At Montevideo the steamer leaves the ocean and enters the mouth of the River Plata, which is several hundred miles wide at this point, and in ten hours the beautiful city of Buenos Aires, the gate-way to the Pampas, is spread out before the eye.
It is more like a city of North America than any of the South American metropolises, both in its appearance and its remarkable spirit of modernization.
Beyond, and about this attractive port, lie great tracts of level country known as the campo, and here you will find conditions not unlike those existing in some parts of our own western territory. Large ranches predominate, although the industries are varied.
The people are of mixed nationalities, but the greater proportion is of Spanish extraction and a new race, or type, is being welded with a sufficient infusion of Anglo-Saxon blood to counteract the inherent tendency of all Latin races towards procrastination. Because of this, and aided by an unequalled climate, a fertile soil, and definite aims, they are already achieving a part of their manifest destiny.
This, the year of 1910, the publication date of this small volume, marks the one hundredth anniversary of Argentina's independence; may it mark also the beginning of an era of even greater harmony and more splendid achievement.
Contents
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| Preface | [vii] | |
| I. | Francisco's Home | [1] |
| II. | A Wonderful Day | [15] |
| III. | A Lesson in History | [29] |
| IV. | Curious Sights | [47] |
| V. | Great Surprises | [60] |
| VI. | New Experiences | [75] |
| VII. | On the Ranch | [92] |
| VIII. | Cattle Branding | [104] |
| IX. | A Successful Search | [122] |
| X. | The Carnival | [142] |