The Roswell daily record. [volume] (Roswell, N.M.) 1903-current, 1907-10-01

lnQu1r1ng as TO their grOsst1, We learn
ed that they were planted to be used
as posts. They grew large enough in
two years and were planted 1000 to
the acre, selling at Csc each. so you
two years. This is right out on the
prairie with nothing in sight but this
, ranch mouse on one side and the lit
tie town of Bovina, owned by the
ranch owner, on the other. So to re-
lieve the monotony the men on our
train, porters and conductors includ-
ed, got up a game of base ball. They
manufactured a bat and got a ball in
one of the stores, and | tell you it
was played with as much interest and
zeal as though it was League game
of professionals. We had a genuine
fat man for umpire, and there were
some sunburnt faces after the game.
There were nineteen tourists in our
car, and there was a private car at
tached which was sidetracked with
us there. Luckily there was a board
ing house where We could get pretty
style.
We were finally taken on to Texico,
where we were left two hours. We
found this to be typical rough. west
erl town. Every other door was a sa-
loon, and Mexican cowboys and rough
looking men were on the streets. 1t
was rougn place, where a woman
wouldn't wish to live. From there our
journey was undelayed, as we were
attached to the regular train. We
stopped at Portales for our suppers
and were served a fine lunch for Csc.
The country through there was all
sandy and prairie land. We could see
herds of cattle at a distance with COW
boys watching them, and every now
and then a little cump of bushes and
low trees beside stream. We began
to feel discouraged and didn't hardly
expect here, in spite of the assertions
made by some of our party as to the
beauty of Roswell.
We reached here late at night and
were driven in the hotel bus direct
to the Hotel Gilkesop, so couldn't see
much as it was dark night, but the
next morningi We were so surpFis=
ed, delighted and entranced that the
smile that won't come off was in evil
dence on our faces. / don't mean to
give anyone a too exalted opinion of
this place, but after travelling almost
week, and half of that time through
a scenery which soon got monotonous,
this seemed like Paradise to know
that the place chosen for our future
home was so different from the towns
we had been passing through. This is
located in the Pecos Valley and is ir
rigated by artesian wells which il the
valley throw up a stream eight feet
in the air. Upon the hills it has to be
forced up by windmills, as it just
comes to the surface or within a few
feet of it. The town is hidden from
sight by shade trees, and wherever
you irrigate you can plant anything
and it will grow. We saw some of the
most beautiful roses, grown out of
doors and prettier than any We could
grow outside greenhouse. The trees
are mostly cottonwood and weeping
willow
We boarded at a boarding house
owned by a widow, a Mrs. Evans,
WI en- we first came here, and you
couldn't find better board anywhere.
1t is equal to anything in the north,
as she serves nothing but the best,
and that at 25c per meal. Our first
Sunday dinner eaten at her place con-
sisted of a homegrown menu, every
thirg on the table having been rails
ed in this locality. and we had roast
chicken, mashed potatoes, sweet po-
tatoes, roasting ears, lima beans, hot
corn bread, cabbage lettuce, salad eel
lemonade, apples and grapes, water
melon, ice cream-in fact 1 can't re-
member what we didn't have. and all
of our meals were just as good as
that
The first day we were here we call
ed on the Methodist minister, Rev.
Jonn H Murray, with whom we had
held previous correspondence, and we
found himself. wife and family to be
most excellent people. On learning
that Lee and 1 wished furnished
rooms or a cottage at once, they very
kindly gave us the use of their car
riage and Mrs, Murray and started
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