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Title: Old Mexico and her lost provinces; a journey in Mexico, southern California, and Arizona, by way of Cuba
Year: 1883 (1880s)
Authors: Bishop, William Henry, 1847-1928
Subjects: Mexico -- Description and travel California -- Description and travel Arizona -- Description and travel
Publisher: New York, Harper & brothers
Contributing Library: Brown University Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brown University

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nother world now and then, if not upon one pretext,on another. At evening the Golden Gate is the way tothe sunset. The orb of day settles into the sea at theend of the gleaming strait, precisely in that East wherewe always figure it to ourselves as rising in the morning.The great circle is at last complete; and, as the extremesof every kind, even of love and hate, are said to be iden-tical, the old, quiescent East has become the bound of thenew, impetuous West. What is a world to do, you idly ask, when it has nolonger a West? How is it to get on without that vagueopen region on its borders, always the safety-valve andoutlet for surplus population and uneasy spirits? But when the race has quite arrived at this farthershore, will it stop here? or will it possibly start roundthe world again ? Will it go on yet many times more,always beginning with the highest perfection yet at-tained, weaker types dying out in front to make room,till it shall become in its march a dazzling army of light?
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SAy FRANCTSCO. 319 Is a millennium, perchance, to be reached in this cumu-lative way, as the power of a magnet is increased by thenumber of turns of the helix? The sentiment of gain, I say, continuing these wisespeculations, has been the leading factor in drawing thenations around the globe. Gold has been dangled as abait: first, the hope of it by conquest; later, in mines ofthe precious metals. It has danced, Ariel-like, will-o-the-wisp-like, before them. Tantalized, disappointed, afterfloundering on a ways, they have paused to develop thelands upon which they found themselves. But now at length, when the vacant spaces are full,and the need of subterfuge exhausted, the bait is castdown, to be gorged upon by those who find it. Neverbefore, till 49, were its followers rewarded with such un-stinted liberality. The treasure of the earth seemed piledup in the fastnesses of the far Pacific. I recall that their yield since the year 1848 has reachedthe sum of $2,100,000,000, and is still goi

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