Liberty! Liberty! For a half-century we have done nothing but repeat this word, and one would say that those mouths…
One of the few settlements of the old mission Indians remaining in California is Pala, a little village tucked away…
The overland mail-tram from San Francisco, on the way to New Orleans, came to a stop for a minute or…
In the southern part of the Mojave Desert a low hill stands somewhat apart from the foot-hills beyond, and back…
Father Zalvidea was in despair! After having lived for twenty years at Mission San Gabriel, devoting himself all that time…
Of the last six stories comprising the seven in this little collection of Stories of the Old Missions, all but…
It was a bright summer morning in the month of June of the year 1798. All was bustle and excitement…
“Therefore I went to Father Uria and told him your story. He was very kind, and bade me write to…