f t 1 ,u 18 THE'-PITTSBIJBQ-- DISPATCH, SUNDAY, AUGUST x 17, 1890. burgh; and then be added: "Of conrte, you know that Yin lias always been a Quixotic kind of chap doing impossible things if he thought (hem right and all that sort of thing. But it's very awkward just at this moment There must be some powerful at traction, of one kind or another, to hare made him give himself over so completely to these new friends; for he has sot been near me of late; and yet here in mv Docket I have a letter that concerns him Terr closely, if only he would pay attention to it. I don't mind telling you, Mrs. Ellison, for you are discretion itself " "I think you may trust me, Iiord Mussel burgh," she said, with a smile. "Very well, then," said he, lowering his voice. "I hear that there will be a vacancy at Mendover certainly at the next general election, but more probably much sooner; old Gonford has become such a confirmed hypochondriac that he will hardly leave his room; and his constituents are grumbling as much as they dare lor he has got money, you know, and the public park he gave them wants further laying out, and statues, and things. Very well; now I nave in.my pocket a darkly discreet letter from the committee of the Mendover Iiiberal Asso ciation asking me to go down and deliver an address at their next meeting, and hint ing that if I could bring with me an accept able candidate " He paused, and for a second a cynical but perfectly good-humored laugh appeared in his eves. "My dear Mrs. Ellison," said he, "lam deeply grateful. I thought you might ex press some astonishment at my being con sulted in so important an affair. But the fact, is, I, also, am expected to do something for that park; and perhaps this invitation was only a little hint to remind me of my local responsibilities. However, that is how the case stands; and I had thought of taking your nephew down with me " "A vacancy at Mendover," said Mrs. Ellison, in awe-struck tones, "where you are simply everybody! Oh,Lord Mussel burgh, what a chance for Vin!" "And then, you know," continued the young peer, "I want to bring him out as a Tory Democrat, for that is a fine, bewilder ing sort of thing, that provokes curiosity: you call yourself a Tory and can be as revo lutionary as you like, so that you capture votes all round. "Why, I've got Vin's pro gramme all ready for him in my pocket; a graduated income tax, free education, lease hold enfranchisement, compulsory insur ance, anything and everything you like ex cept disestablishment disestablishment won't work at Mendover. JTow, you see, Mrs. Ellison, if I could get Vin proper! v coacneo, ne nas au me natural lervor that unhappily I lack; and alter I had made my few little jokes which they kindly take for a speech, I could produce him and say 'Here, now, is the young politician of the new generation; here's your coming man; this is the kind of member the next quarter of a century must return to the House of Commons. " But if there is any Delilah iu the way" Mrs. Ellison crimsoned. "Ho, Iiord Musselburgh," she said. "So. Ton need have no fear." However, she seemed perturbed perhaps in her anxiety that ber nephew should not miss this great opportunity. Presently she said: "Tell me, what do you know of this old man? I can't make him out at all." "I? I know nothing, or next to nothinp," he said, lightly, as he gazed abroad on the busy river. "I remember Vin asking me the same question I suppose out of curi osity about the girl. My recollection of her is that she was extremely pretty refined looking ladylike, in fact " "She is, indeed,", said Mrs. Ellison, with decision, "and-that is what makes the situ ation all the more dangerous assuming, of course, that there is any ground for one's natural suspicions. Ko, Vin is the last man in the world to be captured by any vulgar adventuress; he is at once too fas tidious and too proud. But then, von see he is well known to be the son of "a very wealthy man; and there might be a design." She hesitated for a moment; then she said, half impatiently: "Lord Musselburgh, tell me how you came to know this old man; he could not have sprang out of the earth all of a sudden." "Oh, "that I can tell you easily enough," he said, with much equanimity." To begin with, he brought a letter of introduction to me from an enthusiastic countryman of mine in America that is to sav, if I may make so hold as to claim Scotland as my country, for I hadn't the proud honor and privilege of being born there; and this friend of mine, who is the editor of the TFesfern Scotsman, recommended the old gentle man to me, and said lie had several literary projects in mind, that a brother Scot meaning me, I presume might be inter ested in. Besides that, I had heard of the Bethune case it was a famous law suit in the North a couple of generations or more ago; and I was prepared to do what little I could for the old man, who, I understood, wasn't very well off. I confess I was rather surprised when he called; his appearance, his self-importance, and the way he talked was certainly unusual. 'I have always bad a sort of impression that a man who could recite poetry to another man, without shamefacedness, must be either a maniac or .a mountebank; but unsold gentleman could pour out screeds of Scotch verse apparent! v with perfect sincerity and pride. "Well, that was all!" "That was all?" she repeated, eyeing him shrewdly. "Yes." "You are sure?" ""What do you mean? That is really all I know of the old gentleman; isn't that what you asked?" "But was that the whole of the interview, if I may be so impertinent as to inquire?" she demanded again. "Oh, yes, it was," Lord Musselburgh said; and then he added, indifferently: "Of course I subscribed something toward the publication of a book he mentioned he had written to me before about the project." "Oh, there was money?" she said quickly. A slight tinge on Iord Musselburgh's forehead showed that he had not intended to make this admission. "Oh, nothing a trifle it is usual when a book is coming out by subscription." Mrs. Ellison sat silent for a little while; there was plenty going on -on the river to interest her companion. Then by-and-by she said slowly: "Well, I had intended to keep clear of these new friends of Vin's. I thought it would be more prudent for me to know nothing. It is true, I was introduced to them yesterday afternoon; but 1 wished that to be all; I thought I would rather with draw, and let things take their course. But J. don t enow that that would be honest and right. Vin is a young man with many fine and noble qualities perhaps a little too fine and noble for the ordinary work-a-day world; and I think he ought to have the benefit of my sadly-earned experience and callous nature." Lord Musselburgh langhed; he did not take her too seriously. "He is my own boy," she continued, "I would do anything for him. And I'm not goinetolet him be entrapped if that is what all this means. I know he is verv angry with me just now; probably he would not speak to me if he were to meet me this minute; but that won't prevent my 'speak ing to him. I'm going to put mv pride in my pocket, Lord Musselburgh. I'm going to find out something more about this pic turesque old gentleman, who talks so grandly about the Beatons, and the de Bethunes, and their coats of srms, and who accepts a 10 note or perhaps onlv a 5 note? on account of a book that is "not yet published. He has imposed on Vin com pletely; Vin treats him with the greatest respect fetches him a tumbler of claret listens to every word as if it came from an oracle; and winds up by quarreling with me because I won't be instant friends with the venerable Bede. The truth is that Vin, -with all bis impertinence but it is onlv to me he is impertinent forgetting my age and relationship toward him lie has a very simple and honest belief in human nature; and when be becomes a champion he champions hotly; perhaps the pretty and plaintive eyes of ilie girl have had some thing to do with it. But if there is any sort of scheme on foot for getting hold of the on of so notoriously wealthy a man as Har land Harris, then I want to make a little inquiry. Yesterday Vin complained that I was prejudiced, and that I had no, right to form any opinion about those friends of his because I would not go along and dine with him and them last evening. Very well, I will go to him, and make up the quarrel, and ask him to repeat the invita tion for this evening " "For this, evening?" repeated Lord Musselburgh, in tones of deep disappoint ment. "You don't mean you are going to leave all your friends here and go and dine somewhere else?" "If I can procure an invitation. It is mv duty. I'm. not soincto letmvbovbe made a fool of, even if I have to sacrifice a little of my own personal comfort." "Yes. that's all very well," said Lord Musselburgh, gloomily, "but I did not bar gain for your going away like that .on the only evening I shall be here. If I had known " He was on the point of saying, he would not have come down; but that would have been too bold an avowal. He suddenly hit upon another happy suggestion. "You said that Vin had only those two on board with him? Well, if he asks vou to dine with him, won't he ask me too?" Mrs- Ellison laughed and shook her head. "No, no. Another stranger would put them on their guard. I must manage my private investigation all by myself. But you need not look so disconsolate. There are some really nice people, as you'll find out by-and-by; and the Drexel girls are driving over lrom (jreat juarlow they are Americans, so you will be properly appre ciated; they will try their best to make you happy." x "How late shall yon stay on board Vin's boat?" he asked, heedless of these smaller attractions. "I shall be back here by 10 perhaps by 9:30." "Is that a promise?" "Yes, it is 10 at latest" "Otherwise I should go back to town in the afternoon," said he, frankly. "What nonsense!" the young widow ex claimed (but she did not seem resentful). "Well, now, I must go along to the White Rose, and make my peace, and angle for an invitation; and then, if I get it, I must concoct my excuses for Mrs. Lawrence. Anyhow I shall be on board the Villeg giatura all the afternoon; and then I hope to have the pleasure of introducing you to Louie Drexel that is the young'ladvl have designed for, Vin, when he has shaken off those adventurers and come to his right mind." Almost immediately thereafter Mrs. Ellison had secured a boatman to pull her along to the White Hose; and as she drew near, she perceived that Maisrie Bethune was alone in the stern of the house-boat, suiauiiiE upngni ou me sieering-inwart, and with both hands holding a pair of field glasses to her eyes an nnconscious attitude that showed the graceful figure of the girl to the best advantage. The observant visitor could also remark that her costume was simplicity itself; a blouse of white soft stuff, with wide sleeves and tight cuffs; a belt of white silk round her waist; and a skirt of blue serge. She wore no head-covering; and ber neatly-braided hair caught several soft-shining hues from the sun npt a wonder and glory of hair, perhaps (as Vin Harris would have deemed it) but very at- trnrtivp fill til RfimA tn thp faminlnn ava and somehow suggestive of girlhood, and making lor sympathy. And then, when a "Good morning!" brought round a startled face and a proud, clear look that was nothing abashed or ashamed, Mrs. Ellison's conscience smote her that she had made use of the word adventuress, and bade her wait and see. "Good morning!" Maisrie Bethune an swered; and there came a touch of color to the fine and sensitive features as she knew that the young matron was regarding her with a continuation of the curiosity of the preceding afternoon. "Have the gentlemen deserted vou? Are you all alone?" Mrs. Ellison said! "Oh, no; they are inside," was the re sponse. "Would you like to see Mr. Har ris? Shall I call him?" "If you would be so kind!" and there with Maisrie disappeared into the saloon, and did not return. "Don't look at me like that, Vincent Har ris!" Mrs. Ellison exclaimed, half-laughing and half-annoyed. "What have I done? It is you who are so hasty and inconsiderate. But I've come to make it all up with you; cui iv jvu. s mho. u su utUC TV1VU JUU "No, thank you, aunt," he .said, civilly enough. "You are very kind; bntthe fact is you would come with a prejudice; and so you'd better not come at all." "Well, she had to be circumspect; for not only was her own boatman behind her, but there was a possibility of some stray sen tences penetrating into the saloon. "Come," she said, in a sort of undertone, to him; and she had a pretty, coaxing, good natured way with her when she chose, "I am not going to allow you to quarrel with me, Vin; and I bring a flag of -truce; and honorable proposals. I saw you were 'Of fended with me last evening; and perhaps I was a little selfish in refnsing your invita tion; but you see I confess the error of my ways, for here I am begging you to ask nte again." "Oh, if you put it that way, aunt" -un, no, J. don't put it that wav," she said. "Not if you speak like that " Come, be amiable! I've just been talking -to Lord Mnsselburgh " "And, of course, you crammed all your wild ideas into his head!" he exclaimed. "Whoever heard of poor me having ideas!" with a winning good humor to which he could not but yield. "It isn't for me to have ideas, but I may have preju dices; and I'm going to leave them all on board the Villeggiatura this evening, if you say yes." "Of course I say yes whenyou are like yourself, aunt," he responded at once, "and I shall be very glad indeed. And what is more," said he, in a still lower tone, "when you have really met certain people--and when you have to confess that you have been unjust, I don't mean to triumph over you. Not a bit If von have done anv in justice, you know yourself how to make it up to them. .Now that's all right and set tied; and I'm really glad you're coming. Seven o'clock; and the dress you've got on.'.' "Oh, but, mind you," said she, "you don't seem to appreciate my goodness in humbling myseli so as to pacify your honor able worship. Do you know what I shall have to do besides? How am I to- explain to the Lawrences my running away from their party? And here is Lord Mnssel burgh come down; and he expected at least, I suppose he may have expected that that "But bring him along with you!" Her nephew cried instantly. "Oh, no, thanks," she said. "I must leave him to amuse the Drexel girls; they will be surprised when they find I have to leave at seven. So you see what I am do ing for you, Vin " ' "You're always good to me, aunt when you choose to be reasonable and exercise your common sense " "Common sense!" she retorted, with a malicious laugh in her eyes. Then she said, quite seriously: "Very well, Vin; 7 o'clock; that is an excellent hour, leaving us all a nice long evening; for I mnst get back to the Villeggiatura early; Lord Mus selburgh returns to town to-night, I suppose by the last tram," "You won't come on board for a little while now?" Goodby for "Not jnst now, thank you. the present!" "Goodbyl" And so that was all well and amicably settled. But Master Vin, though young in years, had not tumbled about the world for nothing; and a little reflection convinced him that his pretty aunl's change of purpose her abandonment of her resolve to remain discreetly aloof had not been prompted solely, if at all, by her wish to have that little misunderstanding between him and but it is only I ber removed. That could have been done at fXUJ MU.V, .. vw TTV.U3 Ul ttAlUKJT tUlU ap peal, and there an end. This humble seeking for an invitation, which she had definitely refused the day before meant more than that; it meant that she had resolved to find out something further about these strangers. Very well, then, she was welcome; at the same time he was resolved to receive this second visit not as he had received the first He was no longer anxious about the impression these two friends of his might produce on this the first of his relatives to meet them. She might form anv opinion she chose; he was indifferent Nay, he wonld stand by them on every point; and justify them; and defy criticism. If he had dared he would have gone to Maisrie and said: "My aunt is coming to dinner to-night; but I will not allow you to submit yourself to any ordeal of inspection. You shall dress as you like, as carelessly or as neatly as you like; you shall wear your hair hanging down your back or braided up, without any thought of ber; you shall be as silent as you wish and leave her, if she chooses, to call vou stupid, or shy, or sulky, or anything else?" And he would have . gone to the old man and said: "Talk as much and as long as ever you have a mind; you cannot babble o' green fields too discursively for me; I, at all events, am sufficiently interested In your claims of proud lineage, in your enthusiasm abont Scotland and Scottish song, in vour reminiscences of many lands. Be .as self complacent and pompous as you please; fear nothing; fear criticism least of all." And perhaps, in like manner, he would have ad dressed Mrs. Ellison herself: "My dear aunt, it is not they who are on trial, it is you. It is you who have to show whether you have the courage of honest judgment, or are the mere slave of social customs and forms. For perhaps he. too, had imbibed a little of the "Stand Fast, Craig Eoystonl" spirit? Bravado may be catching es pecially where an innocent and interesting young creature of 18 or so is in danger of being exposed to some deadly approach. Of course this carelessly defiant attitude did not prevent his being secretly pleased when, as 7 o'clock drew near, he perceived that Maisrie Bethune had arrayed herself in an extremely pretty, if clearly inexpen sive, costume; and also be was Id no wise chagrined to find that Mrs. Ellison, on -her arrival, appeared to be in a very amiable mood. There was no need to ask her, "O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war?" her,manner was most bland; In particular she was adroitly flattering and fascinating toward old George Bethune, who accepted these little attentions from the charming widow with a grave and consequential.dig nity. The young host refused to sit at the head of the table; he had the places ar ranged two and two Mrs. Ellison; of course, as the greater straneer and the elder woman, on his right and Maisrie opposite to him. During the general dinner talk, which was mostly about the crowd and the races and the dresses, Mrs. Ellison casually informed her nephew that she had that afternoon won two bets, aid also discovered that she and Lord Musselburgh were to meet at the same house in Scotland the coming autumn; per haps this was the explanation of her ex treme and obvious good humor. And if any deep and sinister design un derlay this excessive amiability on her part it was successfully concealed; meantime all was pleasantness and peace; and the oldgen tleman, encouraged by her artless confi dences, spoke more freely and frankly about the circumstances of himself and bis grand daughter than was his wont I see some of the papers are indignant about what they call the vulgar display of wealth at Henley regatta," the young widow was saying, in a verv unconcerned and easy fashion; "but I wish those gentle men would remember that there is such a thing as imputation of motives, and that imputing motives is a common resource of envy. If I have a houseboat and try to make it as pretty as ever I can, both inside and out, why should that be considered dis play of wealth display of any sort? I like sice things and comfortable things around me; I don't mind confessing it, I am a selfish woman " "There are some who know better, aunt," her nephew interposed. " "Yonng gentleman," said she, promptly. "your evidence isn't worth anything, for you have expectations. And I am not to be flattered. I admit that I am a selfish and comfort-loving woman; and I like to see pretty things around me, and an abundance of them; and if I can only have these at the cost of being charged with ostentation and display, very well, I will pay the price. If it comes to that I never saw anything beau tiful or desirable in poverty. Poverty is not beautiful; never was, never is, never will be beautilul; it is base and squalid and sordid; it demeans men's minds, and'stunts their bodies. I dare say poverty is an ex cellent discipline for the rich if they would only submit to a six months' dose of it now and again; but it is not a discipline at all lor.the poor; it is a curse; it is the most cruel and baleful thing in the world, destroying self-respect, destroying hope, ambition, everything. Ob, I know the heresy I'm talking. There's Master Vin's papa; he is never done preaching the divine attributes of poverty; and I have no doubt there are a good many others who would be content to fall down and worship la bonne deesse de la pauvrete on 30,000 a year. Master Vin sniggered; he was aware that this was not the only direction in which the principles and practice of the philosopher of Grosvenor Place were somewhat inconsist ent However, it was old George Bethune who now spoke as one having experience. "I quite agree," said he to Mrs. Ellison. "I can conceive of nothing more demoraliz ing to the nature of man or woman than harsh and hopeless poverty, a slavery from which there is no prospect of escape. My granddaughter and I have known what it is to be poor; we know it now; but in our case every day brings possibilities we breathe a wider air, knowing that at 'anv moment news may come. Then fancy plays her part; and imagination can brighten the next day for us, if the present be dark enough. Hope less poverty that is the terrible thing; the weary toil leading to nothing; perhaps the unfortunate wretch sinking deeper and deeper into the Slough of Despond. Maisrie and I have met with trials; but we have borne them with a stout heart; and perhaps we have been cheered at least I know I have been by some distant prospect of the bonnie mill-dams o' Balloray, and a hap pier future for us both." "Balloray?" she repeated, inquiringly. Balloray, in Fife. Perhaps you have never heard of the Balloray law suit, and I will not inflict any history of it upon you at present," he continued, with lofty com plaisance. "I was merely saying that poverty is not so hard to bear when there are brighter possibilities always before you. If, in our case, we are barred ia law by the statute of limitations, there is no statute of limitations in the chapter of accidents. And some remarkable instances have oc curred. I remmember one in which a father, two sons and a daughter were all arownea at once dv the sinking of a ship, and the property went bodily over to the younger branch of the family, who had been penniless for years. It is the'nnexpected that happens, according to the saying; and so we move lrom day to day toward fresh possibilities; and who can tell what morning may not bring us a summons to make straight for the kinedom of Fife? Not for myself do I care; I am too old now; it is for my granddaughter here; andl shourd pass happily away and contented if I could leave her in sole and undisputed possession of the ancient lands of the Bethunes of Bal loray." What pang was this that shot through Vincent's heart? He suddenly saw Maisrie removed from him a great heiress unap proachable guarded by this old man with his unconquerable pride of lineage and birth. She might not forget old friends; but he ? The Harris familv had plenty of money; but they had nothing to add to the fesse between three muscle's, or, and the otter's head, nor had any of their ancestors, so far as was known, accompanied Marga ret of Scotland on her marriage with the Dauphin of France, 'or taken arms along with the great Maximilien de Bethune, duo de Sully. In imagination the young man saw himself a lonely psdestrain In Fife shire, regarding from a distance a vast baro nial buiidinz set amid black Scotch firs "and lighter larches, and not daring even to uraw near me great gate with the otter's head in stone over the archway. He saw the horses being brought round to the front entrance a beautiml white Arab and a sturdy cob, the hall door opens the heiress of Balloray descends the wide stone steps she is assisted to. mount, and pats that beautiful white creature on the neck. And will she presently come cantering 'by her long hair flowing to the winds, as fair as it used to be in the olden days when the sift ins lights ud: mists of Hyde Park gavo it ever varying hues? Can he steal aside somewhere? he has no desire to claim recog nition! She- has forgotten the time when, in the bumble lodgings she used to sing "Jene puis rien donner, qu' mon csnr en mariage"; she has wide dqmains now; and wears an ancient Historic name. And to she goes along the white highway, and under the swaying boughs of the beeches, until she is lost in a confusion of green and gold. "And in the meantime," said Mrs. Elli son (Vincent started; had that bewildering and far-reaching vision been revealed, to him all in one bfief, breathless second?) "in the meantime, Mr. Bethune, you must derive a great deal of comfort and solace from your literary labors." "My literary labors," said the old man, slowly and absently, "I am sorry to say, are mostly perfunctory and mechanical. They occupy attention and pass the time, how ever; and that is much. Perhaps I have written, one" or two small things which may survive me a vear or two; but, it that should be so, it will be owing, not to any merit of their own, -but to the patriotism of my coun trymen. Nay, I have much to be thankful for," he continued, in the same resigned fashion. -"I have been spared much. If I had been a famons anthor in my younger days, I should now be reading the things I had written then with the knowledge that T was their only reader. I should be think ing of my cotemporaries and saying: 'At one time people spoke of me as now they are speaking of yon.' It is a kind of sad thing for a man to outlive his fame; for the pub lic is a fickle-minded- creature, and must have new distractions; but now I cannot complain of being forgotten, for I never did anything deserving of being remembered." "Grandfather," said Maisrie, "surely it is unfair of you to talk like thatl Think of the many friends you have made through your writings." "Scotch friends, Maisrie, Scotch friends," he said. "Ifadmit that The-Scotch are not among the forgetful ones of the earth. If you want to be made much of," he said, turning to Mrs. Ellison with something of a proud air, "if you want to be regarded with a constant affection and gratitude, and to have your writings remembered and repeated, by the lasses at the kirn, by the plowman in the field, by gentle and simple alike, then you must contrive to be born in Scotland. TheScottish heartbeats warm, and is constant If there is a bit of heather or a blue-bell placed on my grave, it will be by the hand of a kindly Scot" dinner over, mey wenioui ana sat in tne cool twilight and had coffee, while the steward was clearing away within. Mrs. Ellison, faithful to her promise to Lord Musselburgh, said she had not long to stay; but her nephew, having a certain scheme in his mind, would not let her go just yet; end by and by, when the saloon had been lit up, he asked her, in a casual kind of way, whether before she went she wou1d not like to hear Miss .Bethune, sing some thing. "Oh, I should like it of all things!" she replied instantly, with a reckless disregard of truth. Maisrie glanced at her grandfather. "Yes, certainly why not?" said he. "Tnen," said their young host, "I pro pose we go into the saloon again; it will be quieter?' For there was still a plash of oars on the river, and a echoing call of voices in the meadows beyond. When they had returned into the saloon, Maisrie took up her violin; and Mrs. Elli son bravely endeavored to assume an air of interested expectancy. The fact was she disliked the whole proceeding; here would be some mere exhibition of a school girl's showy accomplishments; she would have to say nice things; and she hated telling lies when nothing was to be gained. Maisrie made some little apology; but said that per haps Mrs. Ellsson had not heard the Claire Fontaine, which is a favorite song of the Canadians. Then she drew her bow across the strings. Vincent need not have been so anxious. Hardly had Maisrie begun with . A la claire f ontalne, M'en allant promener than Mrs. Ellison's air of forced attention instantly vanished; she seemed surprised; she listened in a wondering kind of way to the low, clear tones of the girl's voice that were so curiously sincere and penetrating and simple. Not a schoolgirl's showing off, this; but a kind of speech that reached the heart THE TEAILS OF IRON That Stripe the Sides of the Moun tains Ont in Colorado. SKETCHES OP SUMMER EESORTS. English Tourists and Speculators and How They Get Taken In. PBOSPnOTS FOE EBAL ESTATE MEN ICOssxspovdzxcx or tide dispatch.! HOMASVIIiM, COt., August 14. To the Easterner, the mountain railroad systems of Col orado will not soon cease to be a wonder. Difficulty after difficul ty, 'greater and greater will be vovercome, and as the necessity de mands, the iron trails will go anywhere. We can well remember, a decade go, that it was thought that only nar row gauges could trav erse these canyons and climb these slopes (and pay dividends) and the Denver and Eio Grande, the pioneer road, built Our Cockney Friend.11 ils linM on thU basis. But the third rail was demanded to bring the Santa Fe's trains from Pueblo and Denver, and now it parallels its narrow gauge brothers way out into the mountains. Everywhere the roadbed is being broadened out through the Leadville and Eagle Elver line, and soon it is hoped that by the way of Glenwood Springs and the contemplated line down the Grand river through Hog back canyon passengers will be taken com fortably into Ogden on broad-gauge coaches. The demands of modern speed necessitate the change of goods at many places a thing that is being rapidly done. It is won derful with what foresight the managers of this little road have darted its little hydra heads into gulch and canyon, bringing the V gauges his engineering idea according to the tubular boiler iron bridge of his country. Yonr correspondent used to frame a little in iron, and he is willing to risk his neck on it if its completion ever gives him a chance. A rather recent thing of interest at Mani tou is the Grand Caverns, which are not very grand but will repay a visit to those who have never been in any larger caves. The organ ot stalactites is certainly unique and tunes played ou it are easily recogniz able. It sounds very much as a xylophone slightly out of tune, onlv it has rather more brilliancy of tone. Other features of tne cave are qmte tame. This little village of Manitou is getting to have a strong belief in itself. For vears it stood still, trembling at its power," con scious of its possibilities, but not knowing what the world thought To-dav, if I wanted to invest small sums, I would plant it down on any dirt or stone in Manitou and BEADING BAD BOOKS. How Certain Belles of the Capital Manage to Fool Their Pa's. GOSSIP ABOUT THE STANFOKDS. r : . M mmin - " nil hMK' "" -& A Unique Depot. Bur la plus haute branche Le rossignol cbantatt. Chants, rossigaol, chant, Tol qui as le casur gat. Lui ya lnngtemps que je t'aime, Jamais je ne t'oublierai. Did she notice the soit dwelling on the r's, Vincent asked himself; and had she ever heard anything so strangely fascinating ? Then the simple pathos of the story if there was any story Chan to, rossignol, chante, Tol qui as le caeur gal; Tu as le ccaur a rlre. Mot je 1'al-t-apleurer. To as le ccaur a rlre. Mot je l'al-t-a pleurer; J'ai perdu ma maltresse Sans 1'avoir merite. Lui ya longtemps que jo t'aime, Jamais je ne t'oublierai.' "That is enough," said Maisrie, with a smile, and she laid the violin in her lap. "It is too long. Yon never hear it'sung al together in Canada only a verse here and there or perhaps merely the refrain " "But is there more?" oh, please sing the rest of it it is delightful so quaint, and simple, and charming!" Mrs. Ellison ex claimed; and Master Vin was a proud and glad young man; he knew that Maisrie had all unaided struck home. The girl took up her violin again, and re sumed: Jai perdu ma maltresse Sans 1'avoir merite, Four un bouquet de roses Que je lui refusal. Pour un bouquet de roses Que je lui retusai. Je voudrais que la rose Fot encore an rosier. Je voudrais que la rose Fat encore au rosier, Et mot et ma maltresse Dans les mem's amities. T ' i i i wait. Space will be valuable here, for there is precious little of it and' the has a grip upon the wealthy and fastidious world now (with her many natural and artificial at tractions) that cannot be easily shaken off. This is not a paid advertisement The writer does not own a foot of land or know a real estate agent in the village. TAKING IX THE BEITONS. I was speaking of an Englishman just back. You see more of them here than any where almost some pompous and snobbish, others affable and asrreeable, but' many growling and querulous. "The 'orses hout 'ere hare not like the 'orses at 'ome, you know," he'll complain, and show yon a piece of rock salt that some one has palmed off on him as petrified snow. They are wild over the Garden of the Gods, with its in comparable scenery. "Why, there is nothing helse like hit the world hover, you know," he will say to you, and go off and try to buy it He has a high estimate of real estate and other investments. Anything in the shape of a park takes his eye at once, and his high appreciation of the beautiful and his keen activity to "the main chance" are constantly conspicuous. A party of miners crossing the range in a stage coach with one of that kind that wears the visor of his cap away behind his pompadour, is said to have filled the Englishman's valise with iron pyrites, saying it might pay him and bis A Lady Offers to Sell Ona of Mrs. land's Letters for $500. Clere- H0W A MEAN MAN MAKES MONEY. 5 A View in Manitou. miner bis daily bread and taking ont his weekly output, and yet all the while it is reaching quietly ,for the Pacific Coast When she gets her broad bottomed sfioes on, she will prove to the other California routes with her scenic attractions "a foeman worthy of their steel." rCOREISFOHDESCX 07 THX DtSFATCH.l WASHmoTON, August 16. The down fall of the wicked novelist, Tolstoi, has cre ated snrprhe and dismay among many of the ladies of Washington society. For the past three years some of them have been preaching him as the greatest novelist, and I heard a Senator's wife the other day say that she was going to take all of Tolstoi's works with her into the country and read them in the French, as the French transla tions gave more fully the fine distinctions and the peculiar beauties of the Bussian novelist They upheld him as the apostle of realism, and are disgusted iu seeing their idol shattered as the purveyor of dirt The keeping of the "Kreutzer Sonata" out of the mails has cheated a great demand for the book, and at least 10,000 copies have been sold here. It is the same with the other prohibited books and not a few of our most noted girls are reading them on the sly. The daughter of one of the most goody good and Puritani cal Puritan Senators has made a neat cover of vellum which just fits over the flaming title page of these questionable novels, and she has printed in red ink on the back of this the fictitious titles' of other works. I happened to pass her in the Capitol the other day and I alterward took a seat be hind her in the reserved gallery of the Senate. As I passed, she had a book under her arm labeled "Daniel Deronda, bv George Elliot" As I Jooked over her shoulder in the Senate at her father below my eye caught another title on the head of the page, and this title was "The Devil's uauguter," and when I remembered the loud picture which has been put on the out side of this novel, and the Mininl ninth which is packed within it, I did not wonder that she preferred to change the cover. I find that there are ten girls here, at least, who are playing this game on their unsus pecting parents. ONE OF MBS. CLEVELAND'S LETTERS. I have just gotten the following letter through The Pittsbubg Dispatch in re gard to Mrs. Cleveland's autograph: Philadelphia, July 30. 1890. My Dear Miss Grundy, Jr.: In your letter of "Washington Gossip" of a week or so ago you mention an offer made by a friends to work such stuff but an American g7neman oT&X foreYurapu0 T&Z could only make 815 or 120 a day at it and Cleveland. I have- a letter froni thi iiiv . could not attord to fool with it ''Whv, really; you don't say," and so he has his swell time "bin Hamenca." Do you know, since penning the above, the thought has come to me that perhaps it is one of the stock jokes of the country, and that I am caught in spite ot my vigilance? The thought is harrowing. James Newton Baseett. Ijul ya longtemps que je t'aime. Jamais je ne t'oublierai I Well, when the singing, if it could be called singing, was over, Mrs. Ellison made the usual little compliments, which nobody minded one way or the other. But presently she had to leave; and while she was being rowed up the river by her nephew she was silent When they reached the villeggia tura (the people were all outside, amid the confused light of lanterns in the dusk) she said to him, In a low voice, as she bade him goodby "Vin, let me whisper something to you a confession. Claire Fontaine has done for me. That girl is a good girl. She is all right, anyway." t To be Continued Next Sunday. EXTRAVAGANCE JS CASUS. Mrs. Leland Staiford Beeentlr Paid 883 for Flftr of Them. Five hundred thousand visiting cards have been engraved in Washington this season, says the Paper World. One sta stionery firm has turned out 300,000 in the last two months, and the money spent on pasteboard during a season amounts to tens of thousands of dollars. The most ordinary card costs 1 cent apiece after the plate is made, and some of the dinner invitations sent out cost SlQ-a dozen. A prominent item of the expense account of a Washing ton belle is her engraving and printing, and society ladies who give dinners spend at times hundreds of dollars upon the station ery for a feast Mrs. JJelancTStanford lately paid f85 for fSO cards to be used as menues for one of her big dinners. The map ot the United States was stamped in silver on the cards and the drawings and engravings were exquisite. At the dinner which General Breckinridge eave the cards cost 55 apiece, and Mrs. Jus tice Blatchford gave not long ago a lunch eon, the cards for which were-engraved by hand at a cost of $18 a dozen. Some of the cards were in raised silver and gold. They w " s" "" nan neen melted and poured into letters on the cards. .Hit AA.t 7X AMI. .mI... ' MfcM VV IV WUIW UB. A DELIGHTFUL CITT. Colorado Springs, with a population of 12,000, is perhaps the loveliest little city in the State. Within a short time more of mountain scenery can be seen within a ra dius of a few miles, than any place I know. In connection with Manitou it is perma nently the fashionabje resort of the State, but to the denizen of Colorado, Wagon Wheel Gap has greater attractions pre sumably on account of the fishing. At this season these two little sister towns here at the foot of Pike's Peak are thronged with every variety of health and pleasure seeker, and they are both alive to their advantages in the way of improvement and "making hay while the sun shines." Beat estate and rents are as high in Colorado Springs as in jjenver. It'has jnst ribboned its vast territory with the Sprague system of electric railroads, which like Mark Twain's New England weather, "sticks out over the edges" as far as Cheyenne canyon and Manitou. Electric roads labor under the disadvantages out hereof electric storms. Only a few days previous to my stay there the lightning had come to town over their cable and burnt the insulation of the system quite seriously; and this scribbler was left out at the mouth of Cheyenne canyon two hours in a beating rainstorm, because the power house folks had feared another similar catastrophy, and had cut off our connection. I came near having to pay for a carriage Ihad ordered, but could not use because I could not get to it. Would I have had a justifiable case for damages? ENERGETIC MANITOTJ. Manitou, of course, is the place of places out here to see the world in its best clothes. The little burg is about to get "too big for .imj Au.vnv.wuvAb.A, ou .v ouck t iierR ir is going to grow to if it keeps on growing I cannot see. Colorado City is fast occupying tne ground farther down stream, and the lit tle gorge above is about full now. Houses are perched upont the hillsides like bird cages, and in some of them you might go up steps to get into the first story and down steps to get into the second. Manitou is swelling full of sight seers now bran new batches that have never been here before going around wide mouthed and wild eyed among its many attractions. People "hire a hack" and "do it" in a day, and their astonishment is often so great that they ex pect most anything. Yonr correspondent being anxious to get some photos of the D. & E, G. passenger depot the most unique thing in its line he ever saw and also wishing views of other cranny nine nooM that abound here, took an early train out while the "light was right" As the train.slowed up at a cross ing he concluded to step off down town and snap his shutter up as he went, but he had underestimated the speed of the train, and failing to keep his legs under him, went roll ing down tbeslope, and after repeated somer saults "ended up" just at a carriage full of sightseer. He waved his hand as an acrobat, and laughed un into their fne at 'his own mishap, but he got not a single re sponsive smiie only the most wide mouthed wonder on every face. Again he made some humorous remark about his tumble, but the funereal expression was still prevailing as they drove away. As I returned I was Iauehincr with the hi-nlnt- man, and remarked that I could notacconnt for the soberness of the people. "O," he said, "they were not looking for anything humorous; they thought it a feature of the climate or the scenery. They expect any thing to turn up here." I guess when I "turned up" their wonder was that my neck was not broken. A DISCOMFITED SPOUSE. As Unfaithful f Wife's Evil Intentions Con verted Into a Practical Joke. The citizens of Gilbertsville, Montgomery county, have been furnished with quite a sensation by the actions of a married couple of that place a few days ago. According to the Pottstown Daily News, the harmony of the family circle was broken by a rupture between man and wife, and the woman in a fit of anger gave her liege lord- to understand that she would get even with him, even if she had to poison him, and warned him to look out He, believing shewould carry 'out the threat, went to the stores through the village and notified them not to sell her any poison. Sure enough so the sfory runs she was on hand in a short time, and asked for a box of "rough on rats," and the merchant, to accommodate her, mixed up a potion, of which flour was the main ingredient, which she paid for, and left the store. The store keeper in the meantime notified the husband of her actions, and when he- went home for his meal he was prepared for the next act The meal was eaten in silence, and upon its completion, he began to complain of pains, and went into the next room and laid down on the lounge and pretended to be helplessly sick. The 'vindictive woman quickly went upstairs and getting a rope dropped it down through a pipehole, fasten ing one end to 'a bedpost, then coming down stairs again, made a loop, placed it around the neck of the apparently sick man, she then hurried upstairs and drew the rope taut and pulling on the same nntil she bad, as she thought, her husband suspended. She then hurried out and informed theneighoors that he had hung himself. They rushed in, and behold, he was sitting on the lounge coolly smoking his pipe, while suspended from the rope was a small stove. The dis comfited woman ran upstairs to escape the laughter of her neighbors, while he ex plained that when she had gone, after hav ing placed the rope around his neck, he had quickly fastened it to the top of the stove. TEE HONEYMOON AT SEA. How the Komance la Soon Taken Oat of the Poetic Season. London Hospital. J A little conversation overheard one even ing seems to indicate that a sea voyage is not always the happiest way of spending one's honeymoon: "Darling, are you bet ter?" says first turtle dove. "No, dearest, worse! What is the use of having a doctor on board who can not cure seasickness, dar ling?" A significant pause. "It is absurd," says the first turtle dove again. "But how foolish of you not to spend our honeymoon on shore, dearest! I am sure we shall never enjoy it here." Those people who may be unfortnnate enough to have taken to arti ficial teeth shonld use exceeding circum spection when they go down to the sea in ships. "What a splendid dentist seasick ness is. I had the whole of my teeth pulled out at one vomit," said a patient to the doc tor one morning. Several dentists have stated that it is by no means an uncommon occurrence ot persons to finish a voyage in a practically toothless condition. Dr. Dutton is inclined to think that sea sickness is in many cases nothing more than a righteous retribution following hard'upon physiological sins. ''A young man," he says, "is about to go abroad. He, of course, must see everyone and everything before leaving. So for a few weeks before his de parture he lives a life of thoughtlessness, eats and drinks far more than is necessary and lands on board suffering from catarrh of the stomach and congestion of the liver and just in the proper condition to receive a terrible recompense. The consequence is that instead of having an enjoyable and healthful passage he has a most miserable one, and it takes him the whole time to get himself right again." A. COGWHEEL EAILEOAD. The cogwheel railroad upon Pike's Peak is complete only to the Halfway House which by the railroad route is not hair way at all, but only about two miles'. They hop now to finish it by September, and as I wanted to ascend by that route I shall wait, but I have a suspicion that it will be some other September. Thoy do say the boilers ot the engines on the ground are not large enough, and they do deny it I met an Englishman in St. Louis in June who thoueht the whole thing frail, and tm. porafy, "not 'alt so strong as that upon the I Ehigi, 70a know." I iP?P0f tie still Juiappearaace, A dTMPLE-BAEOMETEB. TIi Japanese Bamboo Screen Acts n a Weather Prophet With Accuracy. New York Tribune. It is curious tonntice how often a simple object about theUuuie may act as a barome ter. A Japanese bamboo screen finished with panels of Japanese leatherpaper, stand ing in a summer parlor this season has proved to be a perfect barometer. During dry weather the panels are stretched drum' tight, but a slight moisture in the air before a rain and during a storm will fill them full of wavy wrinkles, and on a damp, muggy morning it presents a positively tempeitu- dressed to me August 12, 1888, containing 80 ""'" "o uiti cuveiops. x receivea it in re ply to a little gift which I sent to her on the re turn of her birthday of that year, together with one sent to Miss Mollie Vilas at the same time. This I offer for sale to the highest bidder. If the person to whom you refer In your letter has not been gratified by a purchase, I would be pleased to correspond'with him. Could you send me his address, or any other you may have a knowledge of.-If successful you shall be remembered by yours truly, AIbs. II. B. Lawbxxcx. I am sorry, to tell Mrs. Lawrence that the Z500 gentleman has left Washington, and that I do not know of anyone who is willing to give f6 25 a word for any of Mrs. Cleve land's autograph letters. THE STANf OEDS' TTNIVEESITT. I saw a private letter vesterdav from Mrs: Senator Stanford. She and the Senator have spent considerable time in Europe this summer in studying up matters in connec tion with their new university. They have found some improvements in the lavatory system and in the sleeping arrangements of gins in European colleges which is an im provement on the plans made for them here, and theyhave jnst-cabled directions to California to have the work stopped on the college there nntil these new plans arrive. At present 26 masons and stonecutters are thrown out of work by the stopping of the building, and they can do nothing until they have the new plans. There are in all about 1,000 men working on this Palo Alto University, and the stone cutters number 200. The clear condition of Senator Stanford's mind is evidenced by his work upon it His head is as clear as a bell, and the statements that he has paresis comes from his weak ankle. When he sits still for any length of time his foot troes to sleen. and when he rises this makes him stagger a nine ueiore ue can get nimselt hrm on bis pins. He has, however, perfect control of his limbs, which, I understand, is not the case with persons afflicted with the above disease. A BOSS LIAE'S STOET. The story of his brain being unbalanced reminds me of a remarkable sensation which was sprung several years ago iu regard to his mental condition. It was then stated by one of the champion liars of the United States that Stanford's body worked just in the opposite direction from his mind and will. If he wanted to go to sleep he was sure to stay awake, and if he wanted very much to keen awake his eyes would spring together like a rat trap when" the cheese within it was bitten. If he wanted to go to the North his limbs would pull him off to the South, and the result was that to do any thing that was necessary to be done he had to desire to do the opposite thing to be able to do the necessarv one. The truth is Senator Stanford is as healthy a millionaire as there is in the country. He is perhaps a little heavy and he might re duce his abdomen with comfort, but he has had nothing to do with the doctors and pre fers to doctor himself. He does not believe in paying $ 50 or $5 for a guess as to his con dition, and he believes In travel as a health preserver. A MONTH'S VACATION. The Department clerks are many of them away on leave. Every clerk who works for the Government has the right to one month's vacation during the year and her salary goes on all the same. Many of the Depart ment girls save up during the whole vear in order to cut a swell during this month. They go to the seashore with a good ward robe, register themselves from Washington and have a time-that is giddy and gay. I know of one very pretty maiden who will spend her vacation at "Lorn Hram-h and Cape May. She is the daughter of one of the most prominent Governors of th rnnn. try a couple ot decades ago, but her lather unfortunately died poor and left her with very fat tastes and 'a very lean pocketbook. She expects to make a catch this season and she has a wardrobe which she bought on in stalments. Think of wearing a dress before it is paid for and of paving so much per month after it is worn "out Well, that is what this young lady is doing, and inas much as she is beautiful and accomplished, I will not be surprised if she drops her cleri cal work after this season and takes the place of a Madam Midas, whose check is good with Worth. A KOEEAN QUEEN. The Koreans and their ladies "have re turned from Berkley. Bprings and they are 8K . aJmf 8at'on building on Iowa circle. They are discussing the ouestfon as iu ii ucy ougmtoput on mourning for the Queen Dowager who has recently died in Korea, but have practicallr decided that it is au impossibility. This Queen Dowager, of Korea, was not a mother of the king, bnt she. was the wife of one o( the predecessors of the- man who now reigns over Korea. She had the selecting of the king and she picked out this young fellow when be was a boy. She wasi probably the most Venerated and most loved of the women of Korea, audi have jnst received a letter from General Dye who went out there to reorganize tbe'Korean army, describing the excitement that pre vails as to her decease. For the past three weeks the doleful blast of the Korean trumpets have bees sounded around the palace. The. tincti axo now filling with mourners. The body of a common woman goes into the coffin three days after she dies, that of royalty five days after, and of one of the imperial family on the seventh day after death. The body of the Queen Dowager will not be interred, I understand, until five months from now, and in the meantime business is suspended and the 12,000,000 peo- ' pie in Korea are supposed to be weeping. " If the old rule prevails every man in the country will put on a hat as big as an um brella, will hide his face behind a fan and will dress in yellow sackcloth. SINSMOBK COMING HOME. Colonel Dinsmore. our former Mint,.- Korea, is now on his way home, and he is expected at Washington shortly. He will probably be given another mission as soon as the Democrats come into power. He is one of the closest friends of the King of Korea. Judge Denny, who has for years been the adviser of the King of Korea, at a salary of $ 12, 000 a year, is alio coming back to Amer ica, and we have had diplomats by the dozen in Washington during the last two weeks. The diplomats are occasionally seen in the street cars, and in riding to the White House the other day I saw one of them do a very mean thing. The car was passing the National Hotel and the rain was pouring down with all its summer strength. The car was full and this diplomat had his seat at the end of the car. Just at this point a lady stopped it She was well dressed and she had diamonds in her ears. She jumped on t.tb?. stops of the "" Pnt down ber umbrella and started to enter, when this diplomat put his arm across the door and said: Do Tou not see, Madam, that thees car is full. You cannot get in, Madam. It ees against the rule," and he then yelled to the driver, "Drivair, why do you stop thees car. You know it ees full." By this time the lady was so frightened that she jumped ofl the car and went back to the pavement SCALPINO STEEET CAB TICKETS. One of the meanest men in Washington is worth all the way from $200,000 to fS)0, 000, and I see him adding to his pile every day in one of these red 5-cent Washington herdics, which goes past his $50,000 resi dence and on to the Capitol. This man in variably takes a seat near the fare box, buys a package oi tickets of six of a quarter and when anyone passes him up 5 cents to put into the box he puts the nickel in his pocket and puts one of these tickets which have cost him 4 1-6 cents into the box. Oa rainy days he must make at least as much as 6 and 7 cents a ride, and as his income is probably not over 520,000 or $30,000 a year, .uc uur man ongui to nave it. The houses of the capital are constantly improving. You can't get a decent house in a fashionable quarter inside the boundary now for less tban $12,000, and it nsed to be that you, could get the same thing for $8,000. I know of a dozen houses which are offered for sale at from $75,000 to $105,000 each, and there are at least 100 $50,000 houses within a mile of the White House. BENTS 01" HOUSES. Bents have gone away up out of sight, and there are, I venture, 1,000 houses now empty and ready for the occupants of the next season. While people are away they have to pay to have their houses taken care of, and there are men here who see that the dogs and cats are fed regularly, have them aired daily, and see that they are well guarded at night This is a necessity In Washington on account of junk thieves. Furnished houses rent for just twice what a hunse will rent for unfurnished, and th most ordinary house will bring $150 a month if there are a lot of dingy old chairs and tables and a bed or two within it For $1,800 a year you get very fair quarters at the Sboreham, to which, by the way, the Vice President is now putting an addition. This does not include, however, what you eat and drink. From this you will see that living grows higher and higher here year after year. Mis3 Gbundt, Jb. TO BE SEEK AT WASHINGTON. A Story of an Irish Corporal In Attendaaoo on General Sheridan. Tooth's Companion. When General Sheridan was in command of the Military Department of the North west at Chicago so the story goes he had. as a sort of door-tender and factotum at his office in the city, an Irish corporal whose faithfulness was not to be questioned, but who had a way, sometimes troublesome, of taking everything exactly as it was said. One day a gentleman called at the head quarters, and asked: "Is the General to be seen to-day?" "Faix, I think he is that, sorr," said Corporal Michael. "Then I will step in. If you please." The corporal bowed the visitor into the General's anteroom. There was no sign of Sheridan, but the visitor, thinking that he had stepped out for a moment, and would presently return, sat down to wait. He waited half an hour or more, and then began to grow impatient Finally he re turned to the corporal at the door. "See here, corporal," said he, "I thonght you told me General Sheridan was to be. seen!" "And so he is, sorr at Washington!" said the corporal, in a matter-or-ract way. ABXEHTJS WABD'S IAST JEST. A Little Anecdote From the Pen of Joseph Jefferson. Joseph Jefferson, in his autobiography in the forthcoming Century, relates whaf was probably the last jest of Artemns Ward: When the famous wit lay dying in South ampton he was tended by his devoted friend, "Tom" Bobertson, the English play wright, who was also a friend of Jefferson. "Just be ore Ward's death," writes Mr. Jefferson, "Bobertson poured out some med icine in a glass and offered it to his friend. "Ward said: 'My dear Tom, I can't take that dreadful stuff.' " 'Come, said Bobertson, urging him to swallow the nauseous drug; 'there's a dear fellow. Do, now, for my sake; you know I would do anything for you." '"Would you?' said Ward, feebly stretch ing out his hand to grasp bis friend's, per haps for the last time. " I would indeed,' said Bobertson. " 'Then you tatte it,' said Ward. 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