El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1899-09-14

Il In either you will be delightfully."- 81
tuated provided always that you ask IN
due time for q fire. "Greenlaud's icy
mountains here; ''India's corOl strand
is down in the desert. Leave your
muslins at home, every shred OF them
Late and early you will bask In the de-
llightful warmth of the big log fires that
burn continuously in the dining and re-
ception rooms at the pavilion. Right
cheerily the scarlet flames play upon the
FURNISHED andirons and amongst the
shadows. You will luxuriate a moment
In the warmth and them go in search
of wraps.
Returning directly, you are like the
Frenchman in Paris:-embarrassed by
so much wealth to choose from! You
wander out to the long verahda, and,
presto! you see squirrel peeping in
quisitively at you from the pines. In
voluntarily you get up "quiet f1irts-
ton" with him, your first conquest at
'"The Croft" You will not vanquish
him; others have tried. The "Croft"
ia his own and has been for centuries!
You are none the less welcome. A
rustic In his way, he little wots OF the
subtle dangers that Turk behind your
veil.
If you go for short promenade you
will find more conquests; either on
| "Possum,'' or 'Chipmunk Avenue"
or other rural boulevard equally as sug-
gestive and fascinating. You enter the
latter popular thorOughfare at "Cur-
lew Place. opposite "Aspenhurst"
| Jour ga damless Eden.'D A pace be-
yond Is 'Bird's Nest Cottage" and
'Glickswinkle" (Nest of Happiness.)
Mrs. E. P. Turner and Mrs. L. S.
Thorne are domiciled at "Curlew
Place.
II you can appreciate Italian skies
and gorgeous sunsets; romantic hooks
and FLASHING waters; if you care for
''trembling' aspens and stately pines
with background of ponderable
salitudes; if you love the flora, fauna.
:nsectivora, the wee wild things of the
stag with a challenge in his eye!"
come to Cloudcroft. And see to it that
your ticket reads via the Texas and
Pacific railway, the kings highway!
AS everybody knows, the ''king's
highway" was originally only a foot
path, but for pioneering. and as the
beginning of the end:(El Paso), the
the royal road! Ultra modern as to
equipment. The Texas and Pacific
railway has abride ed distance, and re.
duced to a minimum the discomforts of
travel. Luxuriously appointed, Moth
Jog in the way of comfort Is want
ing.
At Alamogordo you will see the "Co-
dorado Springs" of New Mexico, nestl-
ing, spreading itself" at the foot of
the mountains. found small white
thistle there growing in the dust of the
pavement, as richly fragant as the
sweet olive. You will be eager to reach
Cloudcroft, but you unjust MT get down
in the mouth If you don't get up in the
world" very fast when you have begun
the ascent to the Mecca of your pilgri-
mage.
Cloudcroft is yet twenty miles away.
White Mountain, the Pixies Peak of
The luscious fruits for sale all along
are from the rich Tularosa Valley
across the noun tains, the Sacramentos
forming the eastern boundary of the
fertile valley. At Jsrills junction
back there in the desert. you have q
golden opportunity to practice the
ecriptural virtue of patiently wait
ing" while enterprising passengers of
the unhampered sex mount to the top
Ct box car, take your engine, and GO
of at tangent to inspect the Jsrilla
mines, five miles distant In the Organ
Mountains. There are the wonderful
turquoise mines of New Mexico. A
specimen (solid turquoise) weighing 20
lbs. was recently taken out. Mrs. E.
=
al Psychologist" her card states, is
largely interested in this mines. This
Interesting woman miner is sent by a
Wall street firm ito prospect in New
Mexico. She has located valuable
mines, it is said. To kill time while
"pstiently'' waiting for your engine,
you throw your stale lunch to the little
ground squirrel and the ubiquitous
prairie dogs out there and watch the
fun!
The Alamogordo and Sacramento
railway is justly celebrated as the
''Cloud-Climbing Route" In 20 miles
the road elm BIS up, up, up, at grade
of to per cent, it is said! The en-
CINE groaps and shrieks as 1t zigzsgs
its way up the canon. At Toboggan,
the terminus. you SILVER in your linens
and bit ruefulIy catch at the skirts of
summer as she disappears down the
canon. A gentleman draws on a heavy
overcoat and complacently lights a
cigar. In half an hour a ''cosch and
four" rumbles down to pick you up,
just as you were getting interested in
picturesque Mexicans out in the canon,
their Alpine hats reaching up to the
flowing in the wind. If you sit near
the driver you want to seize the rib
bODs! You feel the tonic of the noun
tain air. You would like in fact to
get out and walk, run up the mountain
just to crush the rich verdure under
foot and to gather wild flowers that
fret the way; white, scarlet. lavender
and gold!
In all the shady places ferns crowd
each other like plants in tropical
Jungle. Cloudcroft is a great elevated
park, a virgin forest of stately trees
and primeval sylvan solitudes! incom-
parable vistss, deep canons. precipi-
tous heights! Her flora would truly
tempt one to ''botanize on his mothers
grave Nature attends you here: she
has no deputies. Her marvellous hsndi- |