The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-08-18

A&OU URA tuo 620. A0k02600 val.
 Icy, toward tho hills of Calaba- sas, runs that old road, Ell Ga 4 rnino Real of the early mission Aays.
 And now repiicas ef old mission bells, each suspended in solitary dig nity from . rusted iron rod, mark tn- tervals along the dusty way, opce narrow trail worn by the patient feet ef that gentle and great padre, Juni- ipoeo Serra, . trail from the San Ga lbF1el valley to tho shores Of Monterey. A narrow trail then, but. even then. to him 1t was broad in its potential 0tgnincance of the .awn of grace upon the mountain shoEes sf heaven's lost elrden, Caiiforn1a.
 Not far from enc iron posted bell in the valley, Ill Camino Real fa1terI, to Ind eventually lazy way round the low foothills, as though reluctant to lift ss winding length over the sharp pitch Of tho Canajo pass beyond.
 Near this lone bell another road, an eGSpr1ng of old m Camino Real, runs Quickly from It's gray and patient sire. Branchipg south in hurried turns and Uulip)s winA1nss, 1t climbs the roll tns hllls, ever doAging the rude piled massss of rock, with scattered brush botween, but forever aspiring cour- ngeously through the mountain sage and sunshine toward its ultimate green xest in the shaAewy hills.
 Tn the sweet sase is the drone of booe, like tho hum of far city. The thinning, acrid air ts tinged with the faint fragrance ef 6nburnt shrubs and grasses.
 With the sinuous avoidings of baf- fed snake the road turns and turns upon itself until its earlier promise Of high aAyenturing seems doubtful As exten as not 1t climbs a semibarreu dun stretch of sun baked earth dotted with stubby cactuses, passes these dwarfed grotssQues and attempts the narrowing crest of tho canyon wall, to swing abrupt1y back to Jthe cactuses again, gaining but little in its upward trpnd.s
 Impatient, it finally plunges dixsily round . shaxp outstanding angle of rock and down into the unexpected enchantment of Moonstone canyon. Here the gaunt clifrs rise to great wild gardens, draped with soft rose and poignant red amid drowsy undertones ef gray and green and gold. Dots of vivid colorS hArne and fads and pass te ledgss of dank vtneclad rock and drifts of shais as the road ciimbe agaiu.
 At the next turn are the indist1nct voices of watee commingiing in . monotone and the road ceases to be as the cool sitver of . ,mountain stxeau, { cuts through 1t with seemingly incon- eequenttal neandN1fngs, but with the soft srroeanes of . power too great to he denied. AaA the indistinct voices left behind fade to unima ginable scunds as tbe stream patters down its grayeliy course. contented beyond measure with it's own adventuring.
 Patiently the road tAi~s. up its way moving in easier sweeps through . widsning vsllsy, but SsrevsF climbing
 Again and again fstiock deep acrosf t runs the strssm, gently pscsisteni f and forever RuRandFinE .ts happy @ lnsquies.
 Here and there the road passes quickly throuGA blet ot shade-a xrouD of wide spreading live saks-and yoaprears gray white and hot in ths 0Gn. yhen, ;ss high ambition fHlallsd the seak rscevers from it's last climb anx swesp ssound the base of sheul 9ering hin aAA runs straight an4 eunesth ts itc I.slma4e CScen rest in tbl shsds e the uycau0sss, Beyeaa thest two h1gs uaae3 wartsru of the noun tsin .9ach ss b t1ass is Q fewer bor dersd vay, but # is tn rsad no longer
 The msuntais ranch tsicas tts naaal from the canyoa below. It is tn Hess0tens ranch. the kauas ef Louise iWhoss encsseprs, tAs Lacharmss. grsv soees h old Frsnce.
 Among tic many Ti1sEs tD and iron tks Nneh thers is one, great, tw' 1sssd, high esmplaxienea man. who's genial rEssance is svsr welcome. H' 'ansvws to mspy names. To tls