{"product_id":"2940013446939","title":"The War Trail","description":"CHAPTER ONE.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSOUVENIRS.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLand of the nopal and maguey--home of Moctezuma and Malinche!--I cannot\u003cbr\u003ewring thy memories from my heart!  Years may roll on, hand wax weak, and\u003cbr\u003eheart grow old, but never till both are cold can I forget thee!  I\u003cbr\u003e_would_ not; for thee would I remember.  Not for all the world would I\u003cbr\u003ebathe my soul in the waters of Lethe.  Blessed be memory for thy sake!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBright land of Anahuac! my spirit mounts upon the aerial wings of Fancy,\u003cbr\u003eand once more I stand upon thy shores!  Over thy broad savannahs I spur\u003cbr\u003emy noble steed, whose joyous neigh tells that he too is inspired by the\u003cbr\u003escene.  I rest under the shade of the _corozo_ palm, and quaff the wine\u003cbr\u003eof the _acrocomia_.  I climb thy mountains of amygdaloid and porphyry--\u003cbr\u003ethy crags of quartz, that yield the white silver and the yellow gold.  I\u003cbr\u003ecross thy fields of lava, rugged in outline, and yet more rugged with\u003cbr\u003etheir coverture of strange vegetable forms--acacias and cactus, yuccas\u003cbr\u003eand zamias.  I traverse thy table-plains through bristling rows of giant\u003cbr\u003ealoes, whose sparkling juice cheers me on my path.  I stand upon the\u003cbr\u003elimits of eternal snow, crushing the Alpine lichen under my heel; while\u003cbr\u003edown in the deep barranca, far down below, I behold the feathery fronds\u003cbr\u003eof the palm, the wax-like foliage of the orange, the broad shining\u003cbr\u003eleaves of the pothos, of arums, and bananas!  O that I could again look\u003cbr\u003ewith living eye on these bright pictures, that even thus palely outlined\u003cbr\u003eupon the retina of memory, impart pleasure to my soul!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLand of Moctezuma!  I have other souvenirs of thee, more deeply graven\u003cbr\u003eon my memory than these pictures of peace.  Thou recallest scenes of\u003cbr\u003ewar.  I traversed thy fields a foeman--sword in hand--and now, after\u003cbr\u003eyears gone by, many a wild scene of soldier-life springs up before me\u003cbr\u003ewith all the vividness of reality.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e_The Bivouac_!--I sit by the night camp-fire; around are warlike forms\u003cbr\u003eand bearded faces.  The blazing log reflects the sheen of arms and\u003cbr\u003eaccoutrements--saddles, rifles, pistols, canteens, strewing the ground,\u003cbr\u003eor hanging from the branches of adjacent trees.  Picketed steeds loom\u003cbr\u003elarge in the darkness, their forms dimly outlined against the sombre\u003cbr\u003ebackground of the forest.  A solitary palm stands near, its curving\u003cbr\u003efronds looking hoary under the fire-light.  The same light gleams upon\u003cbr\u003ethe fluted columns of the great organ-cactus, upon agaves and bromelias,\u003cbr\u003eupon the silvery _tillandsia_, that drapes the tall trees as with a\u003cbr\u003etoga.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47079451656432,"sku":"2940013446939","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013446939_p0.jpg?v=1763581529","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013446939","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}