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Home of Mr. Walter Stanton, Havana Province. 



of the interior with each other as well as the capital with the principal cities of other 

 sections of Cuba. 



Along these highways every three or four miles are found road repair stations 

 supported by the department of public works in which laborers, to whom the keeping up 

 of the road is assigned, live, and shelter the necessary rollers and road builders under 

 their direction. These stations are well built, well kept and sometimes rather picturesque 

 in appearance. Their presence should be a guarantee to the permanence and extension 

 of good road building in Cuba. 



It is most unfortunate that the majority of our winter visitors from the North 

 spend a few hurried days in "doing Havana" and then return home or to the East 

 Coast of Florida with absolutely no knowledge of the wonderful wealth of foliage and 

 flowers, of shaded drives between miles of royal palms, poncianas or flambeauyans and 

 hundreds of other trees peculiar to this latitude. 



With all deference to the quiet and orderly charm of English country roads, to 

 the quaint and colorful highways of France (if it does not happen to rain) and to the 

 truly wonderful drives of California, I believe I am safe in asserting that in no other 

 country in the world can one find auto drives, that for continuous shade, constant 

 change of scene, wealth of mountains, foothills, valleys, plateau and plains, can compare 

 with those of Cuba. Where within a hundred miles of any great capital city like 

 Havana, can one meet with scenes of such fairy-land beauty as those of the Valley of 

 Vinales, of the Yumuri and of the road from Guana jay to Bahia Honda? Jamaica, too, 

 is very lovely, with fine roads, but in size or scope, scene and country it is only a 

 pocket edition of Cuba. 



The old military roads with their substantial stone bridges and laurel-shaded drives 

 were the nuclei of the present system of macadamized "carreteras" that radiate in all 

 directions from Havana. And such is their natural charm and beauty that productive- 

 ness of soil no longer fixes their market value. The ambition of nearly every man 



