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Updated: June 14, 2025
If we stay here I shall suffocate. Let us go out for a walk. Besides, other people might call." Simultaneously there was another ring. It was a cable. She read: "Sold Zacatecas at an average of six and a quarter dollars three weeks ago. Wrote you at length to Wimereux. Writing again as to new investments.
Private Gardens. The first place of special interest on the line of the Mexican Central Railroad after leaving Torreon is Zacatecas, the largest town between the Rio Grande and the city of Mexico, being nearly eight hundred miles south of the river and four hundred and forty north of the capital.
The foyer had nearly emptied. The distant sound of music could be heard. As she was re-entering the hall, Audrey met Mr. Cowl, who was coming out. "I have decided I can't stand any more," Mr. Cowl remarked in a loud whisper. "I hope you didn't mind me telling you about the Zacatecas. As I said, I thought you might be interested. Good-bye. So pleasant to have met you again, dear lady."
They have all heard of the many instances of persons of as humble condition as themselves accidentally falling upon a princely fortune, and they know, too, what a miraculous change such a discovery makes in the social condition of a peon, for every miner in Zacatecas knows the homely distich: "Had the metals not been so rich at San Bernabe, Ibarra would not have wed the daughter of Virey."
Audrey's first thought was: "Has heaven telegraphed to him on my behalf?" But her next was that all the solicitors in the world would now be useless in the horrible calamity that had befallen. It is to be noted that Audrey was no worse off than before the discovery of the astounding value of the Zacatecas shares.
Here we are on the great table-land of the country, about eight thousand feet above the level of the sea, in a narrow valley surrounded by groups of hills all teeming with the precious ore. These rich mines of Zacatecas have been worked with little intermission for over three hundred years, and are considered to be inexhaustible.
It was with amazement that the inhabitants of Fresnillo learned that the rebel attack on Zacatecas had failed completely. "They're coming back!" The rebels were a maddened mob, sunburnt, filthy, naked. Their high wide-brimmed straw hats hid their faces.
I can not notice here the many interesting objects gathered as I would wish to do, nor have I space for a description of the beautiful mountain scenery about Toluca. The middle states of Mexico, Guanajuata, Zacatecas, Durango, and San Luis, are deserving of a more extended notice than my limited space will permit. There is little of war or romance to recount in the history of any of them.
As Zacatecas is approached, large flocks of sheep and herds of mules and horses are grouped in the fields, overlooked by picturesquely draped horsemen. The cultivation of the land and its apparent fertility improve, and many one-handled ploughs, consisting of a crooked stick, sometimes shod with iron, are being used.
A toothless captain, with hair prematurely white, announces: "I stole some horses in Zacatecas, all damn fine horses they was, and then I says to myself, 'This is your own little lottery, Pascual Mata, I says. 'You won't have a worry in all your life after this. And the damned thing about it was that General Limon took a fancy to the horses too, and he stole them from me!"
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