Mexico weekly ledger., 1922-04-27
]. C. PAsQUETH
WRITES FROM
CALIFORNIA

]. c. Pasqueth has written another
letter to the Ledger describing his
experiences in California.
Dear Ledger Friends:-
One february day my brother and
/ leaving Los Angeles for an auto
trip to San Diego, passed through
the Monticello oil fields and saw a
great column of very black smoke.
1t was a new oil well at Santa Fe
Springs that had been afire for two
weeks. The fire had been put re-
peatedly but would get afire again
from the friction of rocks falling
down the tube. Going on through
Anaheim, Santa Ana, San Juan Cap
istrano, here we saw one of the old
missions in good state of preserva-
ton. From her we went down the
coast neal the waters edge looking
at the old ocean-.the big waves
breaking white on the beach. We
climbed the famous Torrey Pine
grade, with its pine trees, peculiar to
this locality down again and thru
La Jolla, a delightful seaside resort,
and into San Diego,
Twas very nvely here because Of
the racing, then on at the nearby
town Of Tia Juana, Old Mexico. We
spent a day visiting Balboa Park
Exposition Grounds)-Mission Gar
dens, North Island, where we saw
the u. S. Gov. Aviation Training
Station, said to be our finest-Cor-
onada and its tent city. Driving to
Sunset Gigs and on out on Point
Iona just at sunset we had the
grandest, most inspiring sight Old
Sol ever produced. 1t made one think
better thoughts.
Next day we started back the in
land route through Old Town, past
Ramona's marriage place, Escondido,
Elsinore, stopping for two days at a
fruit ranch we tramped over the
foothills helped ourselves to oranges,
~tangerines, grape fruit, kumquats,
and blood red oranges and visited the
owner, a friend of myself and broth
er. Going on to Redlands then to
Riverside, where we spent the night,
and explored the world famed Old
Mission Inn, and heard a violin, vocal,
organ recital in the chapel. Next
day to San Benardino and took in
the State Orange Show, / never knew
there were so many varieties of citrus
fruits as we saw there. Here we
saw Ramona, an old wrinkled, deaf,
Indian woman, made famous in story
by Helen Hunt jackson. We drove
II miles to Los Angeles in q hard
rain, on cement paved highway; and
although, at one place we ran
through water to the hubs for q
short distance, we made the trip with
no trouble. When we came to the
oil fields twas dark, and this time
the before mentioned Santa Fe oil
well, was a pillar Of fire of immense
size and height, lighting the country
for miles.
Early the morning Of March LIST,
we started for an QUITO trip to San
Francisco. Going up the San Fer
nando Valley with flowers and fruit
trees in bloom, we began and climb
ed up the "Ridge Route" past Sand
berg's elevation $500 feet above the
sea, and found snow along the road
side, icicles hanging on water tanks
at the oil stations. Down the other
side and through Bakersfield, Tulare,
and flowers and fruit again, into
Fresno for the night stop. 230 miles
that day. To me a very remarkable
day as to distance, different degrees
of Temperatures, low to high altitude
and down again-and exhilerating
experiences of various kinds in less
than IL hours.
Next day on to Modesto where we
found members of M Of Mexico's
Oldest famiies-the Miller Morris
family, Roy Morris has a large bus
mess in books, stationery, and school
supplies. Roy kindly plotting, we
visited quickly, Nat Morris and son
at their new bakery--Ed Morris, re-
tired, but keeping happy managing
d big garage, his wife-nee Lulu
Gross; Mr. Bertha Morris Matth-