Los Angeles daily herald., 1889-04-19

READERS of the HERALD will remember
that this journal, some months ago, con-
tanned an interview with member of the
British Parliament, a Mr.. Storey by
name. This gentleman spent some time
in this city, and was nightly pleased with
what he saw. AS he is gentleman OF
extensive travel, and can scarcely be
said to be interested in resuscitating the
paper town boom, what he says will
probably carry weight with disinterested
persons. 1t will at least serve to offset
some of the malignant "rot" which real
estate agents of Northern and Central
California and Kansas City have been
SO fond of circulating concerning us, of
late. His views are given in the London
.Daily News of March 10th, under the quite
appreciative editorial heading of ga Par
adise on Earth" That journal says:
The wanderings of Mr.. Samuel Storey,
NJ. p, on the American Continent had
brought him in the early days of the new
year to the capital of Southern Califor-
MIA, and left him with the impression
that he had discovered ''a Paradise on
earth" The member for Sunderland
describes the journey by rail from New
Orleans to Los Angeles as not altogether
agreeable. 1t embraces just two thous
and miles, of which the first four humid
red are swamp, the next eight hundred
wilderness, interspersed with rude Texan
clearings, and the next seven hundred
horrible desert. Then is the traveller re-
warded with lone hundred miles of ver-
dant beauty" and landed at his distir-
alton, if he has the good luck of Mr..
Storey, only fifteen minutes behind
time after a journey of three
nights and four days. The Town
of the Queen of the Angela"
which the Spanish monks who colonized
California founded early in the last CEN
tury, was but little village when it
passed, about FORTY years since. into the
possession of the United States. In 1870
it numbered 900 souls; it now claims a
population of $1,000. Broad sidewalks,
well-paved roads, and handsome shops
and hotels, are the characteristics of its |
main streets, and here and there, stand |
ing back, the eye lights upon an orna- |
mental private villa. A row of feathery |
pepper-trees laden with ruddy fruit (says |
Mr.. Storey shades the sidewalk a close |
cut cypress hedge guards the trim lawn
from the street; evergreens and orange |
trees, rich with yellow fruit, attract the
eye, and Towering shrubs tempt the
smell; standard roses and tall lilies
bloom in full luxuriance; geraniums,
and white jasmine glorify
the porch, whilst tall, stately gum
trees fill up the background of the pic
ture. Hundreds of such picturesque
abodes, we are told, are scattered along
the broad and stately avenues, which
stretch out for miles in every direction
out Of the town. We are hidden to re-
member that this description was written
on the 9th OF January, day OF brilliant
sunshine, with a warm, balmy breeze
tanning the cheeks. The inhabitants OF
his Paradise do not, it appears, disdain
he ways of earth. On the contrary, In
lodges of advertising, the Angelians
beat the world. At one door Mr.. Storey
copied the announcement: "Pedal teg-
artistically fabricated and illu-
for the infinitesimal compen-
sation Of ten cents per operation
which Che observes) being interpreted
INTO English, means-Shine your boots
for fvepence."