The Days of a Man 



1892 



San 



Antonio 



San Juan 

 Bautista 

 and Santa 

 Clara 



Dolores 



River retains a series of cloisters behind a long 

 arcade. Nuestra Senora de la Soledad on the rich 

 pastures farther north, being made of adobe 

 sun-dried brick has vanished utterly. San An- 

 tonio de Padua in the foothills of the Sierra Santa 

 Lucia, one of the most picturesque of all, was rapidly 

 falling to ruin up to the time of its recent rescue by 

 the Landmarks Club. Its last padre, a touching 

 figure, supported himself by the sale of geese, and 

 of red tiles from the Mission roof. 



Of San Carlos Borromeo, near Monterey, I have 

 already written at some length. At Santa Cruz 

 only one old wall still stands. San Juan Bautista, 

 though lying close to California's great earthquake 

 rift and several times badly shaken, is still in service. 

 After the temblor of 1906, I gave a lecture in its old 

 garden on the history of the Missions, for the benefit 

 of the damaged church. The scanty remains of 

 Santa Clara Virgen y Maftir are now incorporated 

 with the buildings of the University of Santa Clara. 

 At the Mission San Jose, some miles from the city 

 inheriting the name, little is left. San Francisco de 

 Assis de los Dolores endures as a modest chapel still 

 in operation in 



That wondrous city, now apostate to the creed, 



which still bears the name of the beloved saint. 

 The two youngest and most remote foundations, 

 San Rafael Arcangel and San Francisco Solano, were 

 ill supported and soon abandoned; of them nothing 

 now stands. 



The downfall of the Missions followed inevitably 

 on the seizure by Santa Ana (1840) of the famous 

 "Pious Fund" gathered in Spain in the eighteenth 



