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Identifier: newenglandmagaziv37bost (find matches)
Title: The New England magazine
Year: 1887 (1880s)
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Publisher: Boston : (New England Magazine Co.)
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s through the high double gate of the onlyhotel in this city of ten thousand people.Amecameca is old enough for even theslow-going Mexicans to get two hotelsstarted by this time, for it was founded bythe Chicimecs in 647 a.d. Back of the cityrises the remarkable Sacro Monte, a soli-tary hill heavily wooded, on the top of which,reached by a magnificent stone stairway,are two famous churches. To visit thesemost sacred shrines, great numbers of pil-grims trudge many a mile, even coming from could nt make any very satisfactory com-bination of our nine Spanish words, so heshrugged his shoulders and left. Our room was a huge one with threebeds; the wash-basin was as big as a tub;the soft pine floor was painted bright red;the door-keys were as ponderous as thoseof London Tower. The next morning wewere up early, eager to see how the landlay. A fat, bare-footed girl was laboriouslysweeping with a wisp of a broom the stonewalks that rambled among the geranium-beds. Oriental Charley was clicking
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Popocatepetl from Amecameca such distant places as Zacatecas and SanLuis Potosi. But to return to the hotel. It was builtaround an open court, or patio, where, aswe found later, luxurious flowers rioted inlavish profusion. We had no sooner saidthat we intended to climb Popocatepetlthan one of the Mexican muchachos wasoff like a flash to find his master. Thatworthy came while Charley, the China-man, was bringing on steaks and chickenand black coffee. The would-be renter ofguides and horses was slim and swarthy,with heavy sombrero and dark serape. Histall figure made a striking picture as hestood in the dim light near the table andoccasionally flecked his cigarette. He around, setting the breakfast-table. Downthe middle of the streets the water from theprevious nights rain was still coursing.The picturesque churches and quaint mar-ket that at another time would have claimedattention were almost unnoticed, for, seem-ingly within gunshot, rose the monarchof mountains, and if he felt as bi

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