Los Angeles daily herald., 1888-11-11
A DAY IN THE COUNTRY.
Written by an Eastern Tourist i'm
the Semi.TrOPics.

the Seml.rrOPtCS.
EDITORS HERALD-One day lately we
were the participants in most delight
full trip, and am wondering if can half
convey to you the details of the trip and
our enjoyment of it. In the first place,
imagine the brightest sunshine, the
bluest of blue skies, equal to anything
that Italy could afford, a fine team Of
horses, comfortable carriage and six
jolly people-this for the out.go. In my
account you will miss, like the foam on
the champagne after it has stood some
little time in your glass, the ever
effervescing tone borne of the real over
flowing enjoyment of the thoughts called
up by passing scenes; and really think
there is something exhilarating in this
air, too, that effects ones spirits. Some
one has said that cit is the little
things that 60 to make up our happi-
ness" and really it seemed 80 in our
case, for trifles light as a afforded us so
many opportunities for fun and frolic.
We started for Morocco-don't be
alarmed, not to Egypt, but to lovely
plain in beautiful nook surrounded by
Everlasting hills. We drove out Main
street little distance to see the founda-
tions of an immense hotel, projected
soma little time ago, and great mistake
it seemed to us that the work had not
been carried right on to finishing, for
this seems the one great need of
the city-greater accommodations for the
tourist and traveller. It was almost be.
wildering to stand on it's foundation OF
brick and mortar, with it's superb arches,
and gaze up and down the many corridors.
aisles, etc., that reminded one almost OF
the catacombs. Back again and out
Seventh street, passing some lovely
homes. One more notable than the rest
called forth the remark: "Now there is
place l would be willing 10 live in il
the owner would give it to me-" And
no doubt the worthy President of the
Chamber of Commerce would give it il
he had no use for it himself. Soon we
have the city at our back and are getting
lovely views of mountain and valley.
East of us are the Sierra Madre and San
Gabriel mountains, with intervening
billowy hills.
And here, too, the ocean breezes await
us, fresh-although salt-from Santa
Monica. Now, we stop at large ranch,
900 acres. 10 one from the East
where 300 acre farm is considered
large, 1000 acres sounds immense; and
80 it is. But 40, 900 is immenser, and l
have since met a lady who spent some
weeks during the past summer on one OF
the latter sizes. This 1000 acre ranch il
we'll stocked, cattle by the thousand
were grazing, or rather feeding on 6
peculiar little dried seed that is found on
the ground, and is very oily and
nutritious. Hay by the thousand dol
lars worth, we'll pressed and stacked
Horses and colts of blooded stock, the
little frisky colts were just being led out
by the half dozen to paddocks. We got
out of the carriage 80 as to visit the
dairy and see the cream churned by
steam into most delicious butter-just az
good, it seemed to us, as when ouI
grandmothers used the machine tina,
was "big at the bottom, little at top
and thing in the middle going whip
porty-whop." What would our grand.
mothers say if they had to cream the
milk right from the cow, put it in the
steam churn, and in less than forty
winks have rolls OF sweet, nutty butter il
the refrigerator? But goodbye sweet
butter, sweet milk and sweet scenes
Our time is passing and We must pasi
on. Too soon we reach Morocco's lovely
plain. 1t is laid out in building lots an(
soon no doubt we shall hear of thriving
village of a thousand souls. 1t will no
take many years the way Los Angeles i
growing for the city to reach Morocco. W.
chose the shadow of an immense fig tre'
for our lunching place, and gazed ou
over hillsides Of cultivated land, hun
dreds of peach trees that had been loadet
down with fruit only few weeks pre-
viously, castaways of melon patch, bu
; so good that We feasted on them, lime
for our 'ade, ripe figs, ripe tomatoes, etc
Did ever a lunch taste so delicious a
this? We are warned by the declining
sun to start homeward. As We reach tn
road again and drive short, distance W
come to broad avenue of fine trees s.
attractive that we are tempted to lool
into it further. leads us into perfec
garden spot of blooming flowers, wavin
9 plumes of pampas grass, beautiful tree
and shrubbery-and q warm welcom
6 from the owner, descedant OF tn
, "Norvap whose father fed the fockf
! etc. Some how everybody seemed gla
! to see US, for the nearer home we cam
to Senator Coles place, where his eo
also welcomed us and invited us in, an
gave US some delicious grapes, apologiz
, / ing that the best were gone. He ais
! would insist on our taking some win
with us. The sunset rays tinged wit
! roseate hues the mountain peaks to til
! north of us as we entered the "City 9
the Angels" and retired to pleasan
!, dreams. BROOKLYN.
Z FURNJTuRE FACTORY.