The pioneers of '49 A history of the excursion of the Society of California pioneers of New England . s,we see that theirachievements are asworthy of recogni-tion as ours, albeitin an entirely dif-ferentdirection. Weleave with almostirresistible longingsto return and liveout our allotted spanamid the scenes ofbeauty around us. At all wereassembled at theTerrace Villa fordinner, and thenthe cry was allaboard, and the train started for Riverside, where we spent the afternoon. On the cars, as we were returning,John Brown, Jr., introduced his father, a grand, old-fashioned man, over eighty y
The pioneers of '49 A history of the excursion of the Society of California pioneers of New England . s,we see that theirachievements are asworthy of recogni-tion as ours, albeitin an entirely dif-ferentdirection. Weleave with almostirresistible longingsto return and liveout our allotted spanamid the scenes ofbeauty around us. At all wereassembled at theTerrace Villa fordinner, and thenthe cry was allaboard, and the train started for Riverside, where we spent the afternoon. On the cars, as we were returning,John Brown, Jr., introduced his father, a grand, old-fashioned man, over eighty years of age,active and well preserved. He was a trapper, and well acquainted with all the Rocky Moun-tain region long before Fremonts expeditions. His reminiscences were very interesting, andhis parting words were like a benediction. Riverside is older than Redlands and most of the other valley towns, and of course hastherein some advantage in development. It is an earthly paradise of orange orchards, vine-yards, and gardens; and one of our number said that he would be satisfied to take it as his. ORANGE GROVE IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA. RIVE B SIDE. 45 heaven. Rev. T. K. Beecher calls it a garden-plat, ten miles long. There are over loomiles of irrigating ditches within the town, and, in addition to the fruit and vegetableindustries, a few beautiful farms devoted to mixed crops. One of these belonged to a wealthyFriend, who took several of the party in his private carriage. I was fortunate in having for adriver a real-estate agent named Russell, who took us on Magnolia avenue, twelve miles longand 132 feet wide, ornamented on either side with magnolia trees, and divided into two broadpathways by a row of pepper trees in the centre. Our carriages are filled with flowers by kindfriends, for us to enjoy as we ride. To the right, seemingly near, we clearly see the San Ber-nardino Mountains, their towering peaks glistening with snow; but, like many other beautifulthings, they are decep
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