The commonwealth. (Greenwood, Miss.) 1896-1923, 1907-11-29
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have never seen whole fields of cab
bage before, but now | do, and indeed it
is a wonderful sight to me.
The irrigation bitches, deep, though
graceful, the pleasing country roads,
and little bridges with native sandstone
%abutments, crossing the creeks and
streams puts me in mind of the ancient
beauty flowing Greeks who thought it
their duty to make everything as at
tractive to the eye as possible.
have gone almost through the Pajaro
Valley without even tarrying long
enough to let you know that | was in it;
but you know the old saying "Better
late and never" so | will now inform
you that we are just leaving the valley
named, and climbing the mountains into
Santa Cruz country, where three coun-
ties center. Then we 60 on through
Santa Cruz to the ocean.
Hurrah! for the real and glorious
mountain scenery as we wind our way
further and further up among the Santa
Cruz peaks just before reaching the
county by that name. The rugged
heights, the shady Wales, the ripping
streams and the peaceful rivers. "What
a heart-enlarging outlook What deep
breaths Of Intoxicating fresh air!
Speeding faster and faster up the
heights we pass numerous cattle ranch
es, a vast and profitable industry.
Stock grazing on the almost ~perpendicu-
lar slopes, as thick as bees.
Up, up, up, we go higher and higher,
hundreds and hundreds of feet until at
last we find ourselves above the land of
vegetation. Now around the mountain,
then through the pass between Santa
Clara and Santa Cruz counties, once
more in the land Of the living, common
old every day pumpkins growing every
where covering the ground in innumer-
able quantities used for cattle feed.
More apple orchards are seen, red
with fruit and limbs simply breaking
under their burden.
My! what an uncommonly picturesque
creek this is we are crossing, mountains
rising up almost perpendicularly on
each side, dressed in lovely and various
colored evergreen trees and flowers.
A retreat for the literary men and wo-
men Of this state, who want to forget
the turmoil Of society and fashionable
city life for awhile and camp out, "livipg
thus away from an artificial world in
restful companionship with nature"
What a boundless sea of berries! l
thought we had quantities Of them at
home, but they are nothing compared to
these, the blackberry, began berry, dew
berry, and luscious strawberry Of a
dozen varieties are growing in large
separate farms.
And gracious me! l never saw any,
thing to equal the sugar beets. The
sugar beet production is a great indus
try. We have just passed the biggest
sugar factory in the West, owned by
the millionaire S~preckles.
Every now and then, a wee bit OF
corn be seer on the hill sides. but
it is by no means the principal product.
The orchards are mints in this country
when rightly managed.
Oh! the hundreds and hundreds Of
wild ducks that are on the ponds and
lakes. Howl! I wish that some Of our
good old Mississippi sportsmon might
get : shot At them.
We are now passing chicken rancll at
ter chicken ranch, where nothing Ii
raised but chickens and my aunt 20
deeply regretting the fact that she did
not purchase one several years ago,
when she ~ 70 greatly inclined and
never falls 70 bring up the subject upon
the slightest provocation, puts me in
mind Of DickenS Miss Betsy Tfotwood,
and her never born namesake.
Sheep raising il also very profitable
and III great occupation.
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fathomleGs blue,
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waves rush IN % wAnh the shore;
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