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Idyls of the Missions 
 
 Franciscan Dynasty 
 California 
 1769-1833 
 
 A BROCHURE 
 
 BY 
 
 CLARICE GARLAND 
 
 Author of Ysabella; or. The International Marriage 
 
 Copyright 1917 
 All rights reserved by the Author 
 
 GEO. W. MOYLE PUBLISHING CO. 
 
 337 East Third Street 
 Long Beach, Cal. 
 
V -; ..." 
 
Idyls of the Missions 
 
 Ix THE 
 
 Reign of the Franciscan Dynasty 
 
 Over 21 Missions on the King's Highway 
 
 700 Miles of Spanish California 
 
 1769-1833. 
 
 CONTENTS 
 
 ESTABLISHMENT AND PROSPERITY OF THE 
 CALIFORNIA MISSIONS. 
 
 The Act of Seculari/ation, or the Cause of the Decline and 
 Ruin of the California Missions. 
 
 A Soldier of tin- Cross 1769. Mission San Diego de Alcala. 
 A Wedding Journey 1830. Mission San Luis Rey de Fran- 
 
 Bells of Capistrano 1812. 
 
 Saint Gabriel 1831. 
 
 The Wedd'ng Bell Gift 1831 
 
 Winepress of Life 1833. 
 
 Pageant of the Night 1833. 
 Spirit Sweet \Vaters-1830. 
 Sentinel of Monterey 1784. 
 
 Mission 
 Mission 
 
 Nuestra 
 
 Angeles. 
 
 Mission 
 Espafia. 
 
 Mission 
 Mission 
 
 Mission 
 melo. 
 
 San Juan Capistrano. 
 San Gabriel Arcangel. 
 Senora Reina de Los 
 
 San Fernando Rey de 
 
 San Buenaventura. 
 Santa "Barbara. 
 San Carlos de Rio Car- 
 
 365863 
 

 CALIFORNIA MISSIONS IN ORDER OF LO- 
 CATION FROM SOUTH TO NORTH. 
 
 Mission San Diego de Alcala, near San Diego (5m) 
 
 founded 1769 
 
 Mission Santa Ysabel, west San Diego (25m) founded 1822. 
 Mission San Luis Rey de Francia, Oceanside, founded 1798. 
 Parish Church San Antonio de Pala, Fallbrook (2m) 
 
 founded 1771 
 
 Mission San Juan Capistrano, Capistrano founded 1775. 
 
 Mission San Gabriel Areangel, Los Angeles (14m) 
 
 founded 1771 
 
 Parish Church, Senora Reina de los Angeles, Los Angeles 
 
 founded 1781 
 
 (Our Lady Queen of the Angels) 
 Mission San Fernando Rey De Espafia, Fernando (2m) 
 
 founded 1797 
 
 (Saint Ferdinand, King of Spain) 
 
 Mission San Buenaventura, Ventura, founded 1782 
 
 Mission Santa Barbara, Santa Barbara, founded 1786 
 
 Mission La Purisima Concepcion, Lompoc (3m) founded 1787 
 
 Mission Santa Ynez, Los Olivos, (12m) founded 1804 
 
 / Mission San Luis Obispo de Tolosa, San Luis Obispo 
 
 founded 1772 
 
 (Saint Luis of Tolosa) 
 
 Mission San Miguel, San Miguel, founded 1797 
 
 (Saint Michael) 
 
 i Mission San Antonio de Padua, King City (26m) found- 
 ed 1771 
 
 (Saint Anthony of Padua) 
 Mission Nuestra Senora de la Soledad, Soledad (4m) 
 
 founded 1791 
 
 (Our Lady of the Solitude) 
 Mission San Carlos de Rio Carmelo, Monterey (6m).... 1771 
 
 (Saint Charles of the River Carmel) 
 Parish Church, San Carlos Borromeo, Monterey (6m) 
 
 founded 1770 
 
 Mission San Juan Bautista, Sargent (6m) founded 1797 
 
 (Saint John the Baptist) 
 
 Mission Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz, founded 1791 
 
 Mission San Jose, Irvington (3m) founded 1797 
 
 (Saint Joseph) 
 
 Mission Santa Clara, Santa Clara, founded 1777 
 
 Parish Church San Francisco D'Assisi, San Francisco 
 
 founded 1776 
 
 (Saint Francis of Assisi) (Also known as Dolores) 
 
 Mission San Rafael Arcangel, San Rafael, founded 1817 
 
 (Saint Raphael Arcangel) 
 Mission San Francisco Solano, Sonoma, founded 1823 
 
ESTABLISHMENT AND PROSPERITY OF 
 THE CALIFORNIA MISSIONS. 
 
 To those who view the ruins of the master-pieces of 
 architecture, the California missions, they speak a 
 various language. To the casual eye they speak of 
 neglect and decay and the onlooker hastens away to 
 modern, finished buildings suggesting present use and 
 pleasure, having gratified a curiosity to see the poetic 
 monuments of a past century. 
 
 To the thoughtful eye the California missions, 
 standing in august grandeur, speak of indomitable 
 courage and exalted religious zeal of the architects, 
 the Spanish missionaries, in hewing their way through 
 a wilderness, enduring great hardships, traveling on 
 foot five hundred miles from the beautiful bay they 
 named San Diego to the splendid harbor they named 
 San Francisco in honor of Saint Francis the Father 
 of their Order. 
 
 As the Franciscan monks reached spots favorable 
 for founding a mission near an Indian village and 
 fresh water, they raised the Cress and the banner of 
 Spain, and among incredible difficulties, won Cali- 
 fornia for Spain and eighty-five thousand Indians to 
 Christianity in the twenty-one missions they estab- 
 lished and fostered for sixty years, located on the road 
 they made and named El Camino Real (the King's 
 Highway.) 
 
 Thus the missionaries secured the territory of Up- 
 per California and its fifty thousand savage inhabi- 
 tants for the crown of Spain, a task which soldiers 
 alone had failed to accomplish for centuries even at 
 enormous cost, proving that love accomplished that 
 which the sword failed to gain. The missionaries 
 won the natives by kindness and forgiveness and 
 tan glit them to venerate the Cross and love God and, 
 by exercising strong control over their wards like ex- 
 cellent schoolmasters, prevented such massacres as 
 occurred east of the Colorado River. In this magni- 
 ficient achievement the missionaries were not only 
 messengers of the Gospel but captains of industry 
 through Christianity. Before the friars arrived, the 
 
land produced nothing save acorns and wild fruits. 
 The Fathers brought seeds which they taught the 
 Indians to plant in orchards, vineyards and fields 
 which soon produced olive oil, oranges, grapes and 
 grain while their animals increased to vast herds and 
 flocks. With instruction in religion and agriculture 
 the friars taught their wards arts and crafts and the 
 sacred music of the Gregorian chants with voice, flute 
 and violin. And many of the pueblos or towns, pre- 
 sidios or forts, rivers and bays derived their names 
 from the nearest missions. 
 
 During sixty years the missionaries fed and clothed 
 their Indian wards and the troops in the presidios 
 of the whole territory to the value of half a million 
 dollars annually. The civil and military authorities 
 of California generally refused to lend moral as- 
 sistance for transforming savages into faithful Christ- 
 ians and industrious citizens. These otherwise would 
 have been a thieving and savage menace to the white 
 settlers of California. The friars had reared and 
 made the missions prosperous and by their wise gov- 
 ernment proved their ability to maintain them, over- 
 coming obstacles of the guttural Indian language, 
 their heathen orgies and ideas of a sensual heaven 
 after death. 
 
 From the year 1769 to 1833 the missionaries of- 
 fered the only encouragement to a growing and profit- 
 able commerce and aroused the interest of the people 
 of foreign countries thousands of leagues distant, who 
 sailed to California to exchange hides, grain and tallow 
 for manufactured goods from New England, Old Eng- 
 land and China, much needed in the territory by the 
 missionaries and citizens and for clothing the neo- 
 phytes or Christianized Indians, who previously ran 
 about clothed in nature's raiment. And the mis- 
 sionaries who induced, directed and controlled the 
 wealth of the missions, having taken the vow of pover- 
 ty, claimed no luxury for their own. 
 
 The conquest, by the missionaries of the savage in- 
 habitants of California, tells a story of heroism, men- 
 tal and physical exertion, self-sacrifice, incessant 
 prayer and undying love in the service of God as 
 soldiers of the Cross. 
 
THE ACT OF SECULARIZATION, OR THE 
 
 CAUSE OF THE DECLINE AND RUIN 
 
 OF THE CALIFORNIA MISSIONS. 
 
 In 1831 Governor Jose Maria Echandia sounded 
 the deathkiiell of the missions in his famous procla- 
 mations of secularization, or confiscation, of these es- . 
 tablishmeiits. He claimed to follow the instructions 
 of the Supreme Government in Mexico that sent him 
 to California in 1825 for this purpose. Why he de- 
 layed until his successor was already in the territory 
 may have been owing to his disinclination for en- 
 gaging the Reverend Fathers of undoubted education 
 in the laws regarding the establishment and main- 
 tenance of the missions and incumbents, in debate. 
 
 "Seiior Echandia knew how to unite and identify 
 his position as comandante-general in the territory, 
 even after it had terminated, with indefinite liberty 
 and emancipation of the neophytes, but without pro- 
 viding against the deplorable consequences which the 
 whole territory experienced, the smaller of which was 
 the ruin of the missions and the neophytes themselves. 
 
 "In one of the nine articles of Echandia 's procla- 
 mation of secularization was incorporated the law of 
 Mexico which decreed the expulsion of the Spanish 
 missionaries of Upper California." 
 
 This act would give more freedom in confiscation. 
 
 14 In 1830 Presidente Bnstanante of Mexico separat- 
 ed the two Calif ornias and appointed Lieutenant-Col- 
 onel Manuel Victoria governor of Upper California. 
 
 "Ex-Governor Echandia 's hypocrisy was shown 
 when he issued his decree of secularization January 
 six, 1831 at Monterey, long after his notification to 
 turn his office over to his successor who was within 
 the province. The bearer of the dispatch, turning 
 San (Jabriel into a town where hundreds of neophytes, 
 or Christianized Indians, had built streets of adobe 
 dwellings for their families near the mission, had to 
 pass the real governor at Santa Barbara. This showed 
 the desperate steps the ex-governor was prepared to 
 take in order to accomplish his scheme of plundering 
 
the missions; although Echandia and his conspirators 
 were blind to the damage which the decree would in- 
 flict on the troops in the presidios. Comandante San- 
 tiago Arguello of San Diego foresaw the disastrous ef- 
 fect when he wrote to Echandia that the status of 
 San Gabriel must not be changed because the supplies 
 which the missionaries furnished were absolutely 
 necessary for the troops of San Diego." 
 
 Enchandia 's act of secularization never was enacted 
 into a law ; for on the arrival of Governor Victoria 
 in Monterey he immediately annulled Echandia 's de- 
 cree ; and for a little time longer the missions were 
 left undisturbed, until 1835 when Mexico passed the 
 law of secularization of the California missions. 
 
 "In truth the blood freezes and hairs stand on 
 ends at the bare thought of the eternal memory which 
 would remain in this land if Seiior de Echandia and 
 the young Californians had obtained full control and 
 confiscated the mission properties. Anarchy would 
 have reigned as in Mexico," wrote Father Zephyrin 
 Engelhardt, author of Missions and Missionaries of 
 California. 
 
 This eminent Spanish historian, Reverend Father 
 Zephyrin Engelhardt, O. F. M., Order of Franciscan 
 Monks, wrote that "The Americans came none too 
 soon to prevent the final desecration of the missions. ' ' 
 And it is interesting to note furthermore that he 
 stated the following paragraphs: 
 
 "There is observable an inborn reverence among 
 the officers of the United States army and navy for 
 houses of worship. Such atrocities, such profana- 
 tions of churches and sacred vessels, such brutalities 
 against priests and nuns as the Villistas and Car- 
 ranzistas at present perpetrate in Mexico, would be 
 impossible at the hands of officers and soldiers of the 
 regular army with the approval of the government 
 of the United States." 
 
 Father Engelhardt further stated: "In February, 
 1847, eighty men were detailed from the United 
 States battalion to clean up the plaza of San Luis 
 Rey, containing four acres, and the quarters or court- 
 yard, and rooms in the monastery, and make neces- 
 sary repairs which were done in good order. The 
 
commanding officer received the following order from 
 Governor Mascn, (acting Governor Fremont and ap- 
 pointed Governor Kearney having retired.) 
 
 "Should any Catholic priests come to Mission San 
 Luis Rey, you will not only cause them to be treated 
 with great courtesy and kindness, but they are to 
 have any apartments they may desire and any pro- 
 duct of the mission for their own use and the entire 
 management of the Indians. You are placed in 
 charge of the mission property for the express pur- 
 pose of guarding it from desecration and waste and 
 are expected to treat the missionaries and Indians 
 with great courtesy and respect/' 
 
 A copy of the following interesting letter regard- 
 ing San Luis Rey is appended in Father Engelhardt's 
 History of the Missions. Governor Mason, Colonel 
 First Dragoons, wrote to Captain Hunter Sub-Indian 
 Agent : 
 
 "August 2, 1847. 
 
 "It must have excited astonishment in both the In- 
 dians and missionaries to find themselves treated with 
 s> much consideration by "los Protestantes, " when 
 for a quarter of a century they had experienced 
 scarcely anything but arrogance and oppression at 
 the hands of the 'household of the Faith' they dis- 
 graced. ' ' 
 
 That the missionaries accomplished so much in Cal- 
 ifornia is cause for wonder in the thoughtful mind. 
 The material structures they raised and encompassed 
 by the spiritual forces of love and service guided the 
 labor of the missionaries and their converts to as- 
 tonishing results. They hewed tall trees with rough 
 axes, made adobe, or sun-baked bricks, without num- 
 ber, lashed the rafters with rawhide thongs and 
 raised buildings of artistic merit without use of nails 
 or modern implements of architecture, carved mold- 
 ings and traceries that denoted the individual taste 
 of the neophytes, with unskilled hands of former 
 wild men and their descendants, in California wild- 
 ernesses. 
 
 In the chain of historic missions of California were 
 woven the heroism, energy and pious zeal of the mis- 
 sionaries with the spiritual elevation and semi-civili- 
 
zation of the Indians (arrested by the act of seculari- 
 zation) in the eight-five thousand human links of neo- 
 phytes dedicated to the Spirit of Religion. Down the 
 ages the mild, insistent voices of the teachers echo 
 in red men's hearts and in the walls and cloisters of 
 their exalted ideals in the monuments we now cherish 
 with memories of a patriarchal, poetic past. 
 

A SOLDIER OF THE CROSS. 
 
 (First Pioneer of California.) 
 
 Junipero, God's pioneer, behold! 
 
 On bended knees imploring pardoning grace; 
 
 He feels himself a failure long untold, 
 
 Entreats and pleads high heaven with saintly face 
 
 "One baptism God grant thy servant more, 
 
 Ere sailing from this wild and fruitless shore!" 
 
 "Just one more day, Father, I humbly pray! 
 And must I pray in vain? Thy mercy spare, 
 In this forsaken, reckless, heathen sway ! ' ' 
 Still on his knees in constant, zealous prayer, 
 Till nightfall came and then glory great, 
 God's answer came like wondrous story late. 
 
 Across the blue Pacific's vastness, lo! 
 
 A ship, like great, white dove with olive branch, 
 
 Up San Diego Bay sailed fair and slow. 
 
 "To God be thanks! Our famine he will stanch. 
 
 One child baptized by me All Hail Marie ! 
 
 The sacred Cross points e'er my faith in Thee." 
 
STORY OF JUNIPERO SERRA. 
 
 California, that magic name of mythical romance, 
 was given by the courageous explorer Cortez when 
 he discovered and claimed this coast for Spain in 
 1543. For two centuries California basked under 
 a southern sky and the blue waters of the Pacific 
 washed its silvery shore, untrod by white men. 
 
 1769 Don Galvez, minister of colonization for Spain, 
 arranged an expedition from Loreto in Lower Cali- 
 fornia to Upper California, led by Governor Portola 
 and soldiers in search of the wonderful harbors 
 charted by Cortez and Viscaino, accompanied by the 
 eminent engineer Constanso and Father Junipero 
 Serra who was appointed to establish missions with 
 associate friars for the conversion of the heathen in- 
 habitants to Christianity. 
 
 This expedition starting at Loreto reached the mag- 
 nificient harbor now known as San Francisco after 
 great hardships, crossing mud-sinking arroyos, scal- 
 ing dizzy heights, climbing scarred and boulder- 
 strewn mountains to avoid being washed into the 
 ocean, sleeping under drenching rains and enduring 
 thirst with half-rations, they plodded onward with 
 the persistency that won victory over great obstacles. 
 They were the first white men who traversed these 
 smiling lands. 
 
 But alas! for the hopes of the explorers, their ra- 
 tions became nearly exhausted and Governor Portola 
 decided to return to Mexico by ship, from the bay 
 now known as San Diego, before more of his ninety 
 men fell ill with the scurvy, that weakening disease 
 caused by the lack of fresh vegetables, and before they 
 had reached the limit of their food supply. He ap- 
 pointed a day that the ship should sail south, when 
 Father Serra, who was camped on the shore of the 
 bay near the locality now known as Old Town, San 
 Diego, went on board the caravel and begged the 
 governor to allow a little more time before sailing, 
 hoping the relief ship which Don Galvez had promised 
 to send (if they remained in California beyond a 
 given date) to them and which was daily expected, 
 
would appear. Portola was firm in deciding to sail 
 at once, having given up hope of the arrival of the 
 ship with food supplies. 
 
 Father Serra, whose heart ached with love and 
 pity for the savages who thronged around him in 
 their ignorance of God and spiritual welfare, spoke 
 these memorable words of undying faith and courage 
 when he declared: "If every other white man leaves 
 this desolate shore, I will stay alone and teach the 
 savages to love and worship God." 
 
 ' ' Nay, ' ' objected Portola ; " I cannot leave you in 
 this wilderness hundreds of miles from Mexico and 
 civilization, without food or protection, to the mercy 
 of these cruel and ignorant savages. ' ' 
 
 Father Serra left the ship and went on shore where 
 under the boughs of trees he rang the Spanish bells 
 and sang a mass imploring the help of Saint Joseph, 
 foster father of Jesus and patron saint of the expe- 
 dition, praying for success of his enterprise, the con- 
 version of souls. 
 
 On the eventful day before the ship was to sail, 
 Father Serra arose at dawn and went forth on a hill- 
 top where the presidio afterward was established, fol- 
 lowing the example of Jesus in the wilderness, and 
 prayed for the coming of the relief ship. With the 
 cowl of his coarse brown habit thrown back and his 
 pale, sensitive face haggard with anxiety and fasting, 
 he watched and prayed through the long hours of the 
 day. When suddenly, as the curtain of night slowly 
 descended over the wild western shore, a ship ap- 
 peared sailing slowly up the bay almost like a mirage 
 in the sky to his amazed vision. Then again he sank 
 on his knees, this time not in supplication to the Most 
 High, but in thanksgiving for interceding in behalf 
 of his cause. 
 
 That Father Serra remained in California we all 
 know, and founded the first mission, San Diego de 
 Alcala, in 1769, dedicated to its patron, Saint James 
 of Alcala. Happy indeed was he when an Indian 
 child was brought to him for baptism, thus protecting 
 the babe from the Powers of Evil. Slowly and by 
 overcoming the hostility of the natives, he won them 
 
by love and kindness to become his pupils in the study 
 and practice of religion. He was in deed and in 
 truth a soldier of the Cross, and first pioneer of Cali- 
 fornia, asking no other reward than the satisfaction 
 of having saved souls to God. 
 
 .Mission San Diego de Alcala was established near 
 the bank of the river which derived its name from 
 the mission, six miles from the bay of the same name. 
 The missionaries were stockmen and traders and were 
 the first customers of the sailing masters who ventur- 
 ed around the howling Horn. 
 
 The church was burnt by hostile Indians who threw 
 firebrands on the roof. This edifice was afterward 
 ivbuilt and the wooden rafters covered with earthern 
 tiles invented by one of the missionaries. The latter 
 sanctuary was ninety feet in length and flanked a 
 patio, or courtyard, one hundred and sixty feet 
 square surrounded by storehouses, shops and dormi- 
 tories, and the remaining space by an adobe wall ten 
 feet in height. And two date palms lift their tufted 
 heads, like ancient seers over the wrecks of time, 
 planted from seeds over one hundred and twenty-five 
 years ago by the missionaries. 
 
A WEDDING JOURNEY. 
 
 Among the Missions quaint and olden, 
 And riding through the morning golden, 
 The governor's stately cavalcade 
 Uprode the flowery esplanade. 
 
 At Luis Key's white, cloistered pile, 
 With tower like Roman campanile, 
 The governor stayed his retinue, 
 While soldier guards their cordon drew. 
 
 'Neath high and wide-arched colonnade, 
 In gown and cowl the monks arrayed, 
 With swinging cross and sandaled feet, 
 Walked the meek path of Pride's defeat. 
 
 The priests received with kindly token, 
 Disciples meek and gently spoken, 
 Donas and dons with governor grand, 
 Brides and captains of noble stand. 
 
 The lovely brides with husbands brave 
 Left home and friends northlands to save ; 
 Bach brought a love-gift to her lord, 
 More rare than gems from India's hoard. 
 
 Still northward rode the happy twain; 
 The bridegrooms whistling gay refrain : 
 Brides lilted songs at candle-light 
 And waltzed into the fragrant night. 
 
 Ah ! Ne'er was wedding journey run 
 And drawn to close at set of sun, 
 With braver grooms or fairer brides, 
 Since Neptune sang the ebbing tides. 
 
 But monks and priests of sacred fonts 
 Respond no more to travelers' wants: 
 In ruins stand the crumbling walls, 
 Of Missions old, once bridal halls. 
 
STORY OF THE WEDDING JOURNEY. 
 
 At San Diego occurred the double wedding of Captain 
 Romualdo Pacheco comandante of Presidio de Mon- 
 terey with Senorita Carrillo and Lieutenant Agustin 
 Vicente Zamorano with Senorita Luisa Arguello, 
 daughter of the comandante de Presidio de San Diego. 
 
 The historian Hittell refers to this double wedding 
 of officers and daughters of officers as the most im- 
 portant social event in California down to the above 
 date. 
 
 After the elaborate ceremony of the double wedding 
 which Governor Echandia attended as sponsor for 
 the bridegrooms and the citizens of the surrounding 
 countryside attended as witnesses, followed by a 
 week's celebration in prize games, rodeos, balls, din- 
 ners and dances, the happy couples rode north to 
 Monterey, over six hundred miles horseback in the 
 governor's cavalcade with retainers of leather-jacket- 
 ed soldiers, dons and donas from distant haciendas 
 who attended the wedding fiesta. 
 
 Governor Echandia was traveling to the capital 
 to transact official business .of the province and his 
 company w;;s entertained in the mission establish- 
 ments located on the Kind's Highway and at the ex- 
 tensive ranches, or haciendas, of Don Toinas Yorba 
 and Don Antonio Dommguez. The vast Rancho de 
 Santa Ana was a grant to an ancestor of the Yorba 
 family as a soldier in valiant service to the Spanish 
 crown. This extensive rancho consisted of leagues 
 and leagues of grazing land now known as Orange 
 County and other tracts. 
 
 After the fiesta de boda or wedding feast and a 
 T<ind ball attended by hidalgoes, officers and donas 
 from distant pivsidu.-s and ranches, the governor's 
 cavalcade again rode north to Rancho de San Pedro, 
 the home of Don Antonio Dominguez, occupying 
 many leagues north of the Santa Ana River to San 
 Pedro Harbor and Santa Monica, also a grant from 
 tlie Spanish crown as reward for bravery in battle. 
 Here the IVstive Spaniards escorted Don and Dona 
 
Dominguez to their spacious adobe home built around 
 a patio, or courtyard, and were entertained with 
 lavish hospitality. 
 
 Money had no value to these overlords in pastoral 
 California unless it could be exchanged for silks and 
 velvets and other articles of luxury brought in the 
 trading-ships from Lima, China and New England. 
 There were no shops for barter and sale, but the taste 
 for rich and elegant apparel was inherent in the de- 
 scendants of Spanish royalty, and in their chivalrous 
 and gracious manners were seen a remarkable dignity 
 and sense of honor. 
 
 "By the beard of the Prophet," this hair from my 
 beard is sufficient guarantee that I shall pay my in- 
 debtedness in this bill of goods from your ship," 
 quoth a Spanish overlord to a clerk of a Boston trad- 
 ing-brig. And the captain of the ship was much 
 chargrined and very angry when the clerk told him 
 that he had presented a bill of lading to his lordship 
 for payment. 
 
 "These Spaniards always pay without being re- 
 minded of their obligations, their sense of honor is 
 very keen, ' ' reproved the shipmaster sternly. 
 
 "Yes, sir," answered the astonished clerk meekly, 
 who thought it merely a matter of business and not 
 an insult to present the amount of goods and their 
 price to the purchaser. And the values of the vast 
 herds of cattle and flocks of sheep were exchanged 
 for all those commodities in gratifying a sense for 
 articles of luxury. 
 
 At Mission San Luis Rey de Francia the governor's 
 cavalcade stopped the first night of the wedding jour- 
 ney and the brides and grooms gazed on the placid 
 waters of the little San Luis Rey River, and over the 
 night's enchanting scenery and the beautiful white 
 mission with its Moorish colonnade, Roman tower, 
 arched entrance and embrasured facade of the state- 
 ly church bathed in the silvery moonlight, a replica 
 of ancient Spain. Then repeating el rosario within 
 the sanctuary they partook of the generous hospitali- 
 ty of the missionaries. 
 
 The brides, of course, were young and beautiful 
 with all the fascinations of graceful, smiling senori- 
 
tas. And the bridegrooms as officers of the pompous 
 Governor Echandia exhibited the bravery and chival- 
 ry typical of their race. 
 
 If some of these ancient live oaks as spectators 
 could speak, what tales of naked, creeping, swarm- 
 ing, painted savages dancing around their campfires 
 and munching acorns ; of courteous, pious missionaries 
 in coarse brown habits and leather sandals, erecting 
 the Cross and performing the rites of their religion, 
 vying with one another in the number of their con- 
 verts to Christianity ; of proud and haughty Spanish 
 officers and dons continuing the customs of Aragon 
 and Castile ; of the brisk Americans who had 
 no time in their later generation for indulging in 
 leisure ceremony, being forever too busy accruing 
 accounts and institutions of the present century in 
 awarding the gifts of luxury and knowledge to the 
 most active in their pursuit. 
 
 San Luis Rey Church with monastery, shops and 
 storehouses formed the outside wall and occupied 
 about four acres of ground including the plaza, where 
 the Indian men had organized a band of forty music- 
 ians and gave evening concerts on the plaza. In the 
 center of the courtyard a fountain splashed musical- 
 ly among the orange trees, perhaps reminding the 
 missionaries of old Barcelona or Seville. Olive, pep- 
 per, orange, fig and many other varieties of semi- 
 tropical fruit and ornamental trees grew in the gar- 
 dens in the rear of the Mission buildings and a large 
 adobe reservoir contained water for bathing, laundry 
 and irrigation purposes. 
 
 In the stately church with Moorish facade and 
 lofty tower, are shown the artistic taste and execu- 
 tive ability of Father Peiri, one of the most polished, 
 cultured and genial of the California missionaries. 
 Never shall we view his beautiful Mission with be- 
 ing reminded of the story of five hundred of his neo- 
 phytes who followed their beloved Father to San 
 Diego and begged him to come back, when he de- 
 parted from California at the secularization of the 
 missions, never to return. And in imagination we 
 see the forty Indian musicians drawing sweet sounds 
 from their flutes and violins at the plaza on moonlight 
 
evening's in front of the noble church, surrounded 
 by an admiring throng of dusky natives and en- 
 couraged by the wise and loving Father Peiri. 
 
 And a century later, as we view this * ' King of Mis- 
 sions, " w"e note with admiration and a sense of awe 
 this noble monument erected by unskilled but lov- 
 ing hands, and this lofty church, with arched en- 
 trance, embrasured walls and two-storied tower, dedi- 
 cated to King Luis III, whose ancient grandeur was 
 worthy to stand in a king's honor. 
 
 This King of the Missions, who has been robbed of 
 his crown and kingdom, yet wraps his tattered ermine 
 robe around him in deserted rovalty. 
 
BELLS OF CAPISTRANO. 
 
 Oh, the bells of Capistrano 
 Swinging low from oaken beams, 
 Like the tides adown the Arno, 
 Rouse the echoes-bygone dreams. 
 
 Fell the bells with crashing tower, 
 When the temblor shook the earth ; 
 Then the men in startled terror, 
 Fled the church and comrades dearth. 
 
 Yet remained in Capistrano 
 Lowly bells on leathern thongs, 
 Calling all to paternoster, 
 And to pray 'mid dusky throngs. 
 
 Here the padres, hearts to blazon, 
 Sowed the seeds of Christian faith, 
 Winning souls by gentle suasion, 
 Giving love to Master's wraith. 
 
 Over vineyard, grove and meadow 
 Float the sweet, melodious tones, 
 Chiming thanks at twilight's shadow, 
 As the plenteous table groans. 
 
 But alas! The god of Mammon 
 Saw afar with envious eye ; 
 Seized the wealth like Agamemnon ; 
 Drove the monks from labor high. 
 Sits, august, Church Capistrano ; 
 Greed has chocked her ancient arts, 
 Like the weeds in fairest Arno, 
 And the love in red men's hearts. 
 
 Still across the field and fallow. 
 Calling, calling far to sea, 
 Weirdly echo, soft and mellow, 
 Christmas chimes for vou and me. 
 
STORY OF THE BELLS OF CAPISTRANO. 
 
 The grand Mission San Juan Capistrano, named 
 for its patron, Saint John of Capistran, a Franciscan 
 bishop and author of note, was built without regard 
 to price of land per foot, as it covered several acres 
 of ground including the church and courtyard with 
 over forty massive arches of the cloister nine paces 
 in the base of each arch. The blacksmith, saddlery 
 shops, the spinning and weaving rooms for the man- 
 ufacture of the blankets, the storehouses for grain, 
 olive oil, wheat and fruit, the dwellings of the hun- 
 dreds of neophytes, the monastery for the use of the 
 missionaries, the guardhouse for the six or eight sol- 
 diers, and the stately church, all occupied much space 
 in the mission grounds. 
 
 This establishment, like the other missions, was a 
 hive of industry during its nine years of building and 
 its later prosperity, and was the result of an immense 
 amount of labor of the Christianized Indians with the 
 actual working instruction and example of the mis- 
 sionaries. The square log rafters for the roof of the 
 church were hewn on a distant mountain side, then 
 blest by the Fathers. The sacred timbers were placed 
 on the shoulders of relays of Indians stationed one 
 mile apart and never allowed to touch the ground 
 during their passage of sixty miles over trackless 
 canyons, deep ravines and park-like expanse. What 
 more wonderful exhibition of devotion, of the neo- 
 phytes to the missionaries and the religion they in- 
 culcated, could be asked .' 
 
 The constructive ability of the Indians was shown 
 when they built seven magnificieiit domes, or seven- 
 vaulted roof, and a bell-tower one hundred and twen- 
 ty feet high of stone-masonry following the direction 
 and work of the friars. 
 
 But alas ! One Sunday morning in 1812, while the 
 neophytes were at their devotions, a temblor, or 
 earthquake, shook down the lofty tower which crash- 
 ed through the roof on the heads of the worshippers. 
 They fled shrieking from the church, all but thirty- 
 
nine, who were crushed under the heavy mass of 
 stone. 
 
 The tower never was rebuilt as the natives held a 
 superstition that they had offended God who sent 
 this punishment upon them. A lower altitude was 
 arranged and the sweet-toned Spanish bells suspend- 
 ed by their leather thongs at a lower elevation with 
 no danger of further expression of wrath in the for- 
 mer manner from the Deity. 
 
 San Juan Capistrano, standing like some patriarch 
 by the sea whence all his descendants had deserted 
 him or faded into oblivion, has wrapped his ragged 
 robes of vine and shrubs around him too august for 
 pity. He claims our admiration as we approach this 
 stately monument of past devotion and magnificence 
 where the missionaries in gown and cowl once paced 
 the spacious cloisters in religious meditation. 
 
SAINT GABRIEL. 
 
 An angel rests on fleecy cloud, 
 As sentinel of San Gabriel proud, 
 He hears below a thrilling- prayer; 
 A mother, young, cries her despair. 
 
 * ' Queen of Heaven, Full sad wast thou ; 
 Thy Son was brought to Calvary 's brow ; 
 Yet hadst thou Him for many years : 
 Oh, spare my babe my bitter tears!" 
 
 "San Gabriel, thou priest of heaven, 
 I pray thee, Saint, my grief to leaven ! ' ' 
 Straight flew the guard on pinions white, 
 To gates of heaven with pearly light : 
 
 Saint Gabriel sought at early night 
 And told the priest the mother 's plight : 
 * ' An earth-child cries for justice due ; 
 Saint Gabriel, she calls to you: 
 
 "The governor seeks to take my boy 
 And hide him for her soul's annoy, 
 Revenge on her who scorned him while 
 His jealous power was full of guile : 
 
 "The Judge his verdict speaks at noon: 
 I pray thee reach the Mission soon, 
 That husband, wife and little son 
 Thou re-unite and the case be won. ' ' 
 
 Saint Gabriel flew to his white church : 
 The governor's law was left in the lurch: 
 ' * United thou, thy griefs are spared : 
 "Bless you, my child!" the Judge declared. 
 
 Saint Gabriel smiled and spread his wings ; 
 On pinions white his way he sings : 
 "Glory to God! Let angels tell; 
 In peace goodwill, his children dwell." 
 
STORY OF THE ECCLESIASTICAL TRIAL AT 
 MISSION SAN GABRIEL ARCANGEL. 
 
 Mission San Gabriel Arcangel was founded in 1771 
 by Fathers Angel Somera and Pedro Cambon and 
 was the junction and resting place for travelers pass- 
 ing between Monterey and Mexico. 
 
 "The Queen of the Missions" was once very pros- 
 perous and was turned into a town, where the neo- 
 phytes had built streets of adobe dwellings adjoining 
 the Mission, when Governor Echandia issued the act 
 of secularization of the missions in 1833. 
 
 The Mission once controlled hundreds of leagues 
 of grazing lands where great herds of cattle, sheep, 
 horses and droves of hogs grazed over the vast San 
 Bernardino Rancho, an adjunct of the Mission. And 
 one hundred acres, including the site of the Mission 
 buildings, gardens, and vineyards were inclosed by 
 hedges of prickly pears, which gave both fruit, and 
 protection from hostile Indians. 
 
 Nothing remains of its former greatness but the 
 church where religious services are now held. It was 
 built of stone, mortar and adobe bricks and the im- 
 posing west side wall is supported by ten heavy but- 
 tresses crowned by a pyramidal coping. This coping 
 was capped by an Indian as a penance pronounced 
 by one of the Fathers for a misdeed. 
 
 The picturesque tower is a continuation of the side 
 wall, pierced by six embrasured bell recesses of dif- 
 fering sizes. The central arch is pedimented to a low- 
 er angle on the left. This belfry is admired as an 
 architectural gem. Its design has been extensively 
 reproduced in more modern architecture. 
 
 The old stone stairway, shaded by the fern-like 
 foliage of the graceful pepper tree at the right of the 
 church leading to the choir-gallery, caused our hearts 
 to thrill as we climbed up the stone steps worn hol- 
 low by the feet of the past worshippers who trod 
 these stones, leading to musical elevation of spirit, 
 long ago. 
 
 In 1829 a handsome and dashing American sea- 
 
captain sailed in his trading-brig from Boston to Cali- 
 fornia in search of trade and adventure. Being an 
 educated and well-bred young man of Puritan ances- 
 try and Harvard College degree, he exhibited no 
 piratical tendency. He had arrived in the pueblo of 
 San Diego only a short time when his patriotic spirit 
 nearly entangled him with the suspicions of Governor 
 Enchandia whose principal anxiety at that time was 
 watching for spies. 
 
 A wealthy and influential European from Mexico 
 City with a Spanish wife, a self-appointed pleni- 
 potentiary at San Diego, interceded with the irate 
 governor in behalf of the American and prevented 
 the comandante's wrath from descending on the ad- 
 venturous young man's head when he privately as- 
 sisted some American prisoners confined in the prison 
 of the Presidio to escape. 
 
 At this time Governor Echandia, who resided in 
 bachelor quarters in the presidio at San Diego, jour- 
 neyed to the capital at Monterey with his officers and 
 their brides in his retinue with dons and donas who 
 attended the fiesta of the double wedding with all 
 pomp and ceremony of Spanish nobility. 
 
 During the absence of the governor, who secretly 
 admired a beautiful senorita of San Diego who cor- 
 dially hated him, the American won the love of the 
 governor's undeclared choice. The wedding of the 
 couple was interrupted by the arrival of the gover- 
 nor's decree issued at Monterey, stating that no for- 
 eigner would be allowed to marry in California with- 
 out a special license. The couple eloped and sailed 
 with a shipmaster and his wife who chaperoned the 
 senorita. This was done by the advice of the self-ap- 
 pointed pleni-potentiary from Mexico City and friend 
 of the American in whose ship the couple sailed. Af- 
 ter overcoming heavy obstacles the couple was mar- 
 ried in Valparaiso, Chili, witnessed by the shipmas- 
 ter friend and his wife. 
 
 The American and his bride then sailed to Boston 
 in his brig which was ordered to meet him at Val- 
 paraiso. In about a year and a half the American 
 with his wife and child sailed for California, thinking 
 
that Governor Echandia term of office had expired 
 and that he had returned to Mexico. 
 
 Echandia retained his office, owing to the non- 
 appearance of the succeeding governor and to a suc- 
 cession of intrigues that prevented the present gov- 
 ernor from meeting the newly appointed comandante 
 and delivering his office, and yet exercised his author- 
 ity in the province. He immediately ordered the ar- 
 rest of the American, and his lieutenant removed the 
 wife from her husband's ship and took her to lodge 
 with an American shipmaster's wife, whose dwelling 
 was und;T surveillance of the governor, again separ- 
 ating the couple by his jealous and revengeful power. 
 
 Father Jose Sanchez, President of the California 
 Missions, denounced Governor Echandia for usurping 
 his ecclesiastical authority regarding marriages and 
 declared he would arn st the governor, if he were not 
 so near the end of his term of office. He counter- 
 ordered the arrest of the American, thus removing 
 him from the drastic revenge of the jealous governor. 
 
 An ecclesiastical court was held at Mission San 
 Gabriel Arcangel by Judge Sanchez, president, of all 
 matters relating to the missions and to marriages in 
 particular. 
 
 Don -Jose Palomares, the government lawyer, found 
 all the legal flaws possible. He believed the Ameri- 
 e;m guilty of piratical offense in abducting the sen- 
 orita who begged her betrothed to run away with her, 
 when their wedding was interrupted, and take her 
 away from the reach of the hated comandante-vn- 
 eral's impending offer of marriage which her parents 
 strongly desired. 
 
 At his trial the American plead his own defense 
 and, by the evidence of the witnesses present includ- 
 ing the shipmaster in whose brig the run-a-way cou- 
 ple sailed, won the case. And the subject of the in- 
 ternational marriage was discussed in every family 
 in California. 
 
 Judge Sanchez, after presiding three days over the 
 s ssions of the court, pronounced the wedding certifi- 
 cate valid and the vindication of the defendant, with 
 a courtly manner and boneh'ciont aspect, which seem- 
 
ed to have emanated from a kingly court rather than 
 a cloister. 
 
 The Spanish wife of the American was present at 
 the trial of her husband and devoutly prayed for 
 heavenly intercession to the Madonna whose beauti- 
 ful painting with a sweetly maternal expression 
 adorned the wall of the sala of the missionaries, used 
 as the court room, and to Saint Gabriel, the patron 
 saint of the Mission and special messenger of Heaven, 
 in behalf of her husband and child. The mental an- 
 guish of the husband and wife caused by their separ- 
 ation and the impending verdict of perpetual dis- 
 grace of themselves and child were averted by the 
 righteous judgment of President Sanchez at San 
 Gabriel Arcangel, the "Pride -of Missions." 
 
 And the happy, reunited couple with their child 
 rode away from the buttressed walls of San Gabriel 
 with the blessing of the Missionary, like knight and 
 lady of medieval times from an ancient Spanish cas- 
 tle to their ship in the harbor of San Pedro. 
 
THE WEDDING BELL GIFT. 
 
 The court in solemn conclave see ! 
 Judge Sanchez heard the lawyer's plea: 
 * ' Marriage, ' ' he said, * ' was surely nil : 
 Certificate not signed by quill." 
 
 The father rose and plead his case: 
 ' ' If wedding then did not take place, 
 T 'would sadden life my heart would sink ; 
 My child 's disgrace Your Honor, think ! 
 "Pray clemency! My witness said; 
 ' By Chile 's priest he saw us wed : ' 
 Your grace I beg You 've seen our proof : 
 Grant us our due, Judge, from your roof." 
 
 Pondered the judge a weary night ; 
 He saw the parents' desperate plight: 
 "Before high Heaven I do declare 
 You man and wife at Chile fair ! 
 
 "Yet to be sure no flaws are found, 
 Certificate down to the ground, 
 I'll marry you, myself, again, 
 Next Sunday morn a happy twain. 
 
 ' ' But, having scandalized the church 
 And left the governor in the lurch, 
 I sentence you to buy a bell ; 
 Los Angeles needs one, so they tell." 
 The captain sailed to Boston town ; 
 He brought a bell and saved a frown ; 
 His wedding bell yet sounds with power, 
 In fair Los Angeles parish tower. 
 
STORY OF THE WEDDING BELL GIFT. 
 
 At the Session of the Ecclesiastical Court in Mission 
 San Gabriel in 1831 when the American shipmaster, 
 Captain Henry Delano Fitch, was arraigned for trial 
 by Governor Echandia because of the said abduction 
 of a beautiful senorita admired and secretly loved by 
 the governor of California, there being only one law- 
 yer in the province, (and he retained by the gover- 
 nor,) the American plead his own case. 
 
 We have learned in the story of the Ecclesiastical 
 Court that Captain Fitch's honor was vindicated and 
 that his wife and child were restored to him and both 
 parents were taken back into the church and that the 
 impend ing verdict of illegitimacy of their child was 
 averted. 
 
 The flaws found in the wedding certificate by the 
 government lawyer were that "It contained neither 
 the names of the cathedral, nor the city of Valparaiso 
 where the wedding took place ; and that it had not 
 been "Vised by three escribanos; (examined and 
 signed by three notaries) nor had it been signed by 
 the minister of foreign affairs." 
 
 In the meantime, before the trial and shortly after 
 the arrest of Captain Fitch by Governor Echandia 
 at Monterey, Don Virmond, the self-appointed pleni- 
 potentiary friend of the American, visited Judge 
 Sanchez and gave bonds for the appearance of his 
 young friend to appear at the ecclesiastical court in 
 San Gabriel. And the shipmaster ever afterward 
 referred to him as his "Guardian Angel." 
 
 Judge Sanchez rendered his verdict after a session 
 of three days by stating that: "The lawyer had not 
 substantiated his charge of distinct criminal offense in 
 the defendant; that the certificate was not nil but 
 valid ; and that the couple was legally married at 
 Valparaiso." But to be sure no flaws could be found 
 in the wedding certificate, President Sanchez re-mar- 
 ried the couple the next Sunday morning and pre- 
 sented them with a new certificate containing the 
 names of San Gabriel Church and the Province of 
 California, and himself signed the document. 
 
Following the verdict, Judge Sanchez pronounced 
 this penance : ' ' On account of the great scandal Don 
 Enrique (Henry) has caused the church, I sentence 
 him to buy a bell of not less than fifty pounds weight, 
 for the church at Los Angeles which has barely a 
 borrowed one from San Gabriel." 
 
 In this manner the wise president secured the first 
 bell for the tower of the parish church Nuestra Sefiora 
 de la Reina de los Angeles. (Our Lady Queen of the 
 Angels.) And all this power and wisdom could not 
 be contradicted by Comandante-General Jose Maria 
 Echandia, who had interrupted the wedding of the 
 couple at San Diego and separated them after their 
 elopement and marriage at Valparaiso. 
 
 Captain Fitch sailed to Boston and bought a wed- 
 ding-bell gift which on his return to California he 
 presented to President Jose Sanchez in gratitude for 
 the Judge's pronunciamento in vindication of his 
 honor and the restoration of his wife and child to him. 
 This bell yet chimes out the vindication of the Ameri- 
 can and calls the faithful to worship in the adobe 
 church opposite the plaza in Los Angeles. Little did 
 Captain Fitch dream that five hundred thousand 
 Americans would follow in his footsteps during three- 
 quarters of a century later and occupy the City of the 
 Angels. And the captain's bell from Boston may 
 have sounded a mystic summons to eastern dwellers 
 from the restless Atlantic to the shore of the great 
 Pacific. 
 
 And never do we pass the old adobe church at Los 
 Angeles, founded in 1814, and standing opposite the 
 plaza, but we gaze upward to the arched and but- 
 tressed tower, upon the first and largest bell which 
 was presented by Captain Fitch to the Parish Church 
 in the Pueblo of the Angels. 
 
THE WINEPRESS OF LIFE. 
 
 In rosy morn the purple grapes 
 Drank sunlight warm Fernando shapes, 
 At eventide the fruit and leaves 
 Absorbed the dew in Nature's sheaves: 
 Each glowing sphere, a perfect life, 
 Accomplished work with ne'er a strife, 
 Of Nature's art. 
 
 Came Destiny the reaper stern, 
 And gathered grapes, the keepers yearn; 
 In Life 's winepress the fruit he cast : 
 From out the grinding, seething past, 
 Poured liquid rich, the life-blood course, 
 Of Universe emotion's source: 
 He saw the signs. 
 
 The friars planted truth and vines, 
 And natives gathered fruit and lines; 
 In merry glee they ate their fill, 
 From Padres ' store beside the. rill, 
 Attended mass and said their prayers, 
 To keep away from Devil's snares; 
 Saw not the signs. 
 
 "We teach the truth," the Fathers said, 
 * ' Or reap the tares when souls are dead : ' ' 
 With tears and laughter, joy and sorrow, 
 The vines were trimmed anent the morrow ; 
 They danced and sang at the Mission's side; 
 And feared no cloud would e 'er betide ; 
 Saw not the signs. 
 
 The reapers came by light of day ; 
 Drove the Indians from their work and play ; 
 Seized garnered wealth with greedy hands 
 And took away to other lands : 
 Sad natives they, their homes foresworn ; 
 With idle hands they wept forlorn ; 
 Saw now the signs. 
 
STORY OF THE SECULARIZATION OF THE 
 
 MISSIONS ILLUSTRATED BY THE 
 
 WINEPRESS OF LIFE. 
 
 In 1797 Mission San Fernando Hey de Espana was 
 founded by Fathers Dumetz and Lasuen in honor of 
 Ferdinand III, King of Spain, in the beautiful valley 
 which bears its name, twenty-two miles north of Los 
 Angeles, and became one of the most prosperous of 
 the missions, rich in grain, cattle and vineyards. 
 There were many hundred neophytes living within 
 its sheltering walls who were taught agriculture with 
 the arts and crafts in connection with lines of relig- 
 ious instruction (Catechism). And in the sacred 
 ground of the Campo Santo, or Camp of the Saints, 
 (cemetary between the church and monastary,) rested 
 many of their loved ones. 
 
 The vineyards, fields of barley and groves of olives 
 made glad the hearts of the neophytes who tended 
 them carefully, according to the directions of the mis- 
 sionaries. And after the labors of the day they as- 
 sembled within the lofty church and consecrated 
 their hearts anew to loving service of families, friends 
 and tlie good God who gave them this flourishing val- 
 ley and fruits of the earth. 
 
 For over thirty years Mission San Fernando Rey 
 de Espana, with its workshops, its weaving-rooms and 
 its storehouses, grew and prospered when, suddenly, 
 the death-knell of the missions was sounded with the 
 h(,pes of the missionaries, in the proclamation of the 
 Act of Secularization of all the missions in California 
 by Ex-Governor Kchamlia who had overstayed his 
 term of ol'fiee and authority and began the act of sec- 
 ularization, or confiscation of the wealth of the mis- 
 sions. 
 
 But first the founders and guardians of this wealth 
 must be sent away to execute the confiscation with 
 more freedom. The hearts of the missionaries must 
 have ached for their wards, the neophytes, when they 
 realized the tremendous disaster which had overtaken 
 them. Some of the friars remained at their posts 
 
despite civil authority, but were dismayed when they 
 saw the destruction of the establishments which had 
 been the work of years of heroism, energy and self- 
 sacrifice to accomplish. 
 
 In 1833 occurred the death of the "Most beloved 
 Father, Ex-Presidente Jose Sanchez at San Gabriel, 
 of a broken heart, it was said, at sight of the evil 
 Governor Echandia and his followers had brought 
 upon the neophytes. They would be turned adrift 
 to shift for themselves, without protection and would 
 degenerate into barbarism with their wild brethren 
 of the hills," thought the missionaries. 
 
 To the neophytes a little liberty proved a danger- 
 ous experiment when removed from the necessary 
 discipline of the monks. The Indians had not drank 
 deeply enough at the Spring of Civilization to con- 
 tinue the customs taught and insisted by the Fathers, 
 and many forgot to repeat their prayers, but never 
 to venerate the Cross whenever it was presented to 
 them. 
 
 The regular habits of receiving instruction, work- 
 ing at agriculture and arts and crafts were forgotten 
 by some, when, the matin and vesper bells ceased to 
 ring. And the agricultural tools were uncared for 
 and covered with rust. The natives had no incentive 
 to work, no loving masters to feed and clothe them 
 with the results of their labor. All the wealth of 
 grain, hides and tallow were taken away and sold for 
 a price, or exchanged for goods wanted by the, civil- 
 ians. The wants of the helpless neophytes were for- 
 gotten, or waved aside. And they drifted away like 
 autumn leaves and sank into nooks and crannies of 
 the earth, cast upon their own resources without the 
 comfortable means of livelihood they had enjoyed at 
 the missions. 
 
 This noble ruin reminds the sightseer of a once 
 happy and nourishing establishment or village over- 
 taken by disaster, pillaged and desecrated and the in- 
 habitants turned back into the wilderness. 
 
 The long adobe building, yet standing and over- 
 looking the fountain and crumbled adobe walls of the 
 guardhouse and gardens, has been restored recently 
 
with an arched adobe corridor, or colonnade leading 
 into the monastery. And a quaint little belfry rises 
 like a stumpy chimney from the left end of the arches. 
 
 At the right, beyond the monastery, the roof of the 
 lofty church has been restored by the efforts of the 
 Landmarks Club of Southern California, in order 
 that the winter rains might not penetrate and com- 
 plete the ruin of the edifice. Not only herds of cat- 
 tle and horses and flocks of sheep were plundered, 
 but planks and rafters were taken away by desecrat- 
 ing hands, although some interested rider left behind 
 him one of his heavy, clanking spurs in the debris of 
 the church floor, found by a later visitor, a relic of 
 the past. 
 
 On the left of the high wall in the interior of the 
 church, on a recessed arch, I noted the beautiful draw- 
 ing of an elliptical arch perfect in its detail ; and I 
 wondered if some artist-missionary had climbed a lad- 
 der and sketched this drawing as a model for the 
 decoration of other wall sections to be executed by 
 some ambitious neophyte. 
 

PAGEANT OF THE NIGHT. 
 
 The starry worlds in vast, unmeasured spaces, 
 Assembled nights at their accustomed places; 
 The myriad lights all shedding luster golden, 
 On purple depths the curtain's lofty f olden, 
 Night drew upon King Phoebus' exit brilliant, 
 Beyond the stage of heat and light resilient. 
 
 Then Luna came with silvery attendants, 
 Programmed divine in orderly ascendance ; 
 Buenaventura witnessed without payment, 
 The march of worlds in gorgeous, golden raiment; 
 The mystic pageant the queen of night illumed, 
 With Nature's lamp, the Play of Night resumed. 
 
 Orion fought the bull in glittering tunic: 
 The Pleides, in clear, harmonious Runic, 
 Enchanting strains inlinked with clashing cymbal : 
 The Southern Cross upheld the sacred symbol, 
 Of faith sublime and tragedy in duty : 
 And Yenus bore the cup of love arid beauty. 
 
 Oh, mystery of wondrous evolution ! 
 
 A Universe that swings without confusion, 
 
 In orbits huge, obeys the Master mind, 
 
 With force magnetic of a secret kind, 
 
 That paralyzed man's weakly, boasting voice, 
 
 Proudly proclaimed in egoistic choice ! 
 
 The hierarch, assembled grand in place, 
 
 Notes man a mote in Planetary Space ; 
 
 But Indian souls entered their kingdom yonder 
 
 And viewed the Play with ever grateful wonder ; 
 
 As oceans crashed their symphonies on sounding 
 
 shore : 
 And crested waves their white hands clapt a wild 
 
 encore. 
 
STORY OF THE PAGEANT OF THE NIGHT. 
 
 Mission San Buenaventura was founded in 1782 on 
 a bold, rocky shore that opposed the advance of the 
 great swells of the Pacific which swirled around the 
 Island of San Clemente in the Santa Barbara Chan- 
 nel. Here travellers were surprised to see corn and 
 vineyards growing at the cliff's edge of San Buena- 
 ventura and beyond into the canyons of the moun- 
 tains. And here the Fathers may have taught first les- 
 sons in astronomy to the neophytes and pointed out 
 the constellation of Orion who fought the bull. This 
 glittering galaxy of stars with its mystic story may 
 have appealed to the imagination of hard-riding va- 
 queros who feared no animal they bestrode and train- 
 ed from tempestuous freedom to obey the dictator 
 with riata, spurs and bridle-curb. 
 
 The pious Fathers may have pointed out to their 
 pupils the Southern Cross (if in imagination they 
 saw it) and called attention to its sacred symbol, 
 stretched across the heavens, for higher meditation 
 of the religious emblem so blazoned by the Almighty 
 Father on the midnight sky. 
 
 And well might the neophytes have pondered on 
 that mighty, insensate force pervading the atmosphere 
 which had written on a stormy sky in zigzag streaks 
 of fiery and frightful significance God 's unseen power 
 that had been known to strike men and animals down 
 at one death-dealing stroke. 
 
 And who could fail to admire the beautiful, full 
 moon that lent her luster to lighten the dark earth 
 after the brilliant sun had dropped into the ocean at 
 the western horizon's rim, leaving a trail of flame and 
 orange colors painting the evening sky and fading 
 into exquisite tints of pale violet and delicate hues 
 of the pink sea-shell? This lavish and wonderful 
 painting was done by the hand of Nature, or Nature 's 
 God, in less time than the most ardent nature-lover 
 ever could have accomplished. 
 
 All this beauty of the Almighty Father's handi- 
 work may have been viewed by the missionaries and 
 
their wards on the rocky shore in full view of this 
 glorious panorama, presented without cost to their 
 admiring gaze. Then the souls of the Indians may 
 have arisen on the wings of imagination to greater 
 heights and mingled with far-distant worlds undis- 
 turbed by petty transactions of the day, as the waves 
 of the ocean reared their crests and dashed against 
 the rocky bluffs in reverberating thunder and broke 
 in flecks of white foam far below the watchers on the 
 shore now deserted by missionaries and neophytes 
 forevermore. 
 
 A town has grown up around the old Mission, which 
 has been restored since the earthquake of 1812, and 
 bears the name of Ventura, derived from the Padres 
 when the United States was seven years of age. 
 
SPIRIT SWEET WATERS. 
 
 Among the mountains, Santa Ynez gray, 
 Sweet waters frolicked, never leashed were they; 
 And Spirit Sweet Waters descended the hills, 
 To mingle her freshness with the lower rills. 
 
 At Santa Barbara's quaint Mission old, 
 A fountain stood high to receive and hold 
 The priceless, pure water so freely sent, 
 By Spirit Sweet Water's kind soul intent. 
 
 Two lovers stood near the fountain's broad rim; 
 Their eyes were lode-stars those above were dim : 
 ' ' A cup of water I give unto thee : 
 Let us drink to love by the murmuring sea ! 
 
 "I drink to thine eyes, thou star of my life, 
 May they guide me ever away from strife, 
 And the music of thy voice, like the mountain rill 
 Shall refresh my soul through life's every ill." 
 
STORY OF SPIRIT SWEET WATERS. 
 
 Mission Santa Barbara was founded in the year 
 1786 by Fathers Lasuen, Paterna and Oramus, on a 
 shore trending east from the blue Pacific and shel- 
 tered on the north and east by the towering Santa 
 Ynez Sierra. 
 
 Here the ocean breezes are tempered by a softer air, 
 warmed by the ardent sun and the verdant valley 
 is lapped in the mountain's curving breast. In this 
 garden of the Gods, souls' might be lulled into dream- 
 land 011 the borders of an unknown and enchanting 
 world of delight without fear of being assailed or 
 awakened by the rough embraces of more northern 
 winds. 
 
 Here the missionaries built their beautiful mission, 
 the classic facade of whose pilastered church with its 
 twin towers and long, arched colonnade stretching 
 away from the edifice have been admired by hundreds 
 of travelers from distant shores. And the great stone 
 fountain, carved in high relief by the unskilled but 
 loving hands of neophytes, stands as in earlier years 
 holding refreshing mountain water. 
 
 This water was brought in flumes from adjoining 
 mountains where it danced swiftly down the steep 
 slopes in its haste to bless the dwellers in the valley 
 with its life-giving strength. There the fairy, Spirit 
 Sweet Waters, may have sent the liquid freshness to 
 benefit earth's children. So from her kind heart she 
 murmured to all the little mountain rills to hasten on 
 their charitable mission before journeying to mingle 
 their freshness with the great ocean. 
 
 And many years later in 1830, Governor Echandia 's 
 gay cavalcade, of prancing horses handsomely capar- 
 isoned, flashing with silver coins and silver mounted 
 bridles and spurs, carrying the. haughty governor and 
 the officers with their lovely brides, escorted by the 
 leather-jacketed soldiers with lanc< s of steel, halted 
 at Mission Santa Barbara and the Missionaries wel- 
 comed the governor and invited him into the church 
 to attend vesper services while the soldiers drew in- 
 to martial lines on either side, through which passed 
 
the Comandante-General with his officers and their 
 brides. 
 
 After the devotions in the church and the lavish 
 supper of the missionaries, the officers and brides 
 wandered out into the moonlight and stood at the 
 fountain's rim. And there the bridegrooms, on their 
 wedding journey, pledged themselves in a cup of cold 
 water (sent by Spirit Sweet Waters) to be guided by 
 the musical voices and luminous eyes of their brides 
 in lives of unbroken trust and loyalty throughout 
 life's journey. 
 
 Mission Santa Barbara was dedicated by the mis- 
 sionaries to Saint Barbara, the Virgin and Martyr. 
 The imposing stone church is one hundred and sixty- 
 five feet in length and forty feet in width. The walls 
 are six feet thick, strengthened by buttresses of solid 
 stone. And the stone-masonry towers are ten feet 
 square, having been given added strength after the 
 earthquake of 1812. 
 
 Surrounded by the mission buildings is a fine old 
 garden containing rare shrubberies and trees, seques- 
 tered from the public gaze. The wife of the Presi- 
 dent of the United States is the only lady granted 
 admittance to these secluded walks, filled with its 
 religious atmosphere, as the meditation grounds of the 
 missionaries for over a century of time. 
 
 The picturesque stone fountain in front of the mis- 
 sion claimed the loving labor of a sculptor-neophyte. 
 How his black eyes must have glowed with the joy of 
 decorating this beautiful and necessary concomitant 
 of life which held the liquid freshness of the moun- 
 tainside. 
 
 Within the church the gorgeous banners of religion, 
 the rich vestments, chalices and other sacred vessels 
 of the ritual, together with valuable books and records, 
 archives of the early history of California, have found 
 a secure place of preservation. 
 
 The name of Santa Barbara brings with it a spec- 
 ial thought of the dolce-far-niente, dreamland, or 
 wave-lapped garden of the Gods, where the sleeping 
 beauty yet awaits the coming of the magic Prince. 
 
SENTINEL OF MONTEREY. 
 
 A cypress leaned far o'er the sea 
 And branches shook most threateningly : 
 "No nearer come ;I guard the Bay, 
 Brave sentinel of Monterey ! ' ', 
 
 The breakers roared, the cliffs beyond, 
 Sang requiems for souls once fond: 
 "We come and go," the white-caps say, 
 "To sentinel across the way." 
 
 Still watchful stood for e 'er and aye ; 
 Nothing escaped that guardian sway: 
 And balmy breaths of cypress trees 
 Flung fragrance rare far o'er the seas. 
 
 The briny air and fragrant spice 
 Lent wings to thought, in memory's trice, 
 To Carmelo, last resting-place, 
 Junipero, God's servant of grace. 
 
 Like the Nazarene, that Master mind, 
 Blessing his followers in kind, 
 Who sued the touch of garments gray, 
 Soul-sentinel of Monterey. 
 
STORY OF THE SENTINEL OF MONTEREY. 
 
 The blue waters of a semi-circular bay with its daz- 
 zling stretch of white sand lay spread in the embrace 
 of a park-like land shaded by groves of live oak when 
 Vizcaino, the Spanish explorer sailed up the coast of 
 California in 1602 and named the glistening waters 
 in honor of Count de Monterey, the viceroy of Mexico. 
 Some of the noble live oaks, nearly two hundred feet 
 in height and six feet in diameter, were monarchs of 
 the land where they seemed to watch for the coming 
 of that Spirit of untiring devotion. Father Junipero 
 Serra, on the shore where the Pacific ebbs and flows, 
 tossing the spray if its waves high on the rocky bluffs 
 and falling in misty spray on the 1 dazzling white sands 
 below while above them smiled a sky of Italian depth 
 and softness. 
 
 Over the rocky cliffs leaned the fragrant cypress 
 trees, holding their wind-swept branches far over the 
 bay in defiance of the western breezes and seeming 
 to proclaim themselves guardians of the watery ex- 
 panse between the two points of land. 
 
 In 1770, one year after he founded Mission San 
 Diego de Alcala, Father Junipero Serra sailed to 
 .Monterey and founded Mission San Carlos de Rio Car- 
 melo, named in honor of its patron, Saint Charles, 
 King of Spain, it being situated on the bank of the 
 little Carmel River near the protecting bulwark of 
 the lofty Santa Lucia Sierra, and named in honor of 
 Mount Carmel in the Holy Land which it was said by 
 travelers to resemble in beauty of location. 
 
 Father Serra was enchanted with the natural beau- 
 ty of Monterey Bay as it lay spread in the protecting 
 embrace of the tree-clad hills. Some of these trees 
 grew in isolated grandeur surrounded by a flower- 
 embroidered carpet of grasses having the effect of 
 beautiful parks in ancestral estates rather than a wil- 
 derness. 
 
 Nature seemed to have prepared for the coming of 
 that Spirit clothed in human flesh ; for never was a 
 man more spiritual and more free from all guile than 
 Father Junipero Serra. God seemed to have endowed 
 
him with all the virtues and scholarly traits and a 
 zealous flame of desire to follow the example of Jesus 
 of Nazareth in saving souls for spiritual happiness 
 after death, shriving himself against all worldly 
 thoughts and desires. Always he strove to attain 
 spiritual perfection. 
 
 On the lone peak of Father Serra's meek spiritual- 
 ity dwelt his intellectual greatness. Had he been a 
 governor with civic authority in place of a governor 
 of souls, his executive ability would have been known 
 in high places. Yet his modest worth will be written 
 in history and his intellectual and spiritual attain- 
 ments be proclaimed, until a beneficent halo of right- 
 eousness shall surround his name as first and most 
 powerful in the annals of California as the years roll 
 onward down the scroll of time. Humanity will ac- 
 cord this conqueror of a large army of savages a lead- 
 er in civilization and Christianity. 
 
 By the force of this great man's piety and com- 
 passion for his fellow-beings he established nine mis- 
 sions, four presidios, and two pueblos, leaving a peace- 
 ful life in a college cloister he loved, to become a sol- 
 dier of the Cross. 
 
 After founding his second mission on the Carmel 
 River, five miles from the Bay of Monterey, this gen- 
 eral of a spiritual army marshaled his followers and 
 founded other missions in the wildernesses where the 
 savages congregated. San Juan Capistrano, San Ga- 
 briel Arcangel, San Buenaventura, San Luis Obispo, 
 San Antonio de Padua, Santa Clara and San Fran- 
 cisco, where four thousand neophytes were won to 
 spiritual attainments while living in these missions. 
 
 As Father Serra chanted his Te Deum in thanks- 
 giving for gaining converts from the powers of evil, 
 he was the inspiration of every missionary in the pro- 
 vince. Footsore and weary he traveled the wilder- 
 ness, buoyed up by love and pity for his fellow-crea- 
 tures and joy at their deliverance from the power of 
 Satan. 
 
 And here in 1830 Governor Echandia led his bril- 
 liant cavalcade in the long procession from Monterey 
 to San Carlos de Eio Carmelo, when Missionaries in 
 elaborately embroidered robes of the ritual upholding 
 
the banners of the church, preceded by the Cross- 
 bearer and followed by the Governor of the Province 
 escorted by haughty dons and beautiful donas from 
 distant ranches with the brides and grooms of the 
 double wedding, entered the sanctuary between the 
 martial lines of the garrison of Monterey, and cele- 
 brated High-Mass in memory of San Carlos, the pat- 
 ron saint of the Mission. 
 
 After the celebration, one's imagination yet views 
 the brilliant, colorful procession winding its way over 
 the pine-clad hills through idyllic paths, returning to 
 the capital of Monterey where a barbecue appeased 
 the appetites of riders and pedestrians from San Car- 
 los de Rio Carmelo hallowed by its sacrificial and 
 poetic memories of the master-spirit who founded 
 and maintained this monument to religious devotion. 
 
 In the seventy-first year of his life Father Junipero 
 Serra lay dying in his bare cell; his head supported 
 by a devoted neophyte, while lying on two rough 
 planks covered with one gray blanket; he rendered 
 up his account as a most faithful steward in the vine- 
 yard of souls to the Lord of the Vineyard. 
 
 When the neophytes were told that their beloved 
 Father was dead, they went into the fields and can- 
 yons and gathered flowers as offerings to his memory. 
 
 Comandante, officers, marines, civilians and Indians 
 attended the obsequies which were conducted with the 
 ceremony given the general of an army. The guns 
 of the ships in the harbor were fired at intervals of 
 thirty minutes during the day, and their solemn an- 
 nouncement was repeated by the Presidio artillery 
 and the muffled tolling of the Mission-bells. The for- 
 lorn neophytes begged for a shred of his coarse habit 
 believing that holiness and healing abided in its folds 
 through the prayers of their loving master; even as 
 the multitude touched the hem of the garments of 
 Jesus and were healed. 
 
 In his most beloved church at Mission San Carlos 
 de Rio Carmelo, the official residence of the Mission 
 Presidents for fifty years, Father Junipero Serra, 
 President and leading spirit in founding the Califor- 
 nia Missions was laid to rest beneath the star-shaped 
 
carving on the facade which may have been traced in 
 remembrance of the Star of Bethlehem and accorded 
 with the life of this leading spirit who lead his fol- 
 lowers to Jesus. Here the admirer of mental nobility 
 approaches with reverent footsteps this artistic and 
 venerable monument raised by the Sentinel-Soul of 
 Monterey. 
 
PBONOUNCING GLOSSARY OF SPANISH NAMES. 
 
 Agustin ; Ar-hoos-teen. 
 
 Aiyuntiamento ; Ar-ee-hoon-tee-ar-men-to, town council. 
 
 Avila ; Ar-vee-lar. 
 
 Alcalde; Alcarl-day, overseer, or mayor. 
 
 Alta ; arl-tar, upper. 
 
 Anita; Ar-nee-tar. 
 
 Arguello ; Ar-way-yo. 
 
 Arroyo; ar-ro-yo; a small stream. 
 
 Baja; bar-bar, lower (California). 
 
 Bandini; Ban-dee-nee. 
 
 Cahuenga ; Car-hoo-ayn-gar. 
 
 Compadre; Com-par-dray, companion. 
 
 Comandante; co-marn-dan-tay. Commander. 
 
 Enrique; En-ree-kay, Henry. 
 
 Bernardino; ber-nar-dee-no. 
 
 Benicia ; Bey-nee-cee-ar. 
 
 Boscana, Geronimo ; Ha-ro-nee-mo, Bos-car-nar. 
 
 Camino Real; Car-mee-no Ray-al, King's Highway. 
 
 Campo Santo; carm-po sarn-to, camp of saints, cemetery. 
 
 Carmelo; car-may-lo. 
 
 Gabriel; gar-bree-el. 
 
 Sierra de Santa Lucia; see-ar-ra day Sarn-tar Loo-cee-ar, San- 
 ta Lucia mountains. 
 
 Temblor; tem-blor, earthquake. 
 
 Jose; ho-say. 
 
 ,Iuan ; li\van, John. 
 
 Lasuen; lar-soo-en. 
 
 Loinii ; 16-niar, hill. 
 
 Majordomo ; niar-yor-do-mo, overseer. 
 
 MigiH-1; Mee-gwayl, Michael. 
 
 Xucstra Sc nora ; moo-ays-trar Sayn-yo-rar. Our Lady. 
 
 Nui'stra Scfiora do la Soledid; noo-ays-trar Sayn-yo-rar, So- 
 lay-dsul. 
 
 Xina; neen-yar, girl. 
 
 Padre; par-dray, father. 
 
 Patio; par-tee-o; courtyard. 
 
 Pedro; pay-dro, Peter. 
 
 Portola, Gaspar de; gas-par day por-to-lar. 
 
 Pueblo; poo-ay -bio, small town. 
 
 Pacheco; Par-chay-co. 
 
 Peiri, Antonio; an-to-nyo, Pay-ee-ree. 
 
 Pin Pico; Pee-yo Pee-co. 
 
 Purisima Conception; poo-ree-see-mar con-cep-cee-on pure con- 
 ception. 
 
 Real; ray-arl, a coin, about twelve cents. 
 
 Riata; re-ar-tar, lasso. 
 
 Rancho; ran-tcho, farm. 
 
 San Antonio de Padua; par-dooar St. Anthony of Padua, 
 Franciscan preacher in 13th century. 
 
n Blars. 
 San Buenaventura; bwa-nar-ven-too-rar. Learned Franciscan, 
 
 13th century. 
 
 San Juan Beautista; bow-tees-tar, St. John the Baptist. 
 San Carlos de Monterey; St. Charles of Monterey, an Italian 
 
 bishop. 
 San Diego de Alcala; dee-ay-go day al-car-lar, St. James of 
 
 Alcala, Spanish Franciscan. 
 San Francisco de Asis; fran-cees-co day Ar-sees. St. Francis 
 
 of Assisi, Founder of Order of Franciscan Monks. 
 Sotoyomi ; so-to-yo-mee. 
 San Francisco Solano; So-lar-no, Franciscan missionary in S. 
 
 America. 
 San Gabriel Arcangel; Gar-bree-el ark-arfi-yel, St. Gabriel 
 
 Arcangel. 
 
 San Lucas; Loo-kas, St. Luke. 
 San Juan Capistrano; warn car-pees-trar-no, St. John of Cap- 
 
 istran, Italian Franciscan, leader in crusades, 15th century. 
 San Luis Obispo de Tolosa; Loo-.is O-bees-po day to-lo-sar, 
 
 Bishop of Toulouse, French Franciscan. 
 San Luis Eey de Francia; Loo-is ray day Frarn-cee-ar ; King 
 
 of France, crusader of 13th century. 
 Mateo; mar-tay-o, Matthew. 
 
 San Miguel Arcangel; Mee-gayl arc arn-yel; St. Michael Ar- 
 changel. 
 
 Jose Sanchez; ho-say San-ches. 
 
 Santa Barbara; virgin and martyr of third century. 
 Santa Clara de Asis; San-tar Clar-ar day Ar-sees, (Spiritual 
 
 Sister of St. Francis) St. Clare of Assisi, Founder of the 
 
 Order of Franciscan Nuns. 
 Santa Cruz; Sarn-tar Kroos, holy cross. 
 Santa Ynez; Sarn-tar Ee-nez, child martyr, St. Agnes. 
 Santa Lucia; Sarn-tar loo-cee-ar. 
 Santa Ysabel; Ees-ar-bel. 
 Santiago ; Sarn-tee-ar-go. 
 Sepulveda ; Say-pool-vay-dar. 
 Serra, Junipero; hoo-nee-pay-ro Ser-rar. 
 Soledad, So-lay-dard, solitude. 
 Valparaiso; Varl-par-rar-ee-so, Vale of Paradise. 
 Vaqueros; Var-kay-ros, Indian cow-boys. 
 Vizcaino; Veez-car-ee-no, Spanish employer. 
 Vallejo, Mariano Guardalupe; Mar-ree-ar-no war-day-loo-pay, 
 
 Var-yay-ho. 
 Vicente; vee-cen-tay. 
 Ybarra ; ee-bar-rar. 
 Ygnaeia, Dona; Don-yar ee-nar-cee-ar. 
 Zalvidea ; sarl-vee-day-ar. 
 

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