The herald., 1895-05-26

centavo secured his photograph as well
as the dogs. 1t was well pictured them
when l did, for few minutes later an
lmpromptu dog fight wrecked the pack,
broke the bottles and left the enterprising
individual minus his stock in trade. The
costume of this peon was raggedly pic
turesQue. His trousers had once belonged
TO Mexican gentleman, but were now
well ventilated. His vest was of a glaring
yellow, with a scarf to match, the latter
of cheap calico. Upon his feet he wore
the peon sandal of Mexico. which is SIM
ply sole of leather held in place by a
leathern string across the instep and over
the heel. Salamanca sombrero shaded
his swarthy face. and over his shoulder
he carried a sack, into which, from time
to time, he thrust ali sorts of odds and
ends picked up from the streets. l could
not ascertain that he had any other bus
iness than showing his dog to "gringos"
for whatever he could get out of them
There had been great bullfght on Sum-
day in the Plaza del Toro de Tacubaya.
number Of bulls had been slain by the
great matadores from Spain and Havana,
and pictorial paper had been issued next
day for sale on the streets, describing the
contests. Little children sold these papers,
crying out its name in Spanish at every
corner. Their shrill, squeaky voices kept
1t up far into the night, and theirs were
the first of the awakening cries beneath
the windows of the Iturbide, in the morn
ing. One little fellow with badly crushed
foot hobbled along, selling his papers. He
saw the man with the pack-dog photo
graphed, and wanted to earn centavo
in as easy a manner. Note what panied
expression there is upon his face. His
grimmy little hands hold out the paper so
as to display its only illustration, that of
a maddened bull tossing a matadore over
the fence. 1t is a pity that the illustra-
ton was not correct but alas none of the
fellow is a woman carrying babe in a
blanket. She is the boys mother, and
the centavo was in her pocket before the
photograph was taken. 1t Is a rule to
exact payment in advance. in Mexico, for
whatever is done for a foreigner.
Ice cream is a luxury in the capital
and it comes high A little frozen stick
of 1t, about as large as a stick of pep
permint candy. though not as long. costs
two cents. Tho hokey-pokey man and
his little push cart would do we'll to leave
City Hall Square. New York, and journey
to Mexico for there is nothing so elab-
crate in the way of a perambulating ice
CT cam establishment as his. There, a
peon takes a wooden pail into the ala
media and from it peddles his little sticks
of cream to passers by. The hokey-pokey
man would prove an innovation to the
Mexicans of the streets. The ice with
which the cream is frozen is obtained at
q cost of much labor. The natives go up
into the hills at night. Mexico City is
nearly 5000 feet above the level of the
seal. and sprinkle the leaves of the
maguey plant with water. Ice forms
every night and in the early morning
hours 1t Is gathered. 1t is In small pieces.
to be sure. but 1t is enough for the pur-
pose. Artificial ice is manufactured in
great quantities now, but Of course the
idea of purchasing ice, even at small
cost. is out of the question with the
poems. The merchant here pictured,
seemed happy, we'll satisfied fellow and
during the two hours 1 watched him,