e sporting editor,
but his literary ability had even then begun to appear,
and he overstepped his department with contributions of poetry
and lengthy essays. No copies of this famous periodical are extant:
they all went down in the wreck of the 'Merida'."

In the chilly days of winter, frequent visits were paid
to the lower levels of the 'tierra templada', especially to Cuernavaca,
one of the "show" places of the country. The children learned to ride
and to cycle, and were thus able to extend their excursions on all sides.
When, after two years, they went back to the United States to school,
they were already familiar with Mexican nature and life;
and they kept their impressions fresh by frequent vacation visits.
It must have been a delightful experience to slip down every now and then
to the tropics: first to pass under the pink walls of Morro Castle
into the wide lagoon of Havana; then to cross the Spanish Main to Vera Cruz;
then, after skirting the giant escarpment of Orizaba,
to crawl zigzagging up the almost precipitous ascent
that divides the 'tierra templada' from the 'tierra fria';
and finally to speed through the endless agave-fields of the upland haciendas,
to Mexico City and home.

Mexico, and the experiences associated with it, have left deep marks
on Alan Seeger's poetry. The vacation voyages thither
speak in this apostrophe from the "Ode to Antares":

Star of the South that now through orient mist
At nightfall off Tampico or Belize
Greetest the sailor, rising from those seas
Where first in me, a fond romanticist,
The tropic sunset's bloom on cloudy piles
Cast out industrious cares with dreams of fabulous isles. . . .

The longest of his poems, "The Deserted Garden"--a veritable gallery
of imaginative landscape--is entirely Mexican in colouring.
Indeed we may conjecture without too much rashness that it is a mere expansion
of the sonnet entitled "Tezcotzinco", the fruit of a solitary excursion
to the ruins of Nezahualcoyotl's baths, in the hills beyond Tezcoco.
But even where there is no painting of definite Mexican scenes,
motives from the vast uplands with their cloud pageantry,
and from the palm-fringed, incandescent coasts, frequently recur in his verse.
For instance, he had not forgotten Mexico when he wrote in a volume
of the Comtesse de Noailles:

Be my companion under cool arcades
That frame some drowsy street and dazzling square,
Beyond whose flowers