FROM CORDOVA TO CATHAY.

was the object of another little journey by José and myself, after we had visited
and I had photographed Santa Fé. We had noted it from our eyrie at the
atalaya tower, and one day, through seas of scarlet and crimson poppies, we had
descended to the valley of the bridge. The Bridge of Pines is picturesque
as well as historic; it is a creditable monument to the artisans who erected it,
and to the great event that here took place. Even though the discussions took
place at Santa Fé, still this spot may be looked upon as the one at which the

 

THE TAKING OF MOCLIN.
(From a carving on the choir-stall of Toledo Cathedral.)

Columbian career was opened —as the turning of the tide in his fortunes as
well as the turning-point in his journey. For this reason, and in view of the
far-reaching consequences of this departure, I have chosen to call this Pinos
puente, the “ Bridge that Spanned the World.” It isa structure of stone and
masonry, with a gateway and a turret, spanning the stream over two high
arches, and is nearly always a scene of busy life.

José and I rambled along the banks and climbed the hill above, where are
the remains of an ancient Moorish fort, finally resting at a meson where the
simple folk served us quite cheerfully with coarsest fare — the best they had.