California Revisited. 1858-1897

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Doylestown Publishing Company Printers, 1898 - California - 310 pages
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Thaddeus S. Kenderdine made his way from Philadelphia to Michigan in 1858, staying only a month before he determined to head west. He remained in California for only a year, returning to New York in 1859. This visit is described in A California tramp (1888). California revisited (1898) recounts his second trip to California after an absence of forty years, an 1897 rail trip to a Christian Endeavor meeting in San Francisco with a stop in Salt Lake City. He contrasts his two journeys west as well as the changes in San Francisco and its neighborhood. He also visits Monterey, San Josť, Los Angeles, Pasadena, and San Pedro; as well as the missions at San Fernando, Santa Barbara, San Juan Capistrano, and San Miguel. His stay in San Francisco coincides with beginning of Klondike gold fever and he revisits old mining camps in the Sacramento Valley before returning via the northern route with a stopover at Yellowstone Park.
 

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Page 101 - Bells of the Past, whose long-forgotten music Still fills the wide expanse, Tingeing the sober twilight of the Present With color of romance: I hear your call, and see the sun descending On rock and wave and sand, As down the coast the Mission voices blending Girdle the heathen land.
Page 134 - Carmelo (Monterey), June 3, 1770; San Antonio de Padua, July 14, 1771; San Gabriel, September 8, 1771; San Luis Obispo, September i, 1772...
Page 101 - I hear your call, and see the sun descending On rock and wave and sand, As down the coast the Mission voices, blending, Girdle the heathen land. Within the circle of your incantation No blight nor mildew falls; Nor fierce unrest, nor lust, nor low ambition Passes those airy walls. Borne on the swell of your long waves receding, I touch the farther past, — I see the dying glow of Spanish glory, The sunset dream and last!
Page 179 - for our wide acres of soft grass ! To please us living and to hide us dead ! — " You'd think Walt Whitman's first was all they read I You'd think they all went out upon the quiet Nebuchadnezzar to outdo in diet ! You'd think they found no other green thing fair — Even its seed an honor in their hair...
Page 179 - You'd think they all went out upon the quiet Nebuchadnezzar to outdo in diet ! You'd think they found no other green thing fair — Even its seed an honor in their hair! You'd think they had this bliss the whole year 'round — Evergreen grass ! — and we, plowed ground ! But come now ! How does earth's pet plumage grow Under your snow? Is your beloved grass as softly nice When packed in ice ? For six long months you live beneath a blight — No grass in sight. You...
Page 221 - ... seen in the country. The right tower of the Mission church at Santa Barbara had been just completed, and it was arranged that the consecration of this tower should take place at the time of her wedding, and that her wedding feast should be spread in the long outside corridor of the Mission building. The whole country, far and near, was bid. The feast lasted three days ; open tables to everybody ; singing, dancing, eating, drinking, and making merry. At that time there were long streets of Indian...
Page 179 - ... live beneath a blight — No grass in sight. You bear up bravely. And not only that, But leave your grass and travel. And thereat We marvel deeply, with slow Western mind, Wondering within us what these people find Among our common oranges and palms To tear them from the well- remembered charms Of their dear vegetable.
Page 221 - ... completed, and it was arranged that the consecration of this tower should take place at the time of her wedding, and that her wedding feast should be spread in the long outside corridor of the Mission building. The whole country, far and near, was bid. The feast lasted three days; open tables to everybody; singing, dancing, eating, drinking, and making merry. At that time there were long streets of Indian houses stretching eastward from the Mission; before each of these houses was built a booth...
Page 223 - Indians, the workmen, and the priests to the chapel, where the litany was sung and the evening blessing pronounced.
Page 150 - Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home; 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come...

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