Seemed orange grove and mountain side;

Of nature's best she seemed a part,

Yea, more; of all, its greatest pride.

Too soon the time to part drew near,

The farewell words at last were said;

But memory ever will hold dear

Her Home, Herself, her Roses red.

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XII

Leaving Santa Barbara. — Delay at Saugus. — Viewing the Wreck. —  Brentwood. — The Mission Mass. — The Social Afternoon. — The Garden and the Homing Pigeons. — The Grape-Shot. — The Chinaman's Pipe.