Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-09-22

who cannot be oblIyious to a tough
beefsteak, while feastiug on a free ex-
tinct volcano, has soul in him as tough
as the steak, and an enthusiasm as ex-
tinct as-well-the volcano. Trinidad is
an interesting and rugged looking place,
whose great smoking chimneYs and tall
buildings seem to say, 'you d better
take good look at the settlements now;
it will be your last chance. And,
indeed, it is not far from there
the scenery is the very
majesty of rudeness and unmhabitabIe-
ness. Pueblo ia city G4.sa an inter-
esting one, too. [ was "mad be-
cause had to wait here from Friday to
Monday for stage to Beulah Springs,
but now am glad. The climate is sim
ply divine, though L am told II can get
its back, or thermometer, up quite as
high in July as Texas can. In fact it s
ONE OF THESE VERSATILE CLIMATES.
Saturday it rained, hailed, sleeted,
sunshined and then wheeled around and
threatened to snow. It did snow at Den
yer. Cheyenne and those places above
here. We could feel the snow in our
bones, and the way we huddled over the
fire that night and excavated heavy
clothes from the bottom of our saratoga
ern, - caught my eye on account of its
name of course, and I'm glad to say
"does us both proud. - It's just the
house for a body travelling alone-a
homelike, cosy, clean, quiet and yet ele-
CANT place as one could wish. And. be-
tween you and me and-(the state line)
would be just as pleasant place for
an invalid or winter tourist to spend a
month ,as there is larger more pretentious
and expensive hotels at Denver and Col
orado Springs. have found Eye ancient
cliff jewellers . The residence part of
Pueblo is upon an immense table land
called a mesa, and on the side of this cliff,
right in the sides, | may say. are
THE MEXICAN QUARTERS,
the funniest built little houses i'm
aginable. They are made out Of rough
stones ,plastered outside and in with straw
and mud. The back of the house is
the hill. so two sides and front are all
they have to build. They are about
SKA feet inside, all single apartments,
side by side like martin houses perehed
up there. A tiny yard of snnbaked
ground, clean swept, lies in front of
each door, its width varying with the
size of the ledge. & cute little fire.
place, round and whitewashed, is ia the
corner of each house, a smoky hole in
the roof being the only chimney. Inside
these miserable looking little huts
is maryelously clean and cheerful.
The walls are whitewashed and lighted
by one window and the always open
door. The floor of dirt is hard and we'll
swept, with rugs laid around bedstead
and hearth. 1 noticed cream lace spreads
on most of the beds, and pictures of the
Holy Virgin and various saints on the
walls. The old people sit all day out on
this ledge, and, entire nous, believe
THEY ARE MUAMIEs
and don t know it. At every hut there
were old peopie-men and
women, who nodded and mumbled
their dry old lips. just enough
to prevent my investigating umbrella
from finding out il it was falive - like
did the 'twild Injin at the New Or
leans exposition, and got my senses
scared out OF. me by war grunt aud a
reaching for his tomahawk. OF course
there were children, one exquisitely beau
tifui boy about seven years old With skin
like faded magnolia flower petal, big
brown eyes that looked at you
with an unconscious pathos per-
fectly heart-rending, under their lashes
as black as crow wing. and