Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1883-07-29

o,"'"H inc HiiI- nj Mineral Wells The
fic'"resane Valley and Its Enchant-
Ing Scenes.

Picturesque Valley and Its Enchant-
Ing scenes.
Corrspondencc OF the Caze,te.
mineral Wells, July 26. 1T may not
prove uninteresting to the readers of
inc SAzErTE to get bird's-eye view
o. Inc beauties aud charms of this re.
urea valley of Mineral Wells. The lit
We Town Hes beautifully nestled at the
iooo OF mountain range, which in
urn Is guarded by hills beyond, that
seem TO look over the shoulder of each
oSneI, nS II " suggest the inquiry, is
~ weir" 10 All eye unused to scenes
NE THESE, there is "A spellbound sense
t s,''. 'lolus us captive. as we look upon
shese 'aithiul sentinels, which have
ior centuries guarded The peace
IN Vaies below. Not content
20 behold the happy valley,
our iaucy led tis one pedceldl evening,
When only Il few hours remlined be-
fore The clasp of all the week would
close, to witness the day die from he
mountain Top. Step BY step, rock
after rock, we soon reached the half
way station, ut which we halted--a
in trry laughing larly Of four. Hoe
was the grand vista opening upon
us with an occasional climp.c OF some
lar OIL mountain top. But on we go.
higher aud higher, waving our adicrs
TO friends W. recognize below. An
other bait on some huge boulder to
Jake III the yet expanding vista;
below Us were dark rece ses thot
out of their solitude
spoke defiance to mortal footsteps, ana
tearing TO intrude, our gallant chap
eron again led the way, aud soon the
top Is gained, some two hundred feet
from the valley. Beyond, limitless
expanse stretches out before us, over
tapping ranges of hills until they melt
in the dim distance. The last finger
ing rays of the sun had just touched
the mountain-top with their good
night kiss as il reluctant to leave; then
all are gone and with the sun sink
into the golden west. The twilight
steals on apace and slowly and silently
1t deepens into night. One by one the
village lights CLEAN out below, and
away over on the mountain side and
at the base the camp-fires
flicker. What u werd, strange
look 1t gives the sleeping
village. Now we turn our gaze to the
east, awaiting in anxious expectation
the fair regent of the nighto In the
meanwhile, we deck our hats and
wind our garlands and while the
modest moon dallies, our escort enter
tains us with his Indian legends, until
we listen for q war whoop to resound
through the valley below, and the
mountain to send back the echo. The
moon Is coming! We are warned by
ruddy glow in the east. Gradually il
ascends, peeping at first from behind
bank OF tleecy clouds like some coy
maiden. AT last, there she is in al,
her grandeur, Transforming the
whole scene. Each rock stands out
and glistens every leaf is quivering
in stlvered light. Again we turn to
the vale and all IS hushed in repose.
The fire. have died out from camp and
home and the scene is changed to one
OF enchantment, wrought by the
mystic mo0nbeams. In soft radiance
the town sleeps rs if fairy spell
hung over it. 10th are we to bre TX
the charm that holds us in its embrace
and thus dissipate the sentimentalitv
OF the genus tOci but Time, that un- |
relenting Waterman, reminds us that
our knight must soon be on the high
way of travel. We hurried down t,
the base of the mountain, soon to find
ourselves at r, st in the delicious. cool
repose of our hotel.
The scene Is changed, aud the morn
ing finds us footsore and weary. But
time will never eitace the pleasant re- |
menbrance of that mountain haunt.
"Stlii DOR these scenes shall memory wake.
And fondly brood with nisor care
ANA tine but the impress ion deeper make
As streams thcir. channels deeper wear :"