Mexico weekly ledger., 1894-08-09

ling in a lovely little mountain vale,
like a precious jewel 10 its setting.
Beyond that beautiful spot vas a
boundless expanse of undulating
lowland, covered with many colored
flowers, fairer by far than the roses
of Sharon. To the real were the lofty,
snow capped peaks of the continen-
al divide, which seemed covered
with a silvery sheen, as they re-
Elected the beams of the early morn
ing sum-.
The surrounding hills are to
Pixies Peak as the Lilliputians were
to Brobdingnag, and as we gaze upon
them they seem to bow in reverential
homage before us.
The summit OF the Peak is covered
with rocks of all shapes and sizes,
and looks as though it might have
been Il holly contested battle ground
during a Cyclops a
My comrade is talking wildly
through his hat; hear him mutter
rocks! rocks! rocks! rocks! He is
probably inspired by the vast vastly
of vastness which appears to his be-
wildered eye.
Probably | shall write some more
of my sublime and philosophical
thoughts next week.
AS / informed you in my last let
ter, Madeline Pollard is in Colorado
Springs.
Finding time hanging a little
heavy, Pete and | went to the
Springs to interview the fair damsel.
The following is resume Of the in
terview we didn't get:
We arrived in Colorado Springs;
we located Madeline. We went TO
the door, rang the bell, which was
answered by a soul faced bag, whose
age could be defined as an unknown
quantity. To say the least, she
was passee with a big 2.
had brought my most captivat.
ing smile with me, and now sprung
it upon "Uncertainty." lthad evil
IDENTIFY lost its charm somewhere be-
tween Manitou and the Springs, fol
it didn't work a little bit.
Finding that persuasion, moral Oh
physical, wouldn't go, l fell back
upon my gall, which | also had with
me. | produced the cards of myself
and friend, and asked her to please
send them up to Miss Pollard.
Her serene soreness said: CAIN
nobody by that name been here
81 beg your pardon, Madame. bu'
l know BETTER" said |, at she same
time measuring the distance between
the door and gate with a glance o
"me eagle eye"
"Well, | believe there was
woman by that name, but she hal
gone-only staid one day"
, 81 beg your pardon, Madame
said | again, "but | know -
found myself gazing upon thu
sign, "Rooms with Board" which
was fastened upon a politely, bu
: firmly closed front door.
My friend looked surprised, and
am afraid that l, taken so complete
ly off my guard, said darn"
We went back down the stree
> discounted, but defeated never. "Il
/ the bright lexicon of youth there i
l no such word as fall" thought l..
: We stopped in a drug store on tn
: corner and refreshed ourselves will
> a glass of soda. Colorado Spring
is a temperance town.
{ While idly slipping my decoctiol
and thinking how vastly inferior i
) was to Mexico soda l saw oil,
=. "Uncertainty" drillingdown the op
posite side of the street. The OPP
l portunity was not to be missed.
. called for paper and envelope. Thu
< paper | stuck inside and wrote
= "Miss Madeline Pollard, 11S N
TETON street," on the envelope.
started for the door and sang gu
| "Come OF Dick; l am going to de
! liver this note.' Dick finally con
WINGED me that we didn't look ex
actly like We made carrying notes
, business, but l kept on, resolved t.
:, do something.
This time Jul ring was answered
, by a bright-eyed, rosy-cheeked las
| "a servant girl, it could be plainly
seen. We tried our smiles ono,
more. The effect was apparent.
> said, care you the lady of TIL,
] house,"
: She-"Oh, no! | am one of the
J servants"
Dick-''Is it possible?"
Effect more apparent.
then asked if there were any va
cant rooms IN the place. There
were none. We turned TO go and
said: "~By'the-way, here is a note
Mr.. Wilson asked me to deliver, az
he knew | was coming up. VIII you
ask Miss Pollard if there is an an,
swer?"
The unsuspecting maid said: 81
am so sorry, but Miss Pollard is orl1
for the day. Will you leave the
note?"
No. we wouldn't leave it, as Mr..