HOTELS ON THE FRONTIER.--ACCOMMODATIONS AT LAREDO.--SMUGGLING OVER THE
BORDER.--LAREDO AS A RAILWAY CENTRE.--THE RIO GRANDE AND ITS
PECULIARITIES.--RIVERS BENEATH THE SANDS.--ENTERING MEXICAN
TERRITORY.--EXAMINATIONS AT THE CUSTOM-HOUSE.--MEXICAN TARIFFS.--BRIBERY
AMONG OFFICIALS.--LEAVING NUEVO LAREDO.--A DREARY
PLAIN.--FELLOW-PASSENGERS WITH OUR FRIENDS.--A MEXICAN IRISHMAN.--PEOPLE
AT THE STATIONS.--ADOBE HOUSES; HOW THEY ARE MADE.--THE LAND OF
_MAÑANA_.--_POCO TIEMPO_ AND _QUIEN SABE_.--LAMPASAS.--_MESA DE LOS
CARTUJANOS_.--PRODUCTS OF NUEVO LEON.--SADDLE AND MITRE
MOUNTAINS.--MONTEREY.
It was nine o'clock in the evening when the train reached Laredo from
San Antonio, and our friends found that they would have to pass the
night in the town. They had been recommended to patronize the Commercial
Hotel; their informant said he could not speak loudly in its praise. "It
is the least bad of the hotels in the place," said he, "and a great deal
better than sleeping on the ground in the open air, as you would have
been obliged to do here only a few years ago. In the language of the far
West, it beats nothing all out of sight."
There was a sign of civilization in the shape of an omnibus, rather a
rickety and weak-springed affair, it is true, but still an omnibus, and
it carried them safely to the hotel, whither their baggage followed in a
wagon. The crowd around the station when the train arrived was a mixture
of American and Mexican, with a few Indians by way of variety. The
population of the frontier is quite a puzzle to the ethnologist at
times, and the work of classification is by no means easy. Some of the
patrons of the hotel were Mexicans of the better sort, and they mingled
freely with the Americans who had lived long enough in Texas to feel at
home. The Texas towns along the border contain a goodly number of
residents who are engaged in defrauding the revenue of Mexico by
engaging in the business of smuggling goods into that country; there is
also a fair amount of smuggling from Mexico into the United States, and
the customs officials on both sides are kept reasonably busy in seeing
that the rights of their respective nations are defended. The
peculiarity of revenue laws all the world over is that every country
considers it quite proper to violate those of any other, but is very
indignant if its own regulations are not respected.
Supper at the hotel was endurable by hungry travellers, but would have
failed to meet the desires of the epicure; and the same may be said of
breakfast on the following morning. As the train for Mexico started at
eight o'clock,[2] there was not much time for sight-seeing after
breakfast, though sufficient to discover that Laredo was a comparatively
new town, whose existence was mainly due to the railways that lead to
it. There was a town there in the early days of the Spanish
colonization, but it was completely destroyed in the frontier troubles,
and the site was deserted until Texas became one of the United States.
The International and Great Northern Railway runs to San Antonio and
beyond: one division of the Mexican National Railway, known as the
Texas-Mexican, connects Laredo with Corpus Christi, on the Gulf of
Mexico, 160 miles away; and the next, called the Northern Division,
unites it with the City of Mexico. Other railways are projected, and
those who have corner or other lots in Laredo predict a great future for
the city.
[2] Since the Boy Travellers made their journey through Mexico the
time-table of the Mexican National Railway has been changed. The express
train leaves Laredo at 6.35 P.M., and Nuevo Laredo at 8.20. Monterey is
reached at 2.40 A.M., and Saltillo, where passengers take breakfast, at
6.20. They dine at Catorce, sup at San Luis Potosi, and reach the City
of Mexico at 9.50 on the second morning after their departure from the
Rio Grande.
[Illustration: ON THE BANKS OF THE RIO GRANDE.]
The Rio Grande is not an imposing river at Laredo, and our young
friends were disappointed when they saw it. They had looked for a stream
of magnitude, as implied by the name, and were not prepared for one that
could be forded without much danger, and was so diminutive as to remind
them of those rivers of the Western States where it is necessary to use
a sprinkling-pot at certain seasons of the year to let strangers know
where the stream is. The Doctor told them that the Rio Grande was known
as the Rio Bravo in the lower part of its course, and Frank suggested
that it was because the river was very brave to come so far with such
poor encouragement.
[Illustration: INDIAN WATER-CARRIERS.]
"But the stream which now looks so insignificant," Doctor Bronson
explained, "is subject to periodical floods, owing to the melting of the
snows in the mountains where it takes its rise. They begin in April,
reach their greatest height in May, and subside in June, and while they
last they fill the whole bed of the stream, and overflow the banks
wherever they are low. Some of its tributaries at such times are roaring
floods, while ordinarily they are only dry beds, where not a drop of
water can be seen for many miles. But if you dig a few feet into the
sandy bed of these streams you will find water; emigrants travelling
through this country carry an empty barrel from which both heads are
removed, and by sinking this barrel into the sand they obtain a
plentiful supply of water. A knowledge of this fact has saved many
lives, and ignorance of it has caused deaths by thirst when suffering
might easily have been avoided."
The first bridge erected by the railway company at Laredo was of wood;
it served its purpose until the first flood, when it was torn from its
foundations and carried away. The present bridge is a substantial one of
iron, and promises to last a long time.
From Laredo the train moved slowly across the river, along a bridge
whose height was intended to make it secure against the severest floods,
until it reached the station of Nuevo Laredo, on the Mexican side, two
or three miles from Texan Laredo. Here there was an examination of
baggage by the Mexican customs officials; they were polite, and our
friends had learned from long experience in custom-houses to be polite
in return. The result was that the examination of their belongings was
very slight, while that of some of the passengers who displayed ill
manners was much more severe. The Doctor and the youths produced the
keys of their trunks and opened them before being asked to do so, and
promptly announced the contents of the receptacles. They had nothing
dutiable, and in a very few minutes the ordeal was ended.
Frank made the following note about the Mexican custom-house:
"Mexico is a land of high tariffs, and pretty nearly everything that can
be imported is taxed. Machinery was formerly imported free, but it is
now subject to duty, and so is almost everything except agricultural and
scientific instruments and books. There is also a duty on packages apart
from their contents, and there is a heavy duty on all kinds of
carriages. Baggage for personal use is admitted free of duty, unless
there is reason to suspect that the owner has an intention to sell; two
or three suits of clothing will pass without question, but ten or twelve
would be liable to detention and duty. The laws require that the
examination of baggage shall be conducted 'liberally, and with prudence
and moderation,' and certainly we have no occasion to complain of
discourtesy. In addition to clothing 'not excessive in quantity,' a
traveller may have two watches with their chains, a cane, an umbrella,
one or two pistols with equipments and cartridges, one hundred cigars,
forty small packages of cigarettes, a rifle or fowling-piece, one pound
of smoking tobacco or snuff, and any musical instruments in actual use
except pianos and organs. When a resident of the United States crosses
the Rio Grande into Mexican territory with his own carriage he must pay
the duties on the vehicle, or give a bond for their payment in case he
does not return to the United States.
[Illustration: AN OLD MEXICAN CHAPEL BY MOONLIGHT.]
"As the relations of the United States and Mexico increase in intimacy,
it is probable that there will be a reciprocity treaty; negotiations to
that end have been going on for some time, but are delayed by the usual
'hitches' that arise in such matters. At the entrance of Mexican cities
there is an examination something like the _octroi_ of European cities,
but so far as tourists are concerned it is very slight. They merely
declare that they have nothing dutiable, and are allowed to pass on.
There is an examination on leaving Mexico, as there is an export duty of
five per cent. on bullion, and a prohibition against taking antiquities
from the country. As a matter of fact, a good many antiquities are
carried away, but as the greater part of them are fictitious the
restriction is not rigidly enforced.
[Illustration: VIEW IN NUEVO LAREDO.]
"We have heard several stories about how the Mexican custom-house is
defrauded by the bribery of officials, but have no means of knowing if
they are true or false. Certainly we did not offer any money to the men
at the custom-house, and none of them intimated that he desired to be
bribed. If a quarter of the stories have any truth at all, there must be
a great deal of dishonesty along the frontier, but it is not confined to
the Mexicans.
"Pack-trains loaded with dutiable goods start openly from the frontier
towns of Texas, ford the river, and make their way into the interior of
Mexico. The trade is so large that it could hardly be carried on without
official connivance. The author of 'Mexico of To-day' says in regard to
this subject: 'Those well informed with regard to trade interests agree
that a great deal of smuggling exists, owing to the high tariff and the
great frontier stretch that invites law-breakers. It is said that
millions more of American goods find their way into Mexico than show in
the statistics prepared by either Government.'
"Another writer says: 'The traveller is permitted to enter all his
personal apparel free of duty; in fact everything that he really needs.
A great many things he does not need may be taken in also, for the
official's pay is meagre and he loves to gaze on the portraits of
American worthies as depicted on our national currency. It is well to
caution the traveller that he must, if requested, state to the proper
authorities his name and profession.'"
In due time the train rolled out of Nuevo Laredo, and our friends were
contemplating the scenery of northern Mexico. For the first fifty or
sixty miles there was not much to contemplate, as the country consists
of a plain covered with chaparral, and one mile of it is very much like
any other. "A little of it goes a great ways," said Frank to Fred; and
after a brief study of the cactus and mesquite landscape, the youths
turned to their books or to observations upon the train and the
passengers accompanying them.
As stated elsewhere, the National Railway is of three feet gauge, and
therefore it was to be expected that the cars would be narrow and
possibly inconvenient. But our friends found them roomy and comfortable;
there was a parlor-car with reclining-chairs, for which an extra price
was charged, and sleeping-cars all the way from Laredo to the City of
Mexico, just as sleeping-cars are run on other lines.
[Illustration: WATCHING THE FRONTIER.]
The passengers included several tourists like themselves, a few railway
agents, some mysterious characters who could not be "placed," and six or
eight men of business who cared nothing for scenery, politics, or
anything else pertaining to Mexico, except the facilities for commerce
and the duties upon imported goods. One of these individuals loudly
denounced the protective duties in the Mexican tariff system, and
declared that the country would never amount to anything until it
abolished its restrictions upon importations and opened its markets to
the world. In the discussion that followed, the fact was revealed that
he was a citizen of the United States, and interested in manufactures;
concerning the tariff system of his own country, he favored protection,
as it encouraged American industries and was the only system under which
the people who worked with their hands could make a living. Frank wanted
to ask him why he favored one system for Mexico and another for the
United States, but he modestly refrained from so doing; another
passenger asked the question, but it remained unanswered; and to this
day the youth has not been enlightened on the subject.
[Illustration: LANDSCAPE NEAR THE BORDER.]
Among the passengers were several Mexicans, whose nationality was
readily shown by their swarthy complexions and the peculiarities of
their dress. They wore the sombrero, or wide-brimmed hat of the country,
but it may here be remarked that of late years the American hat has come
somewhat into fashion and is less unpopular than of yore. Some of them
proved to be naturalized Mexicans rather than native born; one in
particular was a jolly Irishman who had been thirty years in Mexico,
spoke its language fluently, and had been so browned by the sun that his
complexion was fully up to the national standard. He joined Doctor
Bronson and the youths in conversation, and cordially invited them to
make a break in their journey and visit his hacienda.
[Illustration: A MEXICAN MULETEER.]
He had a Mexican wife, and was the owner of a large area of land, on
which he had so many cattle that he was unable to give their number
within two or three hundred. He said he came from Ireland to the United
States, drifted down to the frontier of Mexico just before the American
Civil War, and in order to avoid being mixed up in the troubles, he
crossed the boundary and sought shelter under a neutral flag. There he
had remained and prospered to such an extent that he had no wish to
return either to the United States or his native land.
[Illustration: A SOLID SILVER SPUR.]
Fred made note of the dress of a _haciendado_, or ranch-owner, who was
seated near him and might fairly be taken as the type of the dandy
horseman of Mexico. The man wore a suit of dark blue or blue-black
cloth, the suit consisting of two garments, a jacket and trousers. The
jacket was short and well fitted, and it was ornamented with large
buttons of silver; the trousers were close-fitting, and on the outer
seams were rows of silver buttons smaller than those that decorated the
jacket. The feet were incased in top-boots with high heels, and each
boot carried a large spur of solid silver; the spur is a cruel weapon,
with long rowels upon wheels as large as a half-dollar. The man's jacket
was open in front, displaying a frilled or ruffled shirt, white as snow,
and connected to the trousers at the waist by a _faja_, or sash, whose
predominating color was red. The Mexicans are fond of gaudy colors, and
the taste for them runs through all classes of the population. Though it
was not worn in the railway-train, we must not forget the _serape_, or
Mexican blanket, which is carried over the shoulders or on the arm, or
in the case of a mounted horseman, is thrown across the front of the
saddle.
The sombrero of this haciendado was of a light gray color; the
head-covering may be of almost any color under the sun, but the
preference is nearly always for something bright. The crown may be
rounded off like the large end of an egg, or form a truncated cone, like
the crown of the hat worn by the Puritans, and it is encircled by three
or four turns of silver or gold cord. Gold or silver trimming around the
brim completes the ornamentation; altogether there is considerable
weight to the Mexican sombrero, but nobody seems to mind it.
At the stations where the train halted from time to time, the travellers
obtained glimpses of men and things peculiar to the country. Horsemen
were in goodly proportion, as no Mexican who can afford a horse will be
without one; and sometimes when he cannot afford it, he manages to
possess the steed of his desires by the simple process of stealing it.
Wagons and pack-trains were not infrequent; and one of the picturesque
spectacles in connection with them was the muleteers, or mule-drivers,
who were almost invariably barefooted, wore but little clothing, and
carried the ropes and other apparatus needed for their professions in
bags slung over their shoulders or hung at their sides. Some of the
stations were frail buildings of wood, while others were of the adobe,
or sun-dried brick, the favorite construction material of Mexico and the
countries that once belonged to her.
Fred was interested in the adobe, and learned on inquiry that its use is
a matter of great antiquity. The Mexican Indians made sun-dried bricks
long before Columbus discovered America, and it should be borne in mind
that some of the pyramids of Egypt, which have stood for thousands of
years, were of the same material. The bricks that the Egyptians
compelled the Israelites to make without straw were dried in the sun,
and therefore identical with the Mexican adobe.
Fred asked his Irish-Mexican acquaintance how an adobe house was made,
and the gentleman kindly explained.
[Illustration: A GROUP OF ADOBE HOUSES.]
"An adobe house," said he, "costs very little, and it is warmer in
winter and cooler in summer than either wood or brick. It will last as
long as anybody can want it to. I know some adobe houses that are said
to be a hundred years old, and many that have stood twenty or thirty
years without any sign of decaying.
"Adobe bricks are made of one-third clay-dust and two-thirds fine sand,
and it takes four men to form a brick-making team. One mixes the mass
with a little water so as to form it into a heavy mortar, two men carry
it in a hand-barrow to the place where the bricks are to be spread out
and dried, and the fourth man shapes the bricks in the mould. After
drying somewhat while flat on the ground, which has been previously
levelled and made smooth as a floor, the adobes are set up edgewise,
and stay so until the sun finishes them completely. They are laid in
mortar made from mud; and when a wall is two feet high, the work stops
for a week, to allow the mortar to be firmly set before putting more
pressure on it. When a week has passed, another height of two feet may
be laid, and so the work goes on until the building is finished. Then it
must wait a week before the roof is put on. You see, it takes time for
building an adobe house; but time is of no consequence in the land of
_mañana_."
[Illustration: THE LAND OF MAÑANA.]
"What is the meaning of mañana?" one of the youths asked.
"It means 'to-morrow,'" was the reply; "and as you go through Mexico you
will hear the word in constant use. Ask a Mexican when he will do
anything--pay a bill, return the horse he borrowed, build a sheep-pen or
a corral for his cattle, get married, buy a new saddle, in fact do
anything that can be done--his answer is, 'Mañana.' Mexico is the land
of mañana, and the habit of procrastination is exasperating to a man of
any other nationality. You'll get used to it in time, but it takes a
long while to do so. It wouldn't be so bad if the man literally meant
what he said, and when to-morrow comes would do as he promised. The word
is used like the 'coming, sir' of the English waiter, or the '_tout de
suite_' of the French one, and means 'next week,' or 'next year,' or
more properly an indefinite time in the future."
"There's another word, or rather two words, where the meaning is
identical with mañana, and the use the same. You'll hear them often in
Mexico, but more frequently in Central America and farther south."
"What are they?"
"_Poco tiempo_," was the reply; "the literal meaning is 'in a little
while,' but the practical usage is the same as that of mañana. Then
there's another lesson in language you may have gratis; ask a man any
question for which he does not know the answer, and his response will
be, '_Quien sabe?_' (who knows?). It is less exasperating than the other
words I've told you of, as it is simply a form of saying 'I don't
know.'"
The youths made proper acknowledgment for the instruction they had
received, and took good care to remember it.
The dreary plain ceased at length, and the mountains began to be
visible. About seventy-five miles from Laredo Frank's attention was
called to a _mesa_, or high table-land, a little beyond the station of
Lampasas. It is a mountain which spreads out flat like a table, and the
area on the top is said to be not far from 80,000 acres; its sides are
1400 feet high, and so nearly perpendicular that it is impossible to
ascend them, except in a few places. There is a path three miles long
leading to the summit; it is impassable for wheeled vehicles, and can
only be traversed by sure-footed quadrupeds or men. It is called the
_Meza de los Cartujanos_ (Carthusians), a tribe of Indians who probably
derived their name from a Benedictine monastery which was once
established there. The mesa is well watered, and its surface is divided
between forest and grass-land in such proportion as to make it an
excellent pasture. No fences are needed beyond a single gate at the top
of the path to keep the cattle from straying into the country below,
unless we include the division fences for the separation of herds.
[Illustration: THE THRESHING-FLOOR.]
From Lampasas to Monterey the country improved greatly, and for a
hundred miles or so the train wound through a valley where the scenery
was almost constantly picturesque, and the land showed signs of
agriculture and stock-raising. Near one of the stations the boys caught
sight of a threshing-floor, where horses were driven around in a circle
to tread out the grain with their hoofs. This is the primitive mode of
threshing, to which reference is made in the Bible; it is still in use
in various parts of southern Europe and also in Asia and northern
Africa. The American invasion of Mexico will doubtless introduce the
threshing-machine; in fact the machine has already been introduced, and
many of the raisers of wheat on a large scale have adopted it.
In the cultivated districts many fruit-trees were seen, and Fred made
note of the fact that the orchards produced figs, pomegranates, lemons,
oranges, aguacates, and chirimoyas, in addition to most of the fruits of
the temperate zones. He learned that the State of Nuevo Leon, which they
were then traversing, produced tobacco, sugar, Indian-corn, wheat,
Mexican hemp, and similar things, and contained a million dollars' worth
of cattle and horses. It elevation is from 1000 to 2300 feet above the
level of the sea, and its climate ranks as temperate or semi-tropical.
Lampasas is said to be a great resort for smugglers, who carry on a
regular business, with comparatively little disturbance by the
authorities. Probably the railway has interfered with them, and they can
hardly be expected to look upon it with a kindly eye. About thirty miles
beyond Lampasas is Bustamente, a town founded two hundred years ago by
the Spaniards as a frontier post against the Indians of the north, and
now the seat of a manufacturing interest that promises to increase. The
cloth of Bustamente has a high reputation throughout Mexico, and the
town contains a tribe of Indians descended from the Tlascalans, who
helped Cortez to conquer the Aztecs and make Guatemozin a prisoner.
[Illustration: SADDLE MOUNTAIN, MONTEREY.]
As the train approached Monterey, about four o'clock in the afternoon, a
mountain shaped like a saddle was pointed out on the left of the line.
"What do you suppose is the name of that mountain?" said the gentleman
who called attention to it, while the eyes of Frank and Fred were turned
in its direction.
"I don't know, I'm sure," said Fred; "perhaps they named it for its
shape, and call it Saddle Mountain."
"That's exactly what it is," was the reply; "it is called _La Silla_, or
The Saddle, and is a prominent landmark around Monterey."
[Illustration: VIEW OF THE SIERRAS.]
Then the gentleman pointed to a mountain on the right which he said was
called _Cerro de la Mitra_ (Mountain of the Mitre), from its resemblance
to the mitre worn by a bishop. Then between them, and farther away, he
pointed out the chain of the Sierras, and the youths realized that they
were in a region of mountains.
The train wound through a cleft in the hills, and came to a halt at the
station of Monterey, a mile and a half from the city. It is proper to
remark that most of the towns and cities of Mexico require the railways
to stop outside the walls or limits, but for what especial reason,
unless to give occupation to the inhabitants in transporting passengers,
baggage, and freight, our young friends were unable to ascertain. The
custom is Spanish as well as Mexican, as the traveller in Spain will
vividly remember.
There is a good supply of cabs and omnibuses at the station, and there
is a horse-railway connecting the city and the railway-station, so that
travellers have a choice of conveyances. The horse-railway was built by
an American, who obtained a concession from the Government and thought
he was making a wonderfully profitable investment. But the local
authorities hampered him with many restrictions; they compelled him to
carry a policeman on every car, and the policeman generally took the
side of those who did not pay their fare. It was fashionable to ride in
the cars, but not fashionable to pay, or, at any rate, it was optional
to pay or not.
A good many foreigners who have settled in Mexico complain that their
enterprises are seriously interfered with by the authorities, national,
State, and local. Every town and village, according to the old Spanish
law and custom, has the right to levy tolls or taxes on everything that
passes through it, and on all business conducted within its limits. Then
the State or district can levy a tax, and the national government comes
in for a levy of its own in addition. The result is that every
enterprise is liable to be "taxed to death," and many a man who has
carried money to Mexico to engage in what promised to be a profitable
business has left it behind him in the hands of the various authorities.
Taxes, forced loans, and various expenses that can never be foreseen
swallow up all the profits and altogether too often the original
investment. Very few silver-mines in Mexico pay dividends to their
stockholders, and the few that are worth owning have no stock for sale.
The American saying that "it takes a gold-mine to work a silver-mine"
is as true of Mexico as of any other country.
Our friends went to the Hotel Hidalgo, and found it endurable; it had
been recommended by one of their fellow-passengers on the train, who
showed his good faith in his recommendation by accompanying them
thither. Immediately after securing rooms and completing arrangements
for their stay, the party started for a drive around the city, which
boasts an age of more than three hundred years, having been founded in
1560, though it did not receive its present name until 1596.
Monterey means "king mountain," or "mountain of the king," and the name
of the city was given in honor of Don Gaspar de Zuñiga, Conde de
Monterey, who was Viceroy of Mexico in 1596. The name given to the
settlement in 1560 was Santa Lucia; a little stream which crosses the
city from west to east preserves the original appellation, but
comparatively few of the inhabitants are aware of its origin.