Category: Travel Writing

On the Mexican Highlands, with a Passing Glimpse of Cuba

Upon the temperate Highlands of Mexico, a mile and more above the sea, I was astonished and delighted at the salubrity of climate, the fertility of soil, the luxuriance of tree and plant, the splendor and beauty of the cities, the intelligence and progressiveness of the people...

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14. Part 14

As we approached the neighborhood of the bay, the press of footfarers in the streets increased. The narrow sidewalks and even the street itself were filled with men and women mo...

13. Part 13

After the dinner and the closing of the function, I wandered out beneath the stars along the Prado and through the Plaza Grande to my hotel. The streets were yet alive with peop...

12. Part 12

After so long a sojourn upon high, dry, parched land, it was a delight to be again upon the sea. The restless waters tossed our sturdy boat as though it were a cork. I slept sou...

7. Part 7

By 11:00 A. M., we reached the Rancho Nuevo, and entered through the big white wall into an extensive courtyard. Here, were already several pack trains, some from the mines, one...

8. Part 8

Monday, we spent from seven o’clock to ten, going through the China mines, which are worked by the Mexicans in the old primitive way. We went into the side of the hill by a shor...

9. Part 9

It was not yet three o’clock in the morning and still dark. _Ros_ and _poios_ and coffee were already prepared for us. “_Adios, Doña Faustina!_” “_Adios, Señorita!_” “_Adios, Se...

5. Part 5

Now was Manzanillo’s opportunity. He carried a small purple gold-fringed scarf over his left arm, and his long, straight naked sword in his right hand. He stood directly in fron...

11. Part 11

The descent was rapid--we came down nearly five thousand feet in an hour and a half--into a most lovely verdant valley, two thousand feet lower than Lake Tezcoco. Here grew grea...

6. Part 6

We had started about four o’clock in the afternoon, and before we had ridden many miles the shadows began to creep across the landscape, and then, sudden as the drop of a curtai...

4. Part 4

Ever since Cortez roasted Guatemozin upon a bed of coals, to hasten his conversion to the Roman faith and quicken his memory as to the location of Montezuma’s hidden treasure, t...

3. Part 3

_He llegado en esta ciudad, hoy, cerca las ocho de la mañana!_ The moment we crossed the Rio Grande we changed instantly from American twentieth century civilization to mediæval...

2. Part 2

After a well-served dinner in the spacious dining-room of the hotel, where palms and orange trees yellow with ripened fruit and exhaling the fragrance of living growth were set...

10. Part 10

Mexico has an able, intelligent, if arbitrary government. She is awake. She is progressive. I have been amazed at the wealth and beauty, the cleanliness and comfort of her towns...

1. Part 1

Upon the temperate Highlands of Mexico, a mile and more above the sea, I was astonished and delighted at the salubrity of climate, the fertility of soil, the luxuriance of tree...

15. Part 15

In the evening we visited the large Reform School for boys, which has been established by the military authorities of our government for the care of waifs whom the cruel _reconc...