The Little Lady of Lagunitas: A Franco-Californian RomanceSavage, Richard
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The Little Lady of Lagunitas: A Franco-Californian Romance
Savage, Richard
California -- Fiction
Star-lit nights make the journey easy. It is the rainless summer time;
no sound save the congress of the coyotes, or the notes of the mountain
owl, disturbs the dreams of the campers.
Don Miguel, in happiest mood, canters beside his wife. The party has
its scouts far in advance. Resting places in fragrant woods, with pure
brooks and tender grass, mark the care of the outriders.
Over the Coast Range Juanita finds a land of delightful promise. Far
away the rich valley of the San Joaquin sweeps. Rolling hills lie on
either side, golden tinted with the ripening wild oats. Messengers join
the party with auspicious reports.
Down the San Joaquin plains the train winds. Here Senora Peralta is in
merry mood; hundreds of stately elk swing tossing antlers, dashing away
to the willows. Gray deer spring over brook and fallen tree, led by
some giant leader. Pigeons, grouse, doves, and quail cleave the air with
sudden alarm. Gorgeous in his painted plumage, the wood duck whirrs away
over the slow gliding San Joaquin. Swan and wild geese cover the little
islands.
There are morning vocal concerts of a feathered orchestra. They wake the
slumbering bride long before Don Miguel calls his swarthy retainers to
the day's march.
By night, in the valley, the sentinels watch for the yellow California
lions, who delight to prey on the animals of the train. Wild-cats,
lynx, the beaver and raccoon scuttle away surprised by this invasion of
Nature's own game preserves.
It is with some terror that the young wife sees a display of native
horsemanship. Lumbering across the pathway of the train a huge grizzly
bear attracts the dare-devils. Bruin rises on his haunches; he snorts
in disdain. A quickly cast lariat encircles one paw. He throws himself
down. Another lasso catches his leg. As he rolls and tugs, other fatal
loops drop, as skilfully aimed as if he were only a helpless bullock.
Growling, rolling, biting, and tearing, he cannot break or loosen the
rawhide ropes. When he madly tries to pull in one, the agile horses
strain upon the others. He is firmly entangled. The giant bear is
tightly bound.
Donna Juanita, her lord by her side, laughs at the dreaded "oso." She
enjoys the antics of the horsemen. They sport with their enemy. After
the fun ends, Bruin receives a gunshot. Choice cuts are added to the
camp menu.
The bear, panther, and rattlesnake are the only dangers of the
Californian woods.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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