Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1888-01-14

hand upon your table, back downward, with the
fingers pointing south. Then imagine your thumb
east, and you win have very clever notion of the
shape OF Havana Bay. save That its entrance from
your wrist joint would be proportionatey no larger
than your wrists least vein. The bay Is nearly
three miles long and quite as wide As you enter,
overhanging your very vessei Is the famous Moro
yards distant. Is La Punta, tort set Vow in the
shore, its southern angle extending TO where the
shipping is dense and the wharves swarming
and its western angle turning sharp from
the narrow entrance back along the sea, termi-
mating where the noted sea drive Gale Anche
DEL N9r re , eeglns La Pnata Is 50 low r. might
threateningy with cannon. Behind 1t are hos
pitfalls, morgues, arsenals and many buildings of
P1nta, where the lovely Cuoapas nirt with the gay
trumpeteers, and many sad rOw-life tragedy Is
begun and still behind this Is the colossal prison.
which immense QuadrangulaS structure will guard
5000 prisoners at one time. Havana proper lies TO
the south and west OF this spot. You may wander
and you Will find no more quaint and vagarous
structural composites than you Will here stumble
upon In the narrow Gales on every hand.
But there lies Havana, a rare study In Moorish
Saracen and DOrlc architecture, startling in its
pink. yellow, red, lavender and blue colors and
decorations, on the west OF the Cleaning bay, while
ferries ply TO the villages estaci0ns, steamer
landings and warehouse communities OF the op-
posite side. on this east side, where the close
jaws OF the harbor open hi. and clambertng up
the monntain-stde where frown the landward out
works OF Moro Castle is Casa Blanca with its
Ia this wonderful daylight Of the tropics In such
distinctness, and with such a strange seeming OF
approaching and growing proportions, that in
your fancy, the houses individually became great
pillared temples. In and over and through this
dreamful spot, away up the side OF the mountain,
thread and run such indescrioa5le wealth OF vege-
clustered, shining homes Sem like great white
grapes bursting through glorious wealth OF
vines and leaves.
THE VALLEY or REST.
no IN no
east. Here Is verftable valley OF rest. Every
half mile is little cluster of homes set in a
marvellous wealth or rose and bloom. Beyond this
valley are seen pretty villages, each with It's half
ruined church whose only suggestion OF use or
occupation is had In the din or never-ceasIng
chimes: and still beyond these are upiandS waicn
almost reach the dignity OF mountains, upon whose
far and recedng serrated heights an occasional
cocoa tree or royal palm looms lonely as ghostly
sentinel upon some medieval tower.
Below and nearer, upon little peninsula eX-
tending toward Havana into the bay, is the
gloomy quarantine. Farther 10 the south lie the
great Santa Catalina warehouses where the sac
charine source OF Cubas wealth is stored In huge
hOgsneads, or rests dark as Lakes OF pitch in ire
mendous watts. Behind these is Regla, the lesser
Havana, across the harbOr. with its churches its
quaint old markets, its cockpts, It's ceaseess fan.
dangOeS, and It's bull-pen. over beyond this, set
Ike cleaning nest In the crest of the noun
tains, glimpse is caught ~ GuanabacOa full OF
villas, beautiful gardens and fountains and In the
oiden times the then Oldest Indian village OF which
Cuban legends tell Beyond Regla 10 the south,
railroad station, whence thousands reach the out
lying villas, or leave the capital for the various
SeapOrtS OF the northern coast; and right here
night and day. is busy and interesting spot for
the study Of manner and charac er as may be
found In all Cuba AT this station is seen IA
nous statue OF Edouard FeSSer, founder OF the Ha-
vana warehouse system. The entire southern por-
ton OF the bay, where some day the barren shore
line VIII be lined with great Warehouses and docks,
IS filled with old hullj OF Sunken steamers and
ships conveying the keenSft sense of desOlatiOn
and the shore here rises toupiands bare as Sahara
until, skirting to the right, the bold mountain,
Jesu del Monte, is seen, and then come the great
outlying forts extending far around To the sea.
Between you and thess, II still aboard ship, you
SEE Havana's demes and minarets, and, to all In
tents you are anchored In sceneful harbor Of old
spain. EDGAR L. WAKEMAN.