The reader must see for himself these grotesque monuments, these relics

of ruined strata, these sportive, wind-cut ghosts of the old _regime_

here, these fanciful images of things seen and unseen, which stand

thickly over hundreds of acres like the moldering ruins of some

half-buried city of the desert, if he would fully understand.

Out of the many other sources of enjoyment near Manitou, the visitor

will by no means neglect the Cave of the Winds. Though you may ride, if

you wish, it is just a pleasant walk up Williams' Cañon, one of the

prettiest of the gorges that seam the rugged base of the great Peak. The

walls are limestone, stained bright red and Indian yellow, lofty,

vertical, and broken into a multitude of bastions, turrets, pinnacles

and sweeping, hugely carved façades, whose rugged battlements tower

hundreds of feet overhead against a sky of violet. At their bases these

upright walls are so close together that much of the way there is not

room for one carriage to pass another, and the track lies nearly always

in the very bed of the sparkling brook. You seem always in a cul de sac

among the zigzags of this irregular chasm, and sometimes the abundant

foliage, rooted in the crevices above, meets in an arch across the

brightly-painted but narrow space you are tortuously threading.

Half a mile up the cañon, at the end of the roadway, a trail goes by

frequent turnings up the precipitous sides of the ravine to where a

sheer cliff begins, about three hundred feet higher. Floundering up

this steep and slippery goat-path, we arrived breathless at a stairway

leading through an arch of native rock into a great chimney, opening out

to the sunlight above, and found opposite us a niche which served as

ante-room and entrance to the cave.

The history of this cave is entertaining, for it was the discovery, in

June, 1880, of two boys of Colorado Springs, who were members of an

"exploring society," organized by the pastor of the Congregational

Church there to provide the boys of his Sunday-school with some safe and

healthful outlet for their adventurous spirits.

The cave, as we saw it, is a labyrinth of narrow passages, occasionally

opening out into chambers of irregular size (and never with very high

ceilings), into which protrude great ledges and points of rock from the

stratified walls, still further limiting the space. These passages are

often very narrow, and in many cases you must stoop in crowding through,

or, if you insist upon going to the end, squirm along, Brahmin-like, on

your stomach. The avenues and apartments are not all upon the same

level, but run over and under each other, and constantly show slender

fox holes branching off, which the guide tells you lead to some stygian

retreat you have visited or are about to see. In remote portions of the

cave there are very large rooms, like Alabaster Hall, some of which are

encumbered with fallen masses and with pillars of drip stone.

The cave is not remarkable for large stalactites and stalagmites, but

excels in its profusion of small ornaments, produced by the solution of

the rock and its re-deposition in odd and pretty forms. From many of the

ledges hang rows of small stalactites like icicles from wintry eaves,

and often these have fine musical tones, so that by selecting a suitable

number, varied in their pitch, simple tunes can easily and very

melodiously be played by tapping. In some parts of the cave, the

stalactites are soldered together into a ribbed mass, like a cascade

falling over the ledges. Elsewhere the "ribbon" or "drapery" form of

flattened stalactites recalls to you the Luray Caves, though here it is

carried out on a smaller scale; while in this particular, as in many

others, reminding one of the magnificent Virginia caverns only by small

suggestions, in one respect this cave far surpasses in beauty its

Eastern prototype. The floors of many rooms are laid, several inches

deep, with incrustations of lime-work, which is embroidered in raised

ridges of exquisite carving. Again, where water has been caught in

depressions, these basins have been lined with a continuous, crowding

plush of minute lime crystals,--like small tufted cushions of yellow and

white moss. Such depressed patches occur frequently; moreover, the rapid

evaporation of these pools, in confined spaces, has so surcharged the

air with carbonated moisture, that particles of lime have been deposited

on the walls of the pocket in a thousand dainty and delicate

forms,--tiny stalactites and bunches of stone twigs,--until you fancy

the most airy of milleporic corals transferred to these recesses. Here

often the air seems foggy as your lamp-rays strike it, and the growing

filigree-work gleams alabaster-white under the spray that is producing

its weird and exquisite growth. In this form of minute and frost-like

ornamentation, the cave excels anything I know of anywhere, and is

strangely beautiful.

[Illustration: RAINBOW FALLS.]

This cavern, however, is sadly deficient in a proper amount of legendary

interest. No human bones have been found, and no lover's leap has been

designated. This misfortune must be remedied; and I have selected a

dangerous kind of a place at which, hereafter, the following touching

tradition will cause the tourist to drop a tear: Many, many years ago an

Indian maiden discovered this cave while eagerly pursuing a woodchuck to

its long home; the home proving longer than she thought, she crept quite

through into the unsuspected enlargement of a cave-chamber, and a

startled congregation of pensive bats. She told no one of her discovery,

because she had not, after all, caught the woodchuck, and went without

meat for supper. A noble warrior, who had done marvelous deeds of valor,

loved the maiden. He wooed and she would but the swarthy papa wouldn't.

Sadness, anger, surreptitious trysting where the fleecy cottonwood waves

melodiously above the crystal streamlet, etc., etc. The irate old

warrior brings an aged brave, who has spent his whole life in doing

nothing of more account than cronifying with the heart-sick girl's

father. This man she must marry, and the young suitor must go. Refusals

by the maiden, loud talk by the youth, sneers from the old cronies,

flight of the lovers to the woodchuck's hole, vermicular but

affectionate concealment, like another Æneas and Dido. The woodchuck,

stealing forth, sees a wolf outside, trying to make him pay his

poll-tax; so he sits quietly just inside his safe doorway, obscuring the

light. Endeavoring to find their way about in the consequent darkness,

the imprisoned lovers pitch headlong over the precipice I have referred

to. Guide-books please copy.

* * * * *

Our train bore a pensive party down the valley of the Fontaine, as it

headed for Pueblo. The Musician drew a plaintive air from his violin,

and as the friendly mountain range receded and dipped away in the West,

we fell to wondering when, if ever, we should tread those vales again.

[Illustration]

IV

PUEBLO AND ITS FURNACES

In Steyermark--old Steyermark,

The mountain summits are white and stark;

The rough winds furrow their trackless snow,

But the mirrors of crystal are smooth below;

The stormy Danube clasps the wave

That downward sweeps with the Drave and Save,

And the Euxine is whitened with many a bark,

Freighted with ores of Steyermark.

In Steyermark--rough Steyermark,

The anvils ring from dawn till dark;

The molten streams of the furnace glare,

Blurring with crimson the midnight air;

The lusty voices of forgemen chord,

Chanting the ballad of Siegfried's Sword,

While the hammers swung by their arms so stark

Strike to the music of Steyermark!

--BAYARD TAYLOR.

It is a fortunate introduction the traveler, fresh from the Eastern

States and weary with his long plains journey, gets at Pueblo to the

lively, progressive, _booming_ spirit of Colorado. Here are the oldest

and the newest in the Centennial State--the fragments of tradition that

go back to the thrilling, adventurous days of fur-trapping and Indian

wars; the concentrated essence of later improvements; and the most

practical present, mingled in a single tableau, for a telephone line

crosses the ruins of the old adobe fort or Spanish "pueblo," which gave

to the locality its name when it was an outpost for the traders from New

Mexico.

In its modern shape the town is one of the longest settled in the State,

and a great flurry began and ended there years ago. Then, neglected by

men of money, Pueblo languished and was spoken chidingly of by its

sister cities in embryo. Now all this has changed, and, perhaps aroused

by the prosperity of Leadville, Pueblo began about three years ago to

assert herself, and to-day stands next to Denver in rank both as a

populous and as a money-making center. No business man or statistician

could find a more deeply entertaining study than the investigation of

how this rejuvenation has arisen and been made to produce so striking

results. Such an inquirer would find several large industries claiming

to have furnished the turning point; but it is evident that the few who

faithfully stood by the comatose town, and steadily struggled toward its

commercial revival, were prompt to seize upon the altered flood and take

advantage of the tide which led to fortune. The impression once

advertised that Pueblo was shaking off her lethargy and about to become

a second Pittsburgh, a thousand men of business were quick to catch the

idea and make the "boom" a fact. Thus from 5,000 inhabitants in 1875 she

has come to over 15,000 in 1883.

It is undoubtedly true that the Denver and Rio Grande railway has done

more to aid this advancement than any other one agency; but an important

impetus was given to Pueblo in 1878, when a company of gentlemen decided

to build a smelter here. The work was put under the charge of its

present superintendent, and ninety days from breaking ground the furnace

was in operation. There was only a single small one at first; but

fourteen are running now. Then there was a diminutive shed to cover the

whole affair; now there are acres of fine buildings. Then a dozen men

did all the work; now from 380 to 400 are employed, and the pay-roll

reaches $375,000 per annum. That's the way they do things in Pueblo.

This smelter is on the northern bank of the river, just under the bluff.

From a distance, all that you can discern over the trees is a collection

of lofty brick and iron chimney-stacks, and wide black roofs. Coming

nearer, the enormous slag-dump discloses the nature of the industry, and

testifies to the quantity of ore that has passed through the furnaces.

Though on the banks of a swift river, the works are run by steam, which

can be depended upon for steady service, and on which winter makes no

impression. A thousand tons of coal and seven hundred tons of coke a

month are used, the cheapness and proximity of this fuel forming one of

the inducements to place the smelter here. Cañon City and El Moro coals

are mixed, but the coke all comes from the latter point. At the start an

engine of 60-horse power supplied all needs, but a new one of 175-horse

power has been found necessary, and Denver was able to manufacture it.

As for the machinery, it is not essentially different from that in other

smelters, except in small details, where the most approved modern

methods are made use of. There are great rooms full of roasting-ovens,

immense bins where the pulverized and roasted ore cools off, elevators

that hoist it to the smelting furnaces, and all the usual appliances, in

great perfection, for charging the furnaces, drawing off and throwing

aside the slag, and for casting the precious pigs of bullion. All walls

and floors are stone and brick; everywhere order and neatness prevail.

This plant has already cost the firm $200,000, and they have enough more

money constantly put into ore and bullion to make $750,000 invested at

the works. The ore is bought outright, according to a scale of prices

which is about as follows: Gold, $18.00 per ounce; silver, $1.00 per

ounce; and copper, $1.50 per unit.

[Illustration: GARDEN OF THE GODS.]

This is reckoned by "dry" assay, being two per cent. off from "wet." For

the lead in the ore, 30 cents per unit up to 30 per cent., 40 cents up

to 40 per cent., and 45 when over 40 per cent.; but both lead and copper

will not be paid for in the same ore. From the total is deducted $20.00

as fee for treating it. For the assaying a capital laboratory of several

rooms is provided, where two assayers and two chemists are continually

busy. Every lot, as purchased, is kept separate and subjected to a

homeopathic process of dilution, until a sample is obtained that

represents most exactly the whole. The arrangements for crushing and

sampling the ore are very complete, and a large number of lots can be

handled at once. When the final sample has been reached it is subjected

to a very careful assay, not only to determine what shall be paid for

it, but to find out what are its qualities in relation to the process of

smelting. This process requires a certain percentage of lead, a certain

amount of silica, and a certain proportion of iron and lime in each

charge. It is the duty of the assayers and chemists to ascertain

precisely the proportions of these ingredients in the ore under

consideration, in order to know how much lead, iron, lime or silica, to

add in order to make a compound suitable to fuse thoroughly, even to the

dissolution of the desperately refractory zinc and antimony; and which,

also, shall yield up every particle of silver and gold. The iron and

lime have usually to be added outright in this smelter; but the proper

proportions of lead and silica are obtained by combining an ore

deficient in one of these elements, but containing an excess of the

other, with ores oppositely constituted. It is one of the advantages of

the smelter at Pueblo, that, being centrally placed and down hill from

every mining district, it can draw to its bins ores of every variety;

thus it is able to mix to the greatest advantage, and in this economy

and the attendant thoroughness of treatment, lie the possibilities (and

actuality) of profit.

The lime for flux is procured three miles from town, and costs only

$1.00 a ton, while every other smelter in the State must pay from $2.50

to $5.00. Its building-stone is a splendid quality of cream-tinted

sandstone procured in the mesa only a short distance away. So widely

satisfactory have been its results that the Pueblo smelter does the

largest business of any in Colorado. I saw ore there from away beyond

Silverton; from Ouray and the Lake City region; from the Gunnison

country and the Collegiate range this side; from Leadville (competitive

with Leadville's own smelters); from Silver Cliff and Rosita; and,

finally, from numerous camps in the northern part of the State. The last

was surprising; for it meant that all that weight of ore had been

brought hither past the furnaces at Golden and Denver, because the

owners realized more for it, in spite of excess of freight, than they

could get at home. The superintendent told me that they handled more ore

from Clear Creek county than all the other smelters of the State; and he

explained it by showing how his nearness to fuel, and consequent saving

in this important item, with his cheap labor, permitted him to bid and

pay more than any other smelter could for choice ores, for which a

premium is given. These facts were held in mind when, encouraged by the

railway, the smelter was placed here, and the expectations of its

projectors have been more than gratified. The present capacity of the

establishment is 125 tons of ore a day in the fourteen blast furnaces,

and 100 tons a day in nine large calcining furnaces. Expensive

improvements, and of the most solid character, are being made constantly

in all parts of the works. The most important of these has been the

erection of machinery for refining the bullion, which has a capacity of

twenty-five hundred tons a month, and is constructed on the best known

principles. It has been customary in the West to send to New York the

lead which results from silver refining; it is made into sheet-lead and

leaden pipe, in which form it is bought by wholesale houses in Chicago

and St. Louis, to be again sent to Colorado, at the rate of perhaps a

thousand tons a year. Now it is proposed to keep at home the profits and

freightage of this costly and heavy material in house construction.

Machinery has therefore been added to make up all the lead into sheets,

bars, and piping. This is done so cheaply, that Pueblo can now send it

across the plains and undersell Chicago and St. Louis in the Mississippi

valley. The supply largely exceeds the home demand, and a new export for

this State has thus been created. Utah will henceforth yield a large

portion of the bullion to be refined. Another experiment will be the

refining of copper. There are various mines in New Mexico and

Arizona--many of them worked in ancient days by the Spaniards--which

supply a base form of metallic copper. This crude copper is now nearly

all sent to Baltimore, and there refined and rolled. The New Mexico

division of the Denver and Rio Grande will soon penetrate the region of

some of these mines, while the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe makes

others accessible. Side-tracks from both these roads run into the

smelter's enclosure. To bring the copper here will therefore be an easy

matter: and it can be produced in shape for commercial use much more

cheaply than any Eastern factory is able to turn it out.

Another large factor in Pueblo's revival was the establishment there of

the steel works. These are the property of the Colorado Coal and Iron

company, composed of the leading men in the Denver and Rio Grande

railway, so that, though the two corporations are distinct, their

interests are closely allied. This powerful association was formed in

1879 by the consolidation of two or three other companies having similar

aims, and it became the owner not only of the steel and iron works here,

and of a great deal of real estate, but also of nearly all the mines of

coal and iron now being developed in this State. Its capital is ten

millions, and its principal offices are located at South Pueblo. It

employs over two thousand men in its various enterprises, and is

constantly enlarging its operations and perfecting its methods. Many of

its coal banks will be referred to in other paragraphs of this volume.

The ore derived from all its iron mines is exceptionally free from

phosphorus, and therefore well adapted to the manufacture of steel. The

subjoined analyses exhibit the character of these ores:

Metallic Phos- Mag- Manga-

Iron. Silica. phorus. Lime. Alumina. nesia. nese. Sulphur.

Placer 52.2 12.64 .051 5.70 3.6 3.12 .34 Trace.

Salida 65.8 5.78 .015 .34 1.5 .81 .22 .014

Villa Grove 57.3 5.03 .019 1.87 .006

A conservative estimate places the amount of iron ore the company has

developed at over two millions of tons. Besides these high-grade ores,

there are others of an inferior grade, which, being mixed with

mill-cinders, will produce the commoner sorts of pig-iron, suitable for

foundry-work. Limestone, valuable as flux, is quarried from a ledge

within seven miles of the furnace, with which it is connected by rail,

and the supply is practically inexhaustible. Gannister and fire-clay,

also, are found in abundance in the vicinity. With coal, coke, iron and

all the furnace ingredients radiated about this point, which, at the

same time is nearest to the Eastern forges whence must be brought the

massive machinery to equip the works, it requires no second thought to

perceive that South Pueblo offers altogether the most profitable site

for vast factories like these.

Immediately following this decision, in the spring of 1879 a large tract

of mesa-land was secured, beside the track of the Denver and Rio Grande

railway, about a mile south of the Union Depot, where not only the

foundations of the mills, but a village-site was laid out and numerous

side-tracks were put down. Very soon the tall chimneys of the blast

furnaces began to rise into the ken of the people of Pueblo.

Simultaneously a large number of fine cottages were built as homes for

workmen, and other structures were set on foot, among them a commodious

hospital, for joint use of the mills and the railway company. It is a

very pleasant, well-ordered and growing little town, known as Bessemer,

and even now the space between it and the city is rapidly filling up.

The present daily output of the blast furnaces is one hundred tons of

pig-iron, but soon a twin furnace will double the productive capacity of

the works. Besides the furnaces, the plant includes Bessemer steel

converting works, a rolling and rail mill, 450 by 60 feet, a nail mill,

a puddling mill and foundry. All of these establishments are in every

way equal to the best of their kind in the East. The blast furnace is

fifteen feet base and sixty-five feet high, with fire-brick, hot-blast

stoves, and a Morris blowing engine. In the steel-converting works the

arrangement of the plant is similar to that of the new Pittsburgh

Bessemer Steel Company, which has given exceptionally good results. The

rail mill plant consists of Siemen's heating furnaces and heavy blooming

and rail trains, and the puddling and nail mills are equipped with the

best modern machinery. At Denver the same company owns a rolling mill,

where bar and railroad iron and mine rails are manufactured: these in

the future will mainly be supplied from South Pueblo. The effect upon

Colorado of this forging of native iron for home consumption must be

very important. All iron and iron ware is nearly doubled in value by the

necessarily high rates of freight across the plains. Manufacturing, now

that the crude material can be obtained on the spot, is cheaper than

importing, and in the wake of the blast furnace must follow a long train

of iron industries. Already negotiations are on foot for the

establishment of extensive stove works (a million of dollars was sent

East last year from Colorado in payment for stoves alone), and the

erection of car-wheel shops is also contemplated. Indeed, in this mining

country, which also is a region that is rapidly filling up with large

towns, the demand for manufactured iron of all sorts is very large. It

is another step in the gradual movement of trade-centers westward.

[Illustration: ENTRANCE TO CAVE OF THE WINDS.]

A still clearer idea of the great value of its interests to the State,

and of its local works to Pueblo may be obtained from the report of the

productions of the Colorado Coal and Iron company for the year 1882

which, briefly summarized, aggregates as follows: Coal, 511,239 tons;

coke, 92,770 tons; iron ores, 53,425 tons; merchant iron, mine rails,

etc., 3,883 tons; castings, 2,752 tons; pig-iron, 24,303 tons; muck bar,

in four months, 1,253 tons; steel ingots, eight months, 20,919 tons;

steel blooms, eight months, 18,068 tons; steel rails, eight months,

16,139 tons; nails, four months, 16,158 kegs; and spikes, six months,

5,022 kegs.

The economy of location, and the successful results attending the

establishment here of the great enterprises referred to, are attracting

many others. During the past season one of Leadville's largest smelters,

having been destroyed by fire, has been rebuilt at Pueblo, and more will

naturally follow.

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