Clangor of bells, firing of guns, vivas and popular clamor follow
the party.

The humbler people are all regaled at neighboring "casas."

In the home of the Padres, the nuptial feast makes glad the gathered
notables. The clergy are the life of this occasion. They know when
to lay by the austerity of official robes. From old to young, all
hearts are merry.

Alcaldes, officials, and baronial rancheros--all have gathered for
this popular wedding.

Carrillos, Del Valles, Sepulvedas, Arguellos, Avilas, Ortegas,
Estradas, Martinez, Aguirres and Dominguez are represented by chiefs
and ladies.

Beakers of mission vintages are drained in honor of the brave and
fair. When the sun slopes toward the hills, the leaders escort the
happy couple to the Presidio. The Commandante and his bride begin
their path in life. It leads toward that yet unbuilt home in the
wild hills of Mariposa. With quaint garb, rich trappings, and its
bright color, the train lends an air of middle-age romance to the
landscape.

Knightly blood, customs, and manners linger yet in the "dolce far
niente" of this unwaked paradise of the Occident. Sweetly sound the
notes of the famous sacred mission bell. It was cast and blessed at
far Mendoza in Spain, in 1192. Generations and tens of generations
have faded into shadowy myths of the past since it waked first