The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1913-01-16


into an orchard of grape fruit and
oranges is seen name familiar to
every boy who has had his fill Of
stories Of adventure, Kirk Munroe.
The road through the orchard leads to
the house which is located SO that it
overlooks the beautiful Bay Biseayne,
and between the house and water
stretches lawn where a. sorts of
tropical trees are growing. There is
spring on his grounds to which Mr..
Munroe has ascribed historical import
ance, claiming that it Is the spring
Of eternal youth sought by The explorer
Ponce de Leon in 1912.
But just now this section is honored
by another distinguished citizen. One
day while going from Cocoanut Grove
to Miami we approached place
where number Of men We're cutting
a road through the jungle. The auto
slowed up a little, and | recognized
in blue overalls and blouse, with his
hat Enthusiastically pulled down to
his ears, the redoubtable, William Jen-
nings Bryan, pick axe in hand, at
lacking the palmetto that everywhere
abounds. Mr.. Bryan and two friends
have bought adjoining lots and are
clearing a way through the tangle OF
tropical growth from the highway with
the intention of building homes fac
ing the sea. He didn't look as if he
was worrying much about a cabinet
position.
Among the interesting sights COM
mon on the streets of Miami are the
Seminole Indians from the Everglades.
Their dress is picturesque and differ
ent from that Of the Indians seen in
our own state. The same love of
bright colors is shown, but with the
Seminoles it works itself cut in the
piecing together Of stripes Of calico Of
all colors and varying widths, making
a fabric with all the variety, II not
the softness of color, of real Roman
stripe. Of this their blouses and
skirts are made, the stripes running
round. The skirts of the men reach
to the knees and their strong, brown
legs are bare. The necks of the WON
en- are wound with strings of beads,
the higher the rank the greater the
number of strings. One had so many
strings piled one upon the other that
they completely filed the space from
ears to shoulders.
On my return, I spent January End
in the oldest city in the United States,
St. Augustine. The narrow curved
streets in the older part o.: town, and
the homes built of the shell conglomer-
ate rock (eoquina) all give evidence
of the antiquity Of the place. The
cathedral, with its chime of bells, not
in steeple, as we are accustomed to
see them, but suspended in openings
in the high front wall, tell of Span
ish Influence.
My impressions Of southern Florida
are favorable. Northern energy is
working wonders in it's development;
the Florida East Coast Railroad, with
its extension over the ocean to Key
West, has facilitated traffic with Cuba
and made this the favored route from
the great cities, Of eastern United
States to the Panama. 1t is a part
of the plan of the man who built this
road to have ferry across the strait;
and he predicts that the time is not
far distant when ears loaded with the
products of Cuban plantations will go
directly through to New York and
other northern cities.
Southern Florida seems destined to
rival Los Angeles in favor among those
seeking perfect weather climate.
Those who have travelled abroad say
that it is more like southern ITALY
than is any other section.
The chief addition to my baggage
upon returning was a bundle of post
cards for the school children. These
were especially selected to show the
industries, plant and animal life, the
people, and buildings, historic and
otherwise, and in the hands of inter
ested teachers, these will do service