The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1904-05-08

= man as he kicks or his spurs and
climbs stif1y on the ear. AT the next
station we pick up q fat sweating
priest who carries q pitcher of drink
Ing water under his arm. Why were
these desert places left to blaze Ike
open doors OF hel2 Why DO fool men
/ torture themselves and their beasts by
trying to live in them
There is a stir among the passengers
az the train swerVcs around the base
of a jutttng promonJory. bringing into
view a grove Of LOmbardy poplars
They encouraginglv wave their plumes
across the interval of waste. There
/ must be water over there says the
| fat drummer. a little later We glide
| along the edge Of great field OF al
/ faifa. dotted with the snowy blossoms
I of white clover; then we begin % tTaV-
/ erse vineyards. where great quantities
I OF Tlpening fruit give promise OF much
wine As we skirt some pasture lands.
/ the cattle. sheep and horses stop their
! browsing to look in wonder at the dir
/ ~, rumbiing train. The whistle Of the
: engine blows one faint, tired blast. and
I the DOrters are pulling or our grimy
: baggage at Mendoza.
Mendoza Is an oven.
II the foothills felt like a furnace
/ Mendoza seems like an oven. III is
now late afternoon and, although this
/ days sun has done its worst, there is
] still no escIpe from the heat The
/ cOachman walks his gaUnt horses. but
even though they move at a. snaiIs
| pace, they are soon wet with sweat
I F'retful women sit I'm the dOOrWays and
! fan their flushed faces; while peevish
/ children quarrel as they swarm the
sidewalks and cutters We truudle
| across an iron bridge that spans the
! dry bed Of q. river So there was moth
/ ing in the promise Of the pOplars. Evil
/ IDENTIFY there was not enough water to
| 90 around. Tie irTigatiug bitches have
! FED it all TO the famished land. and
/ now there is none left for the poor peO-
\ pie. Some of the population viii have
| to 90 thirsty as long as mineral water
/ sells for a dollar a bottle
/ All aboard for BuenOs Ayres. What
a relief to see the desert falling behind
/ in the race with steam. Never before
/ were water, soap and towels so wei
I come We now have sleeping car
made I'm L. :. A." and some one SAYS
/ the tables I'm the dining car have white
! covers. How fresh and "blushy' those
English girls look. If there is any-
! thing that approaches the looks OF an
American girl iJ is a BTitisher with
/ her natty duck suit and sailor hat and
glowing cheeks. The crowd I'm this car
[ IS cosmopolitan. The talk is not con
nned to village gossip or the affairs OF
I d. PRIV lilC1- Il ne trouble between EtEE-
| STA and Japan the Chamberlain cam
/ paign. Mark Hauna's death. the latest
/ Partisan styles. dollar wheat i'm the
| United States and the ST. Louis cx-
/ position, all have an inning one after
! another The people whom YOU meet
| are representative Of the greatness Of
! Argentina All your life YOU have heard
/ of its vastness, bur YOU are hardly pre-
pared Tor what sou see as the train
/ runs swiftly out from the vineyards
/ and orchards Of Mendoza. on TO the
! level floor Of the mighty pampas.
[ Herds Of cattle. countless thousands
! strong. are in sight as far as the eve
! can see. Here is meat for the armies
/ Of all the kings With so much beer
/ IN sight it IS no wonder the country is
/ attractive to the English
I Sunset Is a Beuediction.
/ The express strikes its gait. and the
I panorama. unwinds like scroll. Tt has
/ been a long, long day, but that sunrise
/ in the Andes was more splendid than
/ q transformation scene I'm a spectacle
B Of the fairies. and this sunset on the
/ Dampas is a glory OF another kind. One
! was a proclamation and the other a
! benedictiOn. To see the waning sun
/ battle the great pampas in its food Of
/ yellow light; to watch the reds fade
/ into blues; to remain a spectator as
/ nights forces close down upon the
! earth. and post the picket stars TO
/ watch. is well worth all the dust and
/ heat and thirst OF the crossing of the
desert.