VOL. V., NO. 11. PINEHURST, N. C. JAN. 24, 1902 TRICE THREE CENTS
AMERICANS IN SPAIN.
The Tourist from "North America" is
Made Welcome Everywhere On the
Peninsula.
REVOLUTION IMMINENT.
There comes from Spain, in letters of
travelers and from other sources, the
report that no tourists are so welcome
there as are Americans or North Ameri
cans, as the term goes there, in order to
distinguish between citizens of the
United States and those of the Latin
American republics south of the Rio
Grande and the isthmus. This is a
pleasant report. That it is true is shown
by private letters as well as by published
correspondence. One of a party of
tourists who have recently finished a
friendly and instructive invasion of
Spain declares to me through the mail :
"Never, in any part of Europe, have we
Americans met more charming courtesy.
Every want seemed to he anticipated,
and there was a ready reply to every
inquiry. It seemed that the Spaniard, of
every degree, from noble to servant,
could not do too much for us."
.
This may well be in part the welcome
that the people of all the countries of
Europe hoi polloi and couriers and the
hotel people extend to the omnipotent
dollar whether the coin be of the realm
or extracted from a letter of credit. In
that sense, all tourists are welcomed,
especially in the show places of the Old
World. Rut it is now pleasant to think
that the Spanish mind has the essence of
the chivalry that admires a former
antagonist, whether victor or vanished,
provided that courage and honor have
been displayed. We may all remember
the greeting that Admiral Cervera and
his surviving fellow prisoners received in
this country. We may recall the impulse
that moved Capt. Philip, of the Texas,
to cry to his crew, off the southern coast
of Cuba, "Don't cheer; those Spaniards
are dying." It is possible that these
incidents, and others like them, have
been spread through Spain by some of
the tens of thousands of soldiers who
were sent back from the Antilles to the
peninsula by the United States after the
war of 1808.
Truly, Spain should be a theatre of
instruction to visitors from this conti
nent, whether the tourists be from North
or South America. Spain is a land of
almost infinite lesson, in history, in
social custom, in politics, in art, in liter
ature. It is a land of wondrous memo
lies. Its atmosphere is that of centu
ries of yesterdays, of many successions
of races. Its soil has been trod by
Phoenician sailors, Carthaginian invad
ers, Roman conquerors, Goths and Visi
goths, Vandals, Saracens and Christians.
The sword of Islam and the church mili
tant of the Saviour confronted each
other in its crags and plains through
seven centuries. It is the land of Murillo
and Velasquez, of Cervantes and Colum
bus. Hannibal advanced through its
defiles upon Italy, and Caesar bore into
its territory the Roman eagles. It is the
land where one may see Moorish castles
transformed into modern homes ; where
medievalism survives by the side of the
railway; where the mosque has been
converted into the church.
The people of Spain may be in part
known to the tourist from the United
States who has observed their descend
ants in Latin-America. But the race of
the Peninsula has characteristics pecu
liar to itself, that have been variously
parliamentary divisions in the Cortes are
of less real importance than the cleavage
between aristocrat and peasant, between
merchant and noble, that runs through
out the kingdom. It would appear that
in Spain the hour is ready to strike when
ever the man may appear. The man has
not displayed himself. The man is not
Don Carlos, idling iu Venice; he is not
Weyler, chief of the army and professed
adherent of the boy King; it has not
appeared that the man is the young
Alfonso, or that he will show the per
sonal capacity to maintain his seat upon
the throne. It is only certain that Spain,
once mistress of nearly all the civilized
world, is face to face with its time of
adversity. It has lost its last hold in the
New World ; it has surrendered its out
post in the Orient. It trembles on the
brink of industrial and commercial col
lapse and financial ruin. It is one of the
the mountainous interior, where he can
journey only on muleback, amid discom
forts for which only the picturesque can
atone.
It is pleasing to see that our govern
ment has appointed a special envoy, Dr.
J. L. M. Curry, to represent the United
States at the ceremony of the coming of
age of the young King. It is also good
to know that tourists from the United
States are welcome in old Spain. That
land of many memories, of many civili
zations, of many alliances, of many
hatreds, may well welcome the curious,
the sympathetic, the friendly inquiries
of visitors from the country to which,
through France, it yielded the Louis
iana purchase, and to which it has
bequeathed further problems of expan
sionjyet unsolved. Surely one may for
get,Weyler, the "butcher," recall brave
Cervera, ignore the Inquisition, remem
ber Don Quixote, share the enthusiasm
of Washington Irving and pledge the
renaissance of Spain in Amontillado!
E. C. Iloicland, in New York Mail and
Express.
Abetter from Itev. Samuel F. Upliam,
I. IK, LLI.
Madison, N. J., Jan. 14, 1902.
Mr. James TP. Tufts,
Pinehurst, A7". C. :
Dear Sir: My wife and I speak
every day of the delightful visit we had
at Pinehurst and regret that our stay
could not have been longer.
Pinehurst is a marvel, the most restful
place I ever saw. It is not surprising
that thousands find it every year. The
Carolina is absolutely perfect in its
appointments, while the courteous,
refined guests whom we met made out
stay a perpetual joy. It is a wonder
that so much has been done in so short a
time to make the place what it is and
shows what Yankee thrift and enter
prise can accomplish. I am sounding
the praises of Pinehurst wherever I go,
for it is a place that once seen can never
be forgotten. The fine roads, elegant
hotels, cosy cottages, varied shubbery
and plants, the convenient golf links,
the genial atmosphere, these and other
characteristics which might be named,
make Pinehust a most delightful winter
residence.
Our stay was made very pleasant by
the kindness and courtesy of Mr. and
Mrs. II. W. Priest, the hospitable host
and hostess who made us feel at home
at once. Yours sincerely,
Samuel F. Upiiam.
Announcement.
Services will be held at the Village
Hall, Sunday, Jan. 2G, as follows:
Union Services at 11 a. m. Bible
class and Sunday school at 12 M., Rev.
D. Vir. Fox, pastor.
Episcopal Services at 4 p. rn., Rev.
II. T. Gregory, pastor.
w"'Wh 'wv'yk a i rri
CHAMBER OF THE CAROLINA.
modified this side of the Atlantic. The
Spanish courtesy is proverbial. Much of
it is exaggerated in expression. The
Spaniard's gift of his house to a guest,
or of anything it contains that excites
admiration, has become a by-word. At
the same time, the host who will share
his wine and bread with any wayfarer,
will stab his friend with a poinard for a
wrong that may be only fancied. The
whole gamut of love and hatred, of hos
pitality and vengeance, runs through the
subtle, virile, sensitive, passionate Span
ish nature.
To an American observer the domestic
politics of Spain must appeal as of throb
bing interest. The whole country is on
the verge of revolution. It is as if its
home impulse toward overthrow of
dynasties were the forbear of the fever
ish temper of the factions that make
puny, though sometimes tragic, civil
wars iu the republics of South America.
All testimony goes to show that in Spain
problems of Europe whether the states
men at Madrid, the merchants of Barce
lona, the peasantry of the vineyards and
fields, the laborers in the mines and the
bold Basque men can joiu to maintain a
nation in its integrity, or whether it
shall be dismembered into provinces.
The physical diversities of Spain are
reflected in these psychological varieties
among its people. The average tourist
sees little of the country beyond his
hurried entrance through Gibraltar and
out again. He crosses sunny Audalusia,
visits the Alhambra, enjoys the architec
tural beauty of Madrid. But he may
not realize that this land, sun-kissed on
the Mediterranean flank, turns its older
cheek to the cold winds and waves of the
Bay of Biscay. He may not reflect that
Madrid, high above the sea, receives dur
ing some months bitter winds that may
not douse a candle, but that breathe
pneumonia. He may not depart from
the steel rails of through travel to visit