. To California and back; . -. structures, straggling like a moraine from themassive ruin of the Mission San Juan Capis-trano. The mission dominates the valley. Gowhere you will, the eye turns to this colossalfragment, a forlorn but vital thing; broken,crushed, and yet undying. Swarthy faces aremingled with the pale Saxon type, the music ofthe Spanish tongue is heard wherever you hearhuman speech, and from behind the lattices ofthe adobes come the tinkle of guitars and thecadence of soft voices in plaintive rhythm. Thesun makes black shadows by every house andtree, and sweeps in broad unbroken
. To California and back; . -. structures, straggling like a moraine from themassive ruin of the Mission San Juan Capis-trano. The mission dominates the valley. Gowhere you will, the eye turns to this colossalfragment, a forlorn but vital thing; broken,crushed, and yet undying. Swarthy faces aremingled with the pale Saxon type, the music ofthe Spanish tongue is heard wherever you hearhuman speech, and from behind the lattices ofthe adobes come the tinkle of guitars and thecadence of soft voices in plaintive rhythm. Thesun makes black shadows by every house andtree, and sweeps in broad unbroken light overthe undulating hills to hazy mountain-tops;ground squirrels scamper across the way, wilddoves start up with whistling wings, and thereis song of birds and cry of barnyard essence of the scene is passing quiet andpeace. The petty noises of the village arepowerless to break the silence that enwraps thenoble ruin; its dignity is as imperturbable asthat of mountain and sea. Never was style ofarchitecture more
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