ON THE FRONTIER
BY BRET HARTE
ON THE FRONTIER – AT THE MISSION OF SAN CARMEL A BLUE GRASS PENELOPE LEFT OUT ON LONE STAR MOUNTAIN AT THE MISSION OF SAN CARMEL
It was noon of the 10th of August, 1838. The monotonous coast line between Monterey and San Diego had set its hard outlines against the steady glare of the Californian sky and the metallic glitter of the Pacific Ocean. The weary succession of rounded, dome-like hills obliterated all sense of distance; the rare whaling vessel or still rarer trader, drifting past, saw no change in these rusty undulations, barren of distinguishing peak or headland, and bald of wooded crest or timbered ravine.
