The West- American Scientist. 



Vol. I. 



San Diego, California, March, 1885* 



No. 4. 



Ap r^e r !S'c a cl i r rd S Published Monthly by C. R. Orcutt . j ^tftS B££ d S££S£* 



BEAUTY. 



MRS. C. K. 



There's beauty in the virgin spring, 

 When in the wood sh^ we >vi s her bowers: 

 There's beauty where the wild birds sing, 

 And echoes starD among the flowers. 



There's beauty in the pine-clad mount, 

 Where zephyrs sigh and tempests fall; 

 There's beauty in the gushing fount, 

 Where Heaven's arch is over all. 



There's beauty in the humble flower, 

 In meadow, grove or green hill side; 

 A beauty of enticing power, 

 Wherever lovely flowers abide. 



There's beauty in the silver moon, 

 The twinkling stars that shine by night; 

 That on our world look mildly down 

 And glad us with their mellow light. 



There's a btauty which never dies, 

 A baauty of the rarest kind; 

 It claims its kindred in the skies, 

 It is the beauty of the mind. 



When this in kindness, truth and love, 

 Beams forth upon mankind, 

 We own its source is from mankind. 

 And feel its power divine. 



San Diego, February 13, 1885. 



THE PERICUE INDIANS. 



BY L. BELDING. 



Probably these Indians were 

 never numerous though the Vic- 

 toria mountains would have sup- 

 ported a large population. 



Father Baegut says there were 

 4,000 Indians in the sout ■ ern part 



of the peninsula of Lower Califor- 

 nia when the missions of Santiago 

 and San Jose del Cabo were de- 

 stroyed by them in the year 1734, 

 but that they numbered only 400 

 in 1772 (Chas. Kau, Sm. Kp. 1864 

 P 384) 



It was a prime object with my 

 companion Dr. H. Ten Kate, of the 

 society of anthropology of Paris, 

 and myself as well, to find a liv- 

 ing representative of the original 

 Lower Californian, which we 

 probably found on the Rancho 

 San Jacinto, owned by the Valle- 

 rino family. But we could get no 

 positive or definite information 

 concerning this Indian woman, 

 who must have been about seven- 

 ty-five years old, although from 

 La Paz to Cape San Lucas she was 

 universally reputed to be a pure 

 blooded Indian. She differed 

 widely from the Yaquis and other 

 Indians from the east side of the 

 Gulf, being of good stature, ro- 

 bust form and dark complexion, 

 with a cranium which resembled 

 those found in the caves. 



Dr. H. Ten Kate offered to pho- 

 tograph the hacienda and its oc- 

 cupants, hoping by this means to 

 get her photograph, but his dip- 

 lomacy failed, although backed 

 by our distinguished guide, Don 

 Juan Dios Angoula, who had long 

 been a friend of the family. 



We saw three of her children 

 who were good examples of the 



