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A TALE OF OUR COMING LANDLORDS.
BY SAKAII MAUIi; ISUIGIIAM.
Copyrighted, 1S80.
CHAPTER XVI. A HAPPY PARTT.
The next morning we were up bright
ami early. There is no drowsy fog here to
keep one In bed until ten o'clock. Every
thing in nature has a charm fur the early
riser. We all met at the breakfast table
Melvorne and myself were the llrst, then
Mr. and Mrs. Illard, and last of all came
Stella and her friend, Iuly Irving. 1 had
always thought Stella bright and beauti
ful, but this morning, with her simple
pray gown, dainty nec k trimiitiug and soft
wavy hair, I thought her more beautiful
than ever, and as the f;ice is an index to
the mind, she must have been at peace
with herself and all the world. A look ol
glad content lit up in all her expressive
features and snarkled in her ejes.
"Well, what is the programme for to
day?" asked Mr. lollard, after the first
general greet nigs had been given. "Are
you to travel together?"
"Yes," came in a chorus from the en
tire party.
"1 had thought we would visit Colorado
Surinc 'irst. and take our bearings from
there," said Mr. Iollard.
"Agreed," said Melvorne. "We will
pass some interesting places there, but we
cannot see everything."
We were soon on our way southward.
"Oh, there," cried Stella, "see the little
steeples with hats on."
"That is Monument Park," said Mel
vorne as we rushed along.
"What queer mountains," said Lady
Irving; "it seems as though there had been,
a mighty river here once that washed
away all the earth except these little pil
lars that are left .standing, like Lot's wife.
Is that the theory of their creation?"
"So," said Mr. Iollard, consulting his
guide book. "They are said to be formed
by the currents of air which descend from
the mountains iu funnel-shaped currents
and tornadoes."
"Colorado Springs!" cried the porter.
We gathered up the bundles, counting
them to see that none had been lost. We
had bundles now, for we had lady compan
ions. Ladies and bundles, roses and
thorns.
This is a beautifully located city, I said,
offering Stella my arm as wo walked up
the slight ascent to the hotel.
"Where are we going, Lollard?" asked
the duke.
"To the Antlers."
it was an elegant ounaing. occupying a
prominent position on the risi.-i.se ground
Alter securing our rooms, aeoo-iting our
bundles and arranging our toilet, we met
on the balcony to enjoy a viavv of the sur
rounding country.
We met on the balcony to enjoy a view o1
ttie surrounding country.
"What is that massive outline that we
see to the west?" asked Lady Irving.
"That is the range of mountains and
that prominent peak is the famous Pike's
Peak of history."
"What is that red tower which looks
like a brick fortification, there to the
northwest?" asked Stella.
"That's the gateway to the Garden of
the Gods," answered Mr. Lollard, wiio
stood with his guide book open in his hamd
ready to answer questions.
"Those mountains to the southwest are
the Cheyenne. In them are some famous
canyons," said the duke.
"Why, where has the sun gone to?"
asked Mrs. Lollard. "It has disappeared."
"It has hid behind Pike's Peak," said
Melvorne. "We have a long twilight here,
for Colorado Springs lies under the after
noon shadow of ten thousand feet of eter
nal granite."
After an hour or two of quiet conversa
tion we strolled out upon the streets.
Here, as in Denver, they are lined on
either side by tall, graceful trees. Some of
the broad avenues arc laid out with double
roadways, separated by two rows of shade
trees and a walk, while on either side is
another row of shade trees and a walk.
The city is under a thorough system of ir
rigation. Besides, the water brought in
open ditches, there is an iron pipe to Bux
ton's creek six miles away on the moun
tain side, which brings pure cold water
from the melting snows on the mountain
top.
'This must be a very wealthy city," 6aid
Stella, "judging froni the beautiful houses
and expensive public buildings which we
see."
"It hardly seems possible that within
ten or fifteen years a wild barren place
could be changed to such a charming
city, ' I said.
"I cannot comprehend it," said .Stella.
In the old world some of the cities we
visited were some of them thousands of
years old and yet we did not see such evi
dence of wealth and cnlture as we find in
the west."
'This is an elegant building. What is
it?" I asked, pausing until Melvorne and
Lady Irving came up.
That is the opera house built for enjoy
ment by the people," he said.
'I wonder if there will be anything to
see to-night?" asked Iady Irving.
'We can inquire. I see the door is open.
Some one must be here'" I said, and
stepped inside. An old man was inside,
dusting and arranging things.
'sir," I asked, "will there be any kind
of an entertainment here this evening?"
'xes, sir," said the old man, "our own
people give the 'Spy of the Rebellion' here
to-night."
"When I made my report it was agreed
that we should see what home talent
could do in this wild western town. We
returned to our hotel and had a most sub
stantial supper. The pure mountain air
gave us keen appetites.
The opera house was a perfect jewel in
side. Everything was in perfect accord
with the most cultivated taste. The music
was given by a full orchestra and was of a
high grade. The play of thrilling interest,
from the opening to the closing scene.
The home of wealth and comfort, where
love naa readme vesuu name, was uroaen
by the call "To Arms!" The maiden
crushed tho throbbing love within her
heart, rathe than give her haud in mar
riage to a ret el to his country.
The train iu, of the Dutchman was the
only mirthful scene in the whole play.
His awkwardness brought forth peals of
laughter. The prison scene must have
been magnified to produce eiTect. No h-o-ple
on earth, in this enlightened age,
would put .such tortures on their fell;vr
men. The scene of revenge was fiendish.
Stella sat its though tilled with horror.
As soon as we were on the street she said:
"Can that be true? Were there ever such
wenes of horror during the American
war?"
"It is hard to tell," I said. "I have heard
of their terrible prison life, but uevercould
form any idea of what it wa."
When we met in the parlor the play was
the topic of discussion. Not t he merits of
the actors, but the historical scenes which
were represented. ,
"I do not believe they are true to life,"
said Melvorne. "The South is full of
warm-hearted, hospitable people. It is
the people of the north that are cold and
heartless."
"But the North was very generous with
them, certainly, in the tim of reconstruc
tion. Th -y would do well to remember
that!" lsaid.
"So they wt
suffering mi h:
government h..d
them free. Let
Hut what an amount ef
have been saved if the
night tho slaves and set
'...-land take the warn
ing. Here is a case (..'something like the
KnglisH landlords in ireland. If England
world pursue a wi ;er course, she v,;ou!d
buy tho lands and si-1! litem to the tenant
farmers; thereby no one will lose. But if
Ireland wins in this struggle, they will
coitilscate the Irish estates mid the land
lords will have to submit.- I think there
would be some resentment harbored for
generations to come," said Mr. Lollard
with warmth.
"Bat the slave holders were in the
wrong. They were holding men and wo
men as property to be bought and sold,
whip;"d or petted, according to the mas
ters will,'' I said.
"And so the landlords ere ho! lingthous
ands on the rack of eviction." he argued.
"That is no reason why we should lose
our property without pay for it," I an
swered. "That is just the case with the southern
people," said Lollard. "Thousands and
thousands were thrown into bankruptcy
by the loss of their slaves. Tho slaves
were their wealth. A great many masters
were against slavery as you are against
evictions. The slaves were their property
as your estate is your property. The mas'
ters were not to blame that the slaves
"were theirs. Generations had passed
i'.way since the wrong began. Neither are
you to blame that your property is in Ire
land. y.::iy generations have passed
r.v.n y .-if tee that land was taken by force,
it ;:t;:y be, f:' ri the natural owners. But
s'tt .t." v -xi-;. Someone must suffer,
'i'.je S ' i, "id -oxter! the slave trade tin-
;:i i. I) - - ;:':i)"-sra?l(. Then agitation
;;'! w.Vmi a people begin to
'. -. i '. aviin'i', then defeat to
i.i.- v,-ro:;g u,).r is not far distant."
"Then you believe landlords in Ireland
are in about the same condition that the
slaveholders were before the war?"
asked.
"Yes," said Lollard, "and I think it
will end in about the same way unless En
gland recognizes the rights of the Irish
people. Ireland to-day has the sympathy
of nearly the whole civilized world, and
public opinion is a mighty lever towards
removing an evil. My advice to you, my
friend, is to sell your property while you
can make reasonable terms with your ten
ants. For if England refuses to listen to
Ireland in the coming campaign, she will
hear again the terrific shock of last Janu
ary. And it may mean destruction the
next time!"
"There, Waverland, you see some one
else thinks as I do, that you had better
sell your property and invest in American
lands."
"No, I will never add my influence to
help make this beautiful land subject to
the degrading influence that Ireland is
laboring under; and which is the final re
sult of absent landlords and great land
monopolies."
"Now, let's close this lecture with some
music," said Lollard changing the sub
ject. .
A call was made for music, and Lady
Irving favored us with some instrumental
solos, then Stella joined her in some duets,
and at last we all joined in with our voices
singing some old war songs that were ly
ing on the grand piano in the hotel parlor.
Thus the first day of our sojourn togeth
er closed" as it began, in an ecstacy of joy,
too perfect for words to describe.
CHAPTER XVII. FURTHER RAMBLTNOS.
We had nominally agreed that Mr. Lol
lard should be business manager for the
"Troupe" as we called ourselves.
"Where are we to go to-day?" Melvorne
asked the next morning at breakfast.
That was our place and time of business
each day.
"Glen Eyrie," said Mr. Lollard, "Is first
on my UsJ. It is a drive of three miles by
the Mesa road," he said, referring to his
guide book which he kept in his pocket
ready to r fee to at any time.
We found the Mesa road as level as a
table and rivaling in smoothness the most
perfect boulevard. The view from this
road is grand and comprehensive. Glen
Eyrie is situated at the entrance of Queen's
Canyon, and is a wild and rnaiantic re
treat in which i built the summer resi
dence of a wealthy gentleman, whose per
manent home is in the East. Within the
glen which is made sylvan by the thickly
growing native shrubbery covered by the
wild clematis, is a great Confusion of
enormous pillars of exquisitely tinted pink,
sandstone.
"O, how beautiful!" exclaimed Lady
Irving, as we passed into this magnificent
garden of nature. "It reminds me of the
scene described in Shakspeara's Mid
Summer Night's Dream."
"This is romantic enough for love in a
cottage," said Melvorne, as we came to a
gem of a house built in the Queen Anne
style, with balconies, gables and trellised
porches, and an avalanche of roofs.
"Yes," I said, "I think it would be de
lightful to choose a mate and live in this
secluded bird's nest."
"And hear the soft murmur of the little
stream that comes babbling down the val
ley," said Stella.
"These little rustic bridges have a charm
for me,' said Lady Irving. "Rnskin's
idea of harmonious thought of art with
nature, seems to have been developed in
this little paradise, where the cool, clear
water gurgling at our feet makes a musi
cal accompaniment to the attractive
scene."
"But to me the picturesque grandeur
of the rugged cliffs is most fascinating,"
said Mrs. Ixdlard.
" IV1I. hii is the summer hmm nf Rn-
eral fainter, ine originator or the Denver
& Itio Grand e railway," sold Lollard in
his practical, business way. "The cascade
that form t hi little stream comes tumb
ling down '. .nountain Hid into the Dev
il's p:i K it U.vvJ, at tho head of Qikvii'm
Canyon," he continued, reading his guide
book.
"IIo'.v nice to have a living guide book,"
laughed Al Ivorne, as we walk-d up the
pent le i i-..; of ground until wu c ui 1 look
into Uie round well called the D.vil'a
I'nnch Bowl. Here we could go no farther
without severe cliuibiirf, and as it was
getting near lu:iij time, we preferred to
use our tims for refreshments ra'.hur than
fjiud it climbing the mountain.
While wo were at lunch Melvorne asked
where we were to go noxt.
"To the Garden of the Gods," answered
Lollard.
Our journey led through a smooth plain,
wiiit perpendicular walls of red and yellow
sandstone, which marked the entrance to
the srarden.
hat a pleasant ride v. e have had over
these, siiHtoth, hard roads; it reminds me
of home," said Mrs. Iollard.
"It seems like the picturesque, parts of
England and Wales," said Melvorne.
"This, then, is the famous Garden of tho
Gods," said Stella, as wo came into the
gateway of the garden. "I think the name
must have been given it from its reseml
lance to the heathen temples. This we
may imagine the broken archway to the
Egyptian temple Karnak," referring to
the perpendicular walls, three hundred
feet high, of red and yellow sandstone.
"Then these are the speaking statues of
Memnon, whose lips gave forth musical
sounds when touched by the rays of the
rising sun," said Lady Irving, following
out Stella's thought of t lie heal hen temple,
as siio passed to some forms that seemed
weird enough to represent heathen gods.
"And what are these grotesque forms?"
a k d l,-lvo-i:e as we came to a group of
wind cut mouiiineuts.
"O, they are the priests, and thee
strange forms r? bearing incjii .. bef ire
the god Apis, who ct:url
t!i mity of his sr'.ered p
jiy' said Stel; :, p'li .i
io !' i't the c. iki r o. a
s I heiv in all t he
: i-.'.ip, even l- t a;
Ing t a huge dark
.up.
'.' Tiii-i hxtks much
Hard.
i-.l Mrs. Lollard.
-ay, wii.it
like ;' i'.ial
O, 1 k!'w,
"It was l he sac
was A
' said 1
' evel.ii
red bull that the Egyptians
worshiped."
"To '. a', religion does yon immense
cube belong? It is large enough for a
dwelling house, and so nicely balanced on
a point tiiat the weight of a child's finger
could .seemingly upset it?" I asked.
"That is the sacred seal of Mahomet's
faith, only the temple has been removed,"
sail I Stella.
"Then those high battlements with
broken windows are a part of the Mosque
of St. Omar," suggested Lollard.
"This is Buddha, and that the sacred
cow," said Lady Irving, going from one
statue to another.
"TJiere they go up Vie canyon.
"How appropriate it is that the domi
nant color here should be red, which
means passion, as the heathen gods appeal
only to the baser sentiments of maukind,"
said Stella thoughtfully.
"But leave out the thoughts of the
heathen gods and view the wonders of the
landscape filled with strange colossal
images. Here and there a snow-white
limestone tower or crag to bring out more
vividly the deep rich tints of red and
brown, surmounted by the sapphire blue
of the heavens above. Under foot the
smooth level surface of the valley is car
peted with equally rich tints, made brill
iant by mingled green and gray of brass
and mosses. And, towering over all, not
far away, see the snow clad summit of
Pike's Peak. It rears its lofty form, a fit
ting back-ground for this pantomime in
nature!" said Melvorne, moved to elo
quence by the grandeur of the scene.
Then for a tin'.? we all felt the influence
of the awful mystery that surrounds this
weird and sru.-'d place. With bowed
heads and devout iuarts we each acknowl
edged that we were in the presence of tho
God of Nature!
From the Garden of the Gods we went
southward over a beautiful level road be
tween huge bluffs and crags on either side.
We drove into the mouth or opening in
the mountain called Cheyenne Canyon.
This gash in the giant mountain walls
seems like a roadway cut into a deep snow
drift, which has become a solid mountain
and defies the power of man to move it:
while down its farther side comes a dash
ing, rushing, foaming and roaring water
fall. From the nearly level valley down
which the stream flows with gentle move
ment we can see but three of the seven
falls that drop the water from the melted
snow into the granite well at the head of
the narrow gorge. Going up the gorge to
the well is not very difficult.
"The water falls five hundred feet in
seven leaps, said jiiard, as we sun
stood at the mouth of the deep gash in the
mountain side.
"Where are the trio?" asked Melvorne
as he turned to look for the ladies.
"There they go up the canyon," I said,
as we started to overtake them. But they
were more spry than we and could skip
along over the stones and across the nar
row streams with ease.
At last we reached the head of the can
yon where the ladies commenced making
merry by throwing snowballs at the oppo
site walls of the canyon. By some unac
countable impulse they aimed their mis
chievous weapons at our heads as we came
near to their great amusement and our dis
comfiture. "Be careful," cried Mrs. Lollard," or
you'll fall into that well of ice cold water,"
as they gathered fresh handfuls of snow
that lay in a mass by the granite walL
"Why, you said there were seven falls,
Lollard, but I can only see three," said
Melvorne.
"To see the seven we mu-t climb out of
the canyon on the left side, then at a cer
tain ulaee. we can see them all at once.
O, looKi" cried Mrs. t:t .1, "tnerw
are the stars!" V.'
Sure enough the afternooii nun
had
passed and left the gorge lit twilight.
"I would like to see the falls," t.ai.1 Iody
Irving.
So would I," cried Stella aii'l Mrs. Iil
lard with one voice.
"The eye cm hardly grasp the vast
hci.'ht. The Maze of light on the red
sandstones at the top of the mountain
make the dim light down here seem dark
er by the contrast," all Melvorne, as we
commenced to ascend the wild, rocky
gorge" to get a view of the upper falls.
The ladies were very glad now of tho aid
of our outstretched hands to help balance
them from one shelving rock, tree or fal
len log to another. At last we reached thw
jHiint we sought and were repaid by seeing
the seven falls of the little ihcr with its
foam and roar, as it leaps In quick Micces
sion into the depths below.
"If we could imagine Home ivy covered
towers made immortal by legemlory lore,
this would excel in beauty tho fastucssc
of the Alps," said Lady Irving.
"When I become an authoress I wJU
make this the place from w hich to send
forth thrilling tales of wild Indian maiden
and their brave warrior chiefs," said Stel
la, her checks glowing front the vigorous
exercise and her eyes sparkling with joy
ous animation.
"This place will sometime echo with the
imagination of a Homer, a l!yron, or a
Scott," said Melvorne. "It is tho very
home of romance and ioetry!"
Our guide followed us with a dainty
lunch, of which every weary traveler
knows t he value. Seated on a t runk of a
fallen tree beside a cool stream iu a shady
i4ook we soon emptied the basket and wore
ready for the descent Into the canyon.
Weary but delighted we reached the
valley and returned to our hotel. Not
withstanding the generous lunch we had
enjoyed, we were ready to devour tho
wholesome food spiv.id before us. Wo
were tired enough to rcs but after a little
while w met. iu the parlor where tho
ev ;nvi i was jt .se l with music and cou-verkbU-:i.
ch. ptk:: xviit.-i'iKti'.i pkak.
Frcpnm! io:i ; were male and the follow
iug morning, we gathered with a .:ir!y of
tea o - i; , ua persons, re a ly to a- -nA tho
world rcno.vned sui.nuit ,J I'd 1'e.tk. In
the j.. t '"ly was ; '.: r fr -m Vermont,
who wa; mal.i'i g e , .;: of the West and
wauled to accompany us u;thj mountain,
lie curried a ltiiga uoic book a.i a reposito
ry from which he hojK'd to draw his win
ter editorials. Being a tall slim man and
wearing a hat with a very broad brim,
Stella said, his sharp face looked like a
"pick ax under an awning." We were
much ,amused us he came from the hotel
with an umbre lla under one arm and his
huge note book under the other, wearing ti
loose tweed overcoat that, scarcely touched
him below the shoulders. Then there was
a young couple wdto were very uncon
sciously telling us that they were "takjMg
in" the beauties of the West as an ac
companiment to their honeymoon. We
gathered on the steps of the great hotel
and as each one mounted a small lmy,
we started on the Cheyenne road for the
trail to the upper world.
We set out on a rapid swinging gallop,
but from some unaccountable reason my
animal suddenly stopped still, eating
grass, ami I lay on the ground a few feet
away observing my situation. From the
I luy on the ground a fan fret away ob
Mrririy my situation.
roar of laughter that greeted me I mmtt
have performed a most wonderful gym
nastic feat. I had hardly recovered my
perpendicular when Mr. Editor with his
umbrella and note book made the same
flying leap and came down to the earth
with more haste than elegance.
We remounted and kept our seats after
that.
The trail up the mountains was frequent
ly rough and steep. Sometimes we had to
stop and let our horses breathe before
mounting the steepest places. But we
were in no hurry. The scenery was en
chanting. Constant surprises burst upon
us as we reached one height after another.
Yet the longed for peak was always just a
little beyond like the famous pot of gold at
the end of the rainbow.
We reached the seven lakes and had onr
lunch. The lakes are picturesque, as
such sheets of water are apt to be among
the mountains. While we were resting a
party of twelve or more passed us coming
down. Some of them wore the most hag
gard expressions. One lady of J,he party
said to Lady Irving, "O madam, take my
advice and go down. It is a deadly place
up there. If I ever reach the hotel I will
never tempt, Providence again by starting
out on another excursion."
Judging from the expression of her
countenance it must have been a trying
ordeal for her.
We were not going back. We were
bound for the summit and if sea sickness
or rather sky sickness came with the view
we were prepared for that also. We had
not gone fir before we felt the need of our
fur wraps and warm gloves. When we
reached the little stone house where the
officer of the signal service lived our teeth
chattered as with an ague fit. For a time
we sat by a warm fire. It was a luxury.
Then we went out to enjoy the sunset
scene from the summit of the peak. The
sun looked like a ball of fire as it sank be
hind the mountains beyond and brighten
ed the ragged tops with its golden beams.
The plains away to the east were mystified
by the peculiar light until we imagined we
could see the steeples of Chicago or Bos
ton, but we were in donbt which. The
mists and shadows were brought out iur
vivid contrast by the brilliant sunset hue.
To the west lay the dark lines of moun
tains like a distant sea with rnadly rolling
billows.
We could not stay long after the sun had
dropped out of sight. We returned to the
little house where we enjoyed our iunch.
brought from the world below. The officer
kindly prejared for us a cup of hot coffee
which was highly acceptable. The one
aleeping. room was given to th aiie
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