The Brownsville daily herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1897-1910, 1909-07-10

light, cooling DreeZeS' blew from the
Gulf not far away. The only thing
to mar the pleasure is lack of accommO-
dations on train. If our railroad COM
missioners would only attend to that
along with Pullman sheets. the weary
traveller would rise up and call them
blessed.
Arriving at San Benito, few miles
north of Brownsville, l made a visit
of two weeks and found a most attrac
| tive little town, which gives promise
of greater things. The wild bauty of
! the surrounding country and the
charming personality of its progress
sive people will linger long in happy
memory. The canal is one of the
wonders of the age, lacking only
| few miles of being equal to the Pana-
ma, with some three or four hundred
miles of laterals. The canal proper,
cause you to marvel at fate and revel
! in its mysteries. What trumps nature
played to the hand of man when that
river bed was drained But was it
the Rio Grande? Let him who can
tn answer give of how and when.
People from every state and foreign
land are lending aid to people this
Ito be- garden spot of our great
state. Orangs, lemons, bananas, also
English walnuts, are promising and
where the soil is till'd it seems you
have only to plant to reap. Melons,
vegetables, celery ETC., seem only
nucleus for greater things to come.
The roads would put to shame older
counties than Cameron.
UoI fra in within
an hour you reach Brownsville, and
in time twill be a greater Browns
vile, as tbs fast putting on metrOpoli-
tan airs I'm told.
We wandered down to the river side
and over there lies Mexico Soon a
rover had been paid his fare and l
was crossing. Far down the river l
watched the mOOnbeams culver.
Closing my eyes l listen'd, but no
gondolir's song came from sad-eyed
Mexico.
DISSEMINATING On the other side, we
boarded an ancient mule-car to which
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mile or more we rode, by pretty
plazas. thTO quaint, narrow streets,
by homes where dark-eyed senOritaS
peer'd thro barred windows. We
arrived at the cathedral Wandering
Moq lqSnoql I 's9Is!B W!p slI oIql
many had pass'd that way whose |
bones, a stones throw away, were
bleaching under a tropic sun. l saw
the worShippers at the shTines-and !
alth0- a protestant, I could but feel /
how vain to try to win them from so
sublime faith Resting in the plaza !
t1-atahnd hn Tho [
young heart hot and restless, the old |
subdued and slow" Twas a study not
to be deSpised In our front were |
Mexican officers alert and ready, in |
our rear water sellers and vendors of
Mexican art. l sigh'd as I thought
back in memOry's tomb lay an I'M
known history of the Aztec, before
the Fair Cod came. How few are
left of that ancient people-only
remnant weak and small.
But time waits for no man" Back
across the river the oarsman bore us
for a ramble thro' the streets of
Brownsville. Her stores and places
of business are up to date. From my
sleepless pillow I heard the strains
of La Paloma" and flying feet told
off the measure of the dance.
Leaving Brownsville 1 saw a new
day break. What gorgeous clouds,
To the south and east temples, pin
aeles and fanas rose in majestic beau I
ty and charmed with a mirage. For
miles a beautiful lake hung suspend
ed in the heavens with island and
wooded shore. 'Tis worth the price
of a trip to see the clouds come up
from that closed incubator, the gulf |
If never see that enchanting valley |
again I'll ever love the Rio Grande !
MRS. ROSA BATSELL.
Sherman, Texas, June 80, 1909.