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about 100 ’dobie huts. 
It is seldornm you will find a bed in 
these towns, and the bundles of skins 
in the dark room did not look good 
to me. I proposed that we carry out 
the robes and sleep outside, but my 
Texan friend said no. He explained 
that an American was seldom mol- 
ested if a guest; that Mexican hos- 
pitality forbade it, but sleeping out- 
side would be too big a temptation. 
So we toughed it out inside the 
’dobie. 
As to the feed, it is good or bad 
according to what quality of man it 
is set before. If you are thorough- 
bred enough to take the dishes on 
trust and put away the stews, soups, 
salads and sauces, you will get the 
biggest feed you ever had for two 
bits, But if you must sniff, taste, 
wonder and want to be shown, you 
will get thin in inland Mexico. Mind 
must conquer matter when you eat 
in the typical Mexican towns. It 
won't do to be from Missouri. And 
the most of the dishes are much bet- 
ter than they look. But they come in 
courses, or rather dishes, one dish 
at a time, and how a fellow is going 
to tell when he is at the end, is the 
guess. 
The peon class live entirely on tor- 
tillas (corn pancakes) frijole beans 
and peppers, but the better class live 
on about everything you never saw 
before. One simply has to be game 
“hombre” and take things as they 
come in Mexico. 
But in the tourist towns is where 
you see medley, if that is what you 
want—I never cared much for this 
line. The old ways, inland towns, 
where foreign influences have barely 
touched, always had more fascina- 
tion. I would rather look at an an- 
cient two wheeled water cart, than a 
bull fight; a sandaled peon than a 
bailadeara (dancing girl.) 
In these railroad towns you will 
see mingled in the eating and drink- 
ing houses, students and bull fighters ; 
the flashy artist models and demure 
maids who drop their eyes if you 
look in their direction; fresh young 
bloods who come to “get wise” and 
the women who help them in wis- 
dom; men who have travelled in.all 
lands and women who were never 20 
miles from home; the gaudy rich, the 
gaudy poor; the millionaire and the 
peon peggar, 
You can find this crowd in one 
100N in any tourist town—if you 
hunt it, yet this crowd always stays 
within the bounds. Merry, yes, but 
never boisterous or maudlin. There 
is a certain limit all seem to know 
and appreciate. How American bloods 
NORTH SHORE BREEZE 
can keep within it I don’t know, but 
they say they never “start” anything 
down in the monyana land, 
I have written about 2,000 words, 
and as I glance over it, how pitifully 
little it conveys of what wonderful 
Mexico, the new and the old really 
is. It would take volumes to give 
you any idea of the witchery of this 
great country. 
Five centuries may be seen in 
five minutes in Mexico. The partially 
nude savage, an aborigine descendant, 
will dodge the carriage of a modern 
millionaire; the ancient donkey on a 
two-wheeled cart will be passed by a 
1913 touring car, Cheers for the bull 
fighter may be heard in a Yankee’s 
Coney Island park. The highway that 
Cortez built hundreds of years be- 
fore the first locomotive was invented 
is now parallelled with a standard 
railroad. The Aztec sacrificial rock, 
the Calendar stone; the wireless tele- 
graph and the American promoter. 
You can see women grinding corn on 
matette stones and brokers getting 
Wall street market quotations with- 
out leaving your tracks. You can 
buy pulque poured from a pig skin 
bottled into a wine glass made in 
Pittsburg, and Americans playing 
golf on fields that have been drench- 
ed with blood. There are ides, 
standing today that were ! 
built before 
Spain knew the world was round— 
there is history forgotten before 
Christ was born. . 
There are 50,000 Americans in 
Mexico, or were before the war start- 
ed, and every last one of them holds 
to the customs and costumes of his 
country. : 
There are 40 tribes of Indians 
which remain true to the old day 
and ways. 
There are 25,000 native Spaniards, 
true to old Spain, and looking with 
contempt on the “Greaser.” - 
There are five or ten thousand En- 
glishmen, who are Johnny Bulls still. — : 
here are as many Germans, 
speaking their mother tongue and 
staying by the Fatherland customs. 
There are six or eight thousand 
Frenchmen, who are as Frenchy as 
French can be, 
And ten to fifteen millions of Mex- 
icans now trying to turn the wonder- 
ful old country into a war hell. = 
Some contrasts, eh? 
The Republic is one great wonder- 
land from Eagle Pass to the rubber 
forests of the south—the most inter- _ 
esting country on the western conti- 
nent. 
SSS Ee 
REAL ESTATE and 
IMPROVEMENTS. 
“Reuben S$. Low of Essex conveys 
to Helen T, Warren of Boston, 17 
acres land known as Rocky Hill; 
also two parcels woodland and a piece 
of salt marsh, all in Essex.” 
“William D. Sohier of Boston con- 
veys to Helen T. Warren of Boston, 
three acres woodland; also two acres 
woodland; also one acre woodland; 
also three and one-half acres eight 
square rods pasture woodland; also 
three and three-quarters acres wood- 
land, all in Essex.” 
The above two real estate trans- 
fers have just been recorded at the 
probate court in Salem. 
The purchase is the first in that 
part of the North Shore—the coun- 
try between Essex and Manchester 
—for summer home purposes. It is 
understood that Mr. and Mrs, Sam- 
uel D. Warren (Helen Thomas) 
plan to establish a beautiful country 
estate there. Architects are already 
working on plans. 
Rocky Hill is one of those beauti- 
ful hills in Essex, all of which will 
sooner or later be used as the seat of 
summer homes, ‘This hill, with ad- 
joining land, mostly woodland, run- 
ing down to water level and includ- 
ing some of the salt water marshland, 
comprises some 33 acres in all. 
It is quite near the Essex end of 
the Manchester-Essex woods road 
and is not four miles from the Essex 
County club. The Myopia Hunt 
club is less than four miles in the - 
other direction and the Chebacco 
lakes are within a short distance. It 
is, in fact, an ideal spot, overlooking 
Essex river, Ipswich bay, and the en- 
tire coast from Cape Ann to New- 
buryport. 
_—— ee 
Alfred S. Jewett of Manchester, 
executor of the will of John Des- 
mond, conveys to James J, Hurley, 
land and buildings on Desmond and — 
Norwood aveunes, Manchester, 63 by 
125 feet. 
FA. Elliott, state forester of Ore- 
gon, says that co-operative fire patrol 
associations among lumbermen for 
prevention of forest fires have prov- 
ed their worth, 
Of 606 fires last year on the na- 
tional forests of Arizona, New Mex- 
ico, and Oklahoma, more than one- 
half were caused by lighting. Camp* 
ers set about one-tenth, and railroads — 
one-twentieth. — 
