Californian trails, intimate guide to the old missions; the story of the California missions . oodness,rather than to one of storied virtue. Then came secularization and, if the writers of thattime are to be beheved, of all the vast herd only onehundred and ninety cattle remained and but thirty-five of those one-time happy, prosperous Indians. Thebuildings were pillaged for the tiles and rafters; thevery arches were blown to bits for the sake of a few bricks,and then to overflow the brimming cup of blasphemy,ranch houses were built from this wreckage, built withinthe very site of the denuded m
Californian trails, intimate guide to the old missions; the story of the California missions . oodness,rather than to one of storied virtue. Then came secularization and, if the writers of thattime are to be beheved, of all the vast herd only onehundred and ninety cattle remained and but thirty-five of those one-time happy, prosperous Indians. Thebuildings were pillaged for the tiles and rafters; thevery arches were blown to bits for the sake of a few bricks,and then to overflow the brimming cup of blasphemy,ranch houses were built from this wreckage, built withinthe very site of the denuded mission. San Luis, while passing through the same unfortunatephases as did all the other missions, had the good fortunein 1892 to be selected as the seat of a college for trainingFranciscans. With such meager means as the churchcould spare, restoration then began, and thanks to theoriginal materials on the ground, the work progressedsufficiently for the Church to be rc-dedicated in 1893. In the scats of honor sat three old Indian women whohad been present at the original dedication in CALIFORNIAN TRAILS, INTIMATE GUIDE TO THE OLD MISSIONS 25 El Camino Real de Pala is a good dirt road and as faras Bonsall, eight miles away, runs over fertile rollingplains, now yellowed with ripening grain. The succeed-ing twelve miles to Pala, however, wind through a rockyvalley following the bank of what must have been anamazingly uneasy consclenced river for It seems to beforever turning and twisting In its bed. A rocky bed atthat; and a rocky country, with boulders overhangingthe ver}^ road as though ready to drop. Hot, too, some-thing like 100 in the shade—and no shade. Seemingly,nothing could grow here except Burbanks folly—a spineless cactus which covers the fields on both sides. But again the end justifies the means, and the end ofour road discloses a beautiful, pure white Campanile,locally as famous as Is St. Marks or Pisa In its nativeland—the Campanile of San Antonio de Pal
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