The White Chief: A Legend of Northern MexicoReid, Mayne
History
The White Chief: A Legend of Northern Mexico
Reid, Mayne
Southwest, New -- History -- Fiction
It is four hundred miles in length, and at its widest part between two
and three hundred. Its superficial area is about equal to the island of
Ireland. Its surface aspect differs considerably from the rest of
prairie-land, nor is it of uniform appearance in every part. Its
northern division consists of an arid steppe, sometimes treeless, for an
extent of fifty miles, and sometimes having a stunted covering of
mezquite (_acacia_), of which there are two distinct species. This
steppe is in several places rent by chasms a thousand feet in depth, and
walled in on both sides by rugged impassable precipices. Vast masses of
shapeless rocks lie along the beds of these great clefts, and pools of
water appear at long intervals, while stunted cedars grow among the
rocks, or cling from the seams of the cliffs.
Such chasms, called "canons," can only be crossed, or even entered, at
certain points; and these passes are frequently a score of miles distant
from each other.
On the upper plain the surface is often a dead level for a hundred
miles, and as firm as a macadamised road. There are spots covered with
a turf of grass of the varieties known as gramma, buffalo, and mezquite;
and sometimes the traveller encounters a region where shallow ponds of
different sizes stud the plain--a few being permanent, and surrounded by
sedge. Most of these ponds are more or less brackish, some sulphurous,
and others perfectly salt. After heavy rains such aqueous deposits are
more numerous, and their waters sweeter; but rain seems to fall by
accident over this desolate region, and after long spells of drought the
greater number of these ponds disappear altogether.
Towards the southern end of the Llano Estacado the surface exhibits a
very singular phenomenon--a belt of sand-hills, nearly twenty miles in
breadth and full fifty in length, stretching north and south upon the
plain. These hills are of pure white sand, thrown up in ridges, and
sometimes in cones, to the height of a hundred feet, and without tree,
bush, or shrub, to break their soft outlines, or the uniformity of their
colour. But the greatest anomaly of this geological puzzle is, that
water-ponds are found in their very midst--even among their highest
ridges--and this water not occasional, as from rains, but lying in
"lagunas," with reeds, rushes, and _nymphae_ growing in them, to attest
that the water is permanent! The very last place where water might be
expected to make a lodgment.
Such formations of drift-sand are common upon the shores of the Mexican
Gulf, as well as on European coasts, and there their existence is easily
explained; but here, in the very heart of a continent, it cannot be
regarded as less than a singular phenomenon.
This sand-belt is passable at one or two points, but horses sink to the
knees at every step, and but for the water it would be a perilous
experiment to cross it.
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