Imperial press and farmer., 1902-03-15
"lOu Must 90 to Los Angeles.

SldT julIIN years ago, when tnlS CltN was more Mexican than American. He was private secretary to Presi- dent Johnson at the close of the Civil War, and afterwards came to South ern California in the employ of the Postoftice Department of the national government. He writes very in teresting account of coming to this country in 1867, and the same is published in Resources of Southern California;" as follows:
 In few weeks after my arrival in San Francisco, rising thirty-five years ago, the postmaster of that city said to me:
 You must go to Los Angeles!"
 was early thrown into the society of army men, and particularly of pay masters who had passed back and forth through the enchanting metrop- oils of Southern California, and every one of them many times said to me:
 You must go to Los Angeles!
 Subsequently 1 became acquainted with the proprietors of the Bulletin and Alta, and with many of their edi- tors and reporters, and there came always the same old commando
 You must go to Los Angeles.'
 And one day in February, 1867, received a letter from the Postmaster General directing me to proceed, as soon as convenient, to Los Angeles, and examine carefully into the postal conditions of Southern California, and report upon the Feasibility of re-es- tablishing the old Butterfield stage service, that had been suspended during the Civil War.
 A few days before my departure l was conversing with J. Ross Browne, the distinguished author and traveller, and he said, fervently:
 You must go to Los Angeles"
 For heavens sake" replied, what is there in Los Angeles that sets everybody that has been there so crazy? At my hotel, at the club, in the newspaper offices, and almost everywhere else, I am directed to go to Los Angeles. Tell me- pray, what is there so entrancing, so ravishing, so insidious about Los Angeles, as am going there tomorrow-and I'm going officially?'
 And I remember almost word for word his response, l will present It, as follows:
 Because it is the most picturesque and beautiful place on earth where there is no enervating warmth of summer and no severe cold of winter; where the nights are comfortable the year round: where roses and hun dreds of other garden flowers blossom and festoon the old adobe walls and porches continuously, and where you are lulled to sleep by the mellifluous melody of the mocking bird and re freshingly awakened by the maths of the linnet and the thrush
 An Arcadia!" I exclaimed as I had just been reveling in the sumptuous delineations of Sir Thomas More. And then Mr. Browne proceeded:
 You will see miles upon miles of vineyards, as nearly all of our Cali fornia wine is made in Los Angeles county You will see extensive or ange groves right in the city of Los Angeles. one of which contains two thousand trees. This is known as the Wolfskill orchard. And you will also see the prettiest lemon orchard in the world. owned by a man named Kel- Ter Now, be sure and make yourself known to a man named SanseValn and to another named Boyle, who will give you all the wine you can drink or carry away And look out for Boyle's wine. or you will never get out of his cellar. And be sure and visit General