The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1891-05-23
THE "MAGIC CITY,"
A Visitor to Caldwell Gives His I'm
preston.

correspondence AACICun } -uAu"'s
CALDWELL, Idaho, May 13.-To
see the beauties of the lower Boise
valley, one must rise at the break
of day and behind spirited team
drive over to one of the "benches,"
as they call them here but known
in California as mesas. Here the
whole panorama is spread before
you. At your feet nestles the town
of Caldwell and the lines of Gold
smith are recalled when you look
upon the peaceful scene, with only
a change in the name:
.sSweet Caldwell! loveliest village Of the plain,
Where health and plenty cheered the laboring
swain,
When smiling Spring, Its earliest visit paid,
And parting summer lingering blooms delayed"
Far away to the right stretches
the Boise river. Its banks, covered
with a plentitude of bright green
foliage that sparkles like so many
gems when the sun bursts forth in
all its glory, and light breeze
rustles in its emerald leaves. Over
and beyond the Snake river, a long
line of fog is slowly. lifting and
seems to be moving slowly and
surely away to the south and is
soon lost in the depths of the Owy-
hee mountains. Turn to the left
and a long line Of Lombardy poplars
lift their spiral heads. These SYM
metrical trees line the Boise valley
road for a distance Of fifty miles
and it is a beautiful drive, too, past
the lovely homes and comfortable
farm houses with barns Of great
proportions and stack after stack
of fresh new ,nown hay, while over
in yon field, leisurelv grazing, are
hundreds of fine thoroughbred cat
tie. 1t is a peaceful scene and one
to inspire us with loftier thoughts.
Now and then you cross a big
water. canal winding its length
through the fallow fields and then
again sKirting the roadside where
they are tapped by smaller ones to
irrigate an orchard or strawberry
patch. Here we stop at bridge
and examine young and thrifty
orchard of perhaps 10000 trees.
They have shed their blossoms
long ago but the aroma still hangs
to the trees. Young apples and
pears are forming and judging
from present appearances they will
have a crop of fruit this year that
will surpass all previous records.
Green fields of young grain greet
the eye on every side; acre after
acre of alfalfa and clover are passed
and one soon becomes used to the
scene and the novelty soon wears
away where everything is so abun-
dant. These farmers are all rich;
they have lovely homes and l am
told by my friend, the banker, that
NEARLY every one of them have a
pretty stiff bank account" They
drive to Caldwell in fine rigs and
always have the finest kind o.
blooded stock. Very few of then,
work, merely oversee their farms,
and the style and way of living
reminds one of tho South in thu
old days "befo' de wah." They arr
public spirited, too, for these road.
are in a fine condition and every
little ditch or water way is nicely
bridged, besides their houses are
nearly all of brick and often the
lawn in front is a perfect bower o.
roses or one mass Of flowers. You
can always tell the school house
for the grass does not grow very
plentiful about its doors. They
have a number of them along here
and they must raise a good crop of
two legged stock indpinu marolu