the lofty
Popocatepetl, rise in the sky to the
southwest, and near by, on the left,
stands Mount Malincne, over $4,000
feet above the sea. This mountain
is fitting memento of the wonderful
girl who played such conspicuous
part In
THE ROMANTIC, YET TERRIBLE,
DRAMA
OF the conquest ltbas the grandeur
of the higher peaks, and yet grace
fol beauty tbas suggests the tender
ness with which TIE Eame OF Marino
was ever spoken, both by the savage
Con4uisiadors and the unfortunate
Indian, whose rights were SO violent.
ly trampled under the domineering
heel of the cruel 1psnisrd Some
day when the world produces another
Homer or Virgil this woman will Re |
Is famous in song as Helen or Dido
But these latter days do not seem to
prompt those grand epics of the old |
poets, ard it may be for ages that the
most familiar monument of Malinche
will still be the mountain that bears
her name
Late 10 the afternoon the fertile
plains of Apsm were crossed. Here,
Tor miles and miles, there is nothing
TO be seen except the green maguey,
that hourisbes here as nowhere else
in Mexico. A crowd of natives press
abuut the train as it stops, tempting
The travellers to taste the national
bes serage that is the product OF this
plant.
No one can ever forget his fret
lraugbt of pulque IL is administer
ID 10 a little eartnenware cup to the
stranger the natives take it 10
| usrt measure IL looks
LIKE CHICAGO MILK,
wherein the lscteal fluid has been
literally diluted with the water of
Lake Michigan. The appearance is
,atUral, but the smell-it can never
,e described There is . combined
'dor of the dried pigskin in which it
s carried and the subtle and peculiar
dor of the plant. The taste is not
% bad. and if the travellers nostrils
ire sufficiently filed with the white,
shy dust Of the plain, he may toss it
fl without much Of shudder, shut
ing his eyes 10 the disgusting recep-
ecle from which it comes. There is
'ut one thing that resembles it in fla
'or, however slightly, and that is
.oumyss. The similarity is not very
triking, still il may be noticed Gen
Grant was familiar with the taste of
be beverage from bis visit to the
ountry thirty years ago. and did not
are to refresh bis memory, but Gen.
Sheridan and Col Grant felt bound to
aiisfy their curiosity in the matter,
md single cup holding less than q
ill was enough for both.
The historic field of Oiumba, where
Jortez made his miraculous escape I
Ifter the night of the retreat on the q
st Of July, 1920, was passed. The
pyramids Of Tiotihuacan, the lonely {
and ruined walls of three
centuries OF turbulence, aud finally
be spires Of the shrine of Guadalupe
4 dusk warned the travellers that
be city was at band.
AS the train entered the depot the
ound of music and the hum of voices
'nnounced that the people were out
n vast tbrong to greet the distin
,uisbed American. A committee on
be part of the Federal Government,
of Sebastian Commsccho,
diguel Hid algo y Tersn, and Mariuo
Ssrceno, and another in behalf of the
ommittee, comprised of Felipe Itur
'e. Yorge HammekiL Y Mexia, and
Cebellos, led the way to the