Old Mexico and her lost provinces; a journey in Mexico, southern California, and Arizona, by way of Cuba . brick-floored room, invaded by flowersfrom a court-j^ard garden. No people can fashion suchcharming homes without excellent traits; so much is pos-itive beyond dispute. We were admitted, I think, to theresidence portion of the house, the owner of which was adoctor, and we examined, while waiting for our repast, alot of his antiquated medical books, some dating from1700. The plaza is as large as at Mexico, but grass-grown—forthe place is of but modest pretensions now—and lonely,except on m
Old Mexico and her lost provinces; a journey in Mexico, southern California, and Arizona, by way of Cuba . brick-floored room, invaded by flowersfrom a court-j^ard garden. No people can fashion suchcharming homes without excellent traits; so much is pos-itive beyond dispute. We were admitted, I think, to theresidence portion of the house, the owner of which was adoctor, and we examined, while waiting for our repast, alot of his antiquated medical books, some dating from1700. The plaza is as large as at Mexico, but grass-grown—forthe place is of but modest pretensions now—and lonely,except on market-day, when the scene is as gay and thecostumes even prettier than at Puebla itself. In the cen-tre is a Zocalo; at one side a vast array of battlementedchurches. That of the Capilla Real, consisting of threein one, is now decayed and abandoned. On the other isa fine colonnade devoted to the Ayuntamienta, or towncouncil, with the jail. What a pity it is that we have soscant accounts left us of the life of Mexico when all thisfeudal magnificence was in full blast! PUEBLA, CHOLULA, TLAXCALA. 217. PRISONERS WEAVING SASHES AT CHOLULA. 218 OLD MEXICO AND HER LOST PROVINCES. I cannot say just why I visited so many prisons. Per-haps because they were always under the eye, adjoiningthe public offices, and the prisoners were a cheerful lot,who did what they could to attract attention. At Cho-liila we found them weaving, on a primitive kind ofhand-loom, bright sashes of red and blue, which are soldin part for their own benefit. Their accommodationscompared favorably with the barracks along-side. Whenwe asked questions about them they stopped work andlistened attentively. The guards, I fancy, thouglit wewere trying to identify some persons wlio had robbed us—not conceiving of sucli a visit for the pure pleasureof it. III. When I inquired the way to Tlaxcala there w^as suchan ignorance on the subject at my hotel, at Puebla, that italmost seemed as if I was the first person who co
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