A Day in New Mexico. 



COMING, as I had, from the far East, where 

 nature, if seen at all, is viewed from a comparatively 

 near stand-point, it was a novel experience to 

 while away the hours of a sunny day, studying 

 mountains apparently near at hand, yet miles and 

 miles away. As I glanced, for the last time, at 

 the landscape from the car-windows, I planned to 

 wander across the intervening plain to at least the 

 base of a beautiful range of rocky hills that 

 bounded it in one direction ; but learning soon 

 after that the proposed goal was twelve miles away, 

 contemplated it, as stated, from afar. Probably I 

 did not lose much, for, protected from the search- 

 ing sunshine of a New Mexican noontide, it was 

 possible to remain delightfully cool and yet mark 

 the endless changes on the mountains beyond. 



The country here is simply a broad, treeless 

 plain, hemmed in, at scattered points, by moun- 

 tains. Without these the hotel would have seemed 

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