Waco evening news. (Waco, Tex.) 1888-1889, 1888-08-23
LETTER FROM THE WOODS
Eoward WHO and His Little Woman -
Their Travels.

Their Travels.
Especial Correspondence
In THE WOODS OF MEXICO, Nov. ga
This letter is sent from what one might
call the jumping OFF place, and will be
cent back by Don Miguel, who has come
on with us to see that we are on the main
road for Durango, where we intend to go,
rs it is said that that part of the country
has some very interesting prehistorie
ruins, which we wished to sketch, though
we may be some little time reaching there,
as we are told that the tract of country
lying between here and there is full OF
humming birds Of almost all known and
>ome probably unknown species. There
are also several kinds of tanagers, which
hope to find in order to complete my col
lection.
We are going to camp and travel slowly,
leaving the carriage at our camping place
and tramping about but you can be GER
tain that we shall. 60 provided hereafter
with compasses.
The little woman was so shaken by our
experience in the forest that IL took her
full three days to recover, which time she
occupied in constructing bloomer suit.
and the Indian women at the Carroll ranch
made her handsome pair of leggings of
buckskin. This, with a straw hat tied
on with red ribbon, made her look very
picturesque if not pretty, but she bravely
shouldered her bug box, as she calls it,
and her sketching materials and was
ready for the hunting expedition in the
jungles, though the game was to be bugs,
butterflies and birds. She may make q
scientist yet, tell her, and she retaliates
by saying that one lunatic in family is
enough.
We slept the first night under the starr
with Il bright are burning, with our rub.
Der blankets and air pillows but l must
say that l slept little, as l feared the
dreaded puma, but morning dawned and
We were safe. The driver made up the
fire, and our cook aroused himself enough
to give us good breakfast of chocolate,
tortillas and beans, which, with . couple
Of eggs apiece, was as good as we desired.
looked up at The little woman to Sc, If
she seemed to have slept badly, and loi
her hair was crimped rs perfectly as IL
we had been ut home and she had put on
. clean collar and cuffsl 1 muttered
something about the ruling passion being
strong in death, but she asked so sweetly
what l said that gave it up, and now l
laid In her coffin she couldn't rest there
unless her crimps were Gin"
That day she put the climax to my ad.
miration by capturing and preserving q
green caterpillar as long as her finger. I
wouldn't be afraid to trust her in the
house all alone with mouse now. A
woman who can fearlessly catch such a
looking thing and get it into q bottle with
a noply not plJrch hircrar n rot1nl fhor, sfco1f
Is bound to achieve something some day.
wouldn't be surprised now if she should
STAY something worth being called game
or carry her fish bait in her mouth, as few
ladies learn to do.
The woods are humming and buzzing
with insect life, and my only fear is that
shall not have space for all the new and
rare specimens we find. We do not use
the old style alcohol manner of preserving
them, but have bottle Of dry poison, the
fumes of which stupefy and kill them
Instantly without wetting them.
We are at the bottom of rsvine, or
rather valley, with two abrupt sides,
whieh look as if they had once been one
mountain which had been riven and
stretched apart. All along the valley IL
itch grass knee deep, in which there are
endless numbers Of insects, and from acme
moist ground the cook, whose nane il
Manuel, has found basket Of cr,.wfish,
and the little woman two horned toads.
The middle OF the ravine has no trees,
which sets me thinking how strange it Is
that often in the densest forest you come
cut upon an open glade without SO much
Is bush, and wondering how it happened
that nature has forgot to plant trees there
too. The little woman suggests that per.
haps there is difference in the soil, 50 to.
morrow shall try to understand it.
Manuel tells us that there Is very re.
narkable cavern near here, which is fun
sf heads and homes and cups and lara.
We had the misfortune to break our best
~ater jar, and he suggested this cave as
the most natural thing in the world. II
It had not been for this we should have
gone within stones throw Of it ignsr.
sntly. We shall try to explore it -
morrow. EDWARD WA