The San Angelo press. (San Angelo, Tex.) 1897-1907, 1905-06-15
Comanche Chief.

10 Ded To sleep unuer Jne lul-
labies of the Brentwood band
playing on the second piazza of
the hotel. Awoke at 4:30; break
fast at $50; aboard u special
Santa Fe train at 6, and off for
San Angelo thirty minutes later
1t was our last day in that section
and the heavens began to weep
coplously. Town after town went
shimmering by and we visit not
what they were-past Bangs, and
her bangs were so wet she did not
look her best-past Santa Anna,
IN the lugubrious shadows of over
hanging mountains-past Talpa
Balllnger and Miles. The heav-
ems dried its tears, tore away it's
veil of clouds, and turned upon
us a smiling, sunshiny western
welcome. The prairie dogs APP
peared and shook their abbreviat-
ed anecdotes to the accompani-
ment of a musical bark. The
mesquite covered pralries rolled
anu SNelltu uuOll Ncul Cuil ALI
gelo, when they came to a stand
still, and as far as the eye could
see stretched their unruflled front
toward the setting sun.
A halt was made at Miles to re-
ceive serenade from the local
band in brilliant red uniform,
and 30 excellent was the music
that the pencil boys arrested
them on q bench warrant, took
them on board and carried them
to their destination.
Arrived at San Angelo, Queen
of the Conchos, at 1O:3O. Shin
mering in the sunlight and out
spread on the banks of the pref
tiest stream in the West, like the
wings of great bird after u
drenching rain, we had seen it
grow on our vision for sometime
from the windows of the SKIM
ming train. The town was at
the depot on wheels and so evil
dent was its hospitality that Tom
Perkins took a bottle of it home
with him.
The vehicles with their precious
visiting burdens scattered over
the city, and to the variegated
editorial vision was unrolled a
panorama of beautiful homes, Of
spacious avenues, of Metropolitan
business buildings and stocks, of
natural scenery, the like of which
is found no where else in the
booming, bounding West. There
are two bank buildings in San
Angelo that are as handsome as
anything of the kind in Texas. A
hotel, she has, little short of the
Oriental in structural elegance
and completeness.
To this scribbler San Angelo
was a revelation and a surprise.
He had expected to find a live
city of cowboy crudeness; he
found a city with plenty of Gull
ture, as cosmopolitan as Dallas,
with wealth bullying from its
banks and business houses and
dropping in golden nuggets from
a hundred ranches and farms.
Mark this prediction-San Angelo
is the coming metropolis of the
great middle West.
AS to entertainment, we had it
in II delightfully."- assorted variety
rides on the Concho in a gaso-
line launch and row boats; leap
by local talent from the top of an
iron bridge 100 feet to the water
below; broncho busting by
Booger Red, an eminent local
horseman; an exhibition by Met
calfe's trained mules; and last,
but by no manner of means least,
dinner in comparison with
which all the table de hotes of
Delmorico would taste like coag-
ulated moonshine, In the court
house this repast was spread and
served by women as pretty as
ever q western zephyr kissed.
Potatoes, beans, tomatoes, porter
house, veal, butter, buttermilk,
pies, cakes, ice cream, corn bread,
biscuits, chicken. turkey, mutton,
kid, preserves, eggs, battercakes,
gravy, etc, etc.
The courthouse is eushrined in
an exquisite park off trees and
grass, hand planted, with hedge
bound walks, making a delightful
retreat, in happy contrast with
what we expected to find in sun
burnt San Angelo,