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THE SUNDAY OREGONIAN. PORTLAND, DECE3IBER 3, 1905. 43 A PORTLAND PESSIMIST IN EUROPE JYL B. WELLS GETS AWAY FROM THE UBIQUITOUS AVON AND SEES SOME SIGHTS IN PARIS & & X & WHEK we left Stonehenge, It was cold and misty, but the sun soon came and we had the most de lightful ride of all. It was still early In tne morning. "W'e had the road to our selves, and did not meet a motor, or other vehicle for more than 30 miles. "VVe went back to Amesbury, then skirt ing the banks of the lovely river Avon to Salisbury and Chrlstchurch, we rapidly pushed the landscape behind us until we came to Bournemouth by the Sea. "Skirting the banks of the lovely Avon" is a phrase I admired so much In an advertisement of a Cook excursion, and I was anxious to try It in an auto mobile. The Avon is not a large river, but what it lacks in size It more than makes up In ubiquity. It Is really an extraor dinary stream. Not only does it flow by pic birthplace of the Immortal Shake speare, but It has its source and empties iUelf all over the face of Europe. England has four rivers named Avon, Scotland three. Franco two. and then un der numerous disguises such as Aven, Afon, Avenza, and Avono, it appears in about a thousand other places. The word Avon comes from the San scrit root "Ap," meaning water. Quite an original and appropriate name for a. river. Thero was not much waterln the Avon between Amesbury and Chrlstchurch, but there was enough to build some bridges over, and nice, picturesque, little bridges they were. "When we came to one wo knew that we had not lost the Avon. At other times we could not see it at all.' I observed that they did not let the cows get near It for fear that they might drink it all up. At Salisbury there Is an old cathedral, but I did not stop. I had seen all the cathedrals I could stand. Ruined Seaside Resorts. We came to several other places of interest, but we passed them by. I was in a great hurry to see Bournemouth, be cause I had been told that it was the prettiest place in England. It may not have been that, but. archi tecturally and in many other ways, it is as beautiful a place as one would want to see. Situated on a high cliff, overlooking the English Channel, with its handsome streets, its shady drives and lovely walks, and a climate rivaling that of the Riviera, it looked like an earthly paradise, but it was not. It had, like other English watering places, been invaded by the tripper. The tripper is an offensive creature with a return-trip ticket He has ruined all the seaside resorts within a radius af 150 miles from London. Ramsgate and Margate were the first to succumb. Then came beautiful Brigh ton, and now it is Bournei-juth which for a while was free from his blighting influence. The tripper comes in hordes, with bas kets, lunch boxes and babies. They are as thick on the sands as flies. I had come to England, expecting to stay for a year or so, but. It was In Bournemouth, the handsomest town in Britain, that T became sick of It all. The trippers made the days Intolerable, fo I took what pleasure I could sitting on the cliff at night. When Uie band ceased playing and the lights on the pier went out. slowly In groups and finally one by one. the last miserable tripper went out of sight, and then, and only then, would peace and quiet come upon the scene. Below 1110 was the silver sea shimmer ing with the reflected rays of the Summer moon: to tho left was the blinking red beacon on the Isle of "U'lght: beyond, frflntly twinkling in the distance across tho bay. were the lights of the village of Swanage. lionsliiff for Ilwaco. Night after night as I sat there, pon dering over the horrors of the day that had passed, the 'Arrys and 'Arrlets hug ging each other in broad daylight, the Punch and Judy shows, the disgusting trippers with their filthy babies, I felt a wild, fierce longing for tho mighty Pacific, the ceaseless roar of its tremendous breakers rolling In on the "Washington shoro above Ilwaco. I pined for the lonely grandeur of the North Head forest. Dead Man's Hollow and tho Fishing Rocks. Six thousand miles is none tbo far away to be from the London tripper. I wanted to go home on the first steam er, but my wife wouldn't do it. She had to go to Paris to do some shopping. Wo went to some other places In tho south of England, but we did not like them, so we went back to London to get a fresh start. Our landlord at 6Belsizo avenue was glad to see us. Ho had saved a lot of letters for us. Among them was one from Harris. He did not seem to be having as much fun as he expectcti to have. His letter was full of gloom and despair. He had lost his pooketbook. containing among othe rthlngs a 5100 diamond brooch that he had bought for his sister at home. As we had had all the motoring we wanted for awhile, wo concluded to go over to Paris, and look after HarriB and cheer him up. Paris is a long way from Portland, but it is only an eight-hour ride by train and boat from London. Thero are several ways to go. All the Dukes and wealthy New Yorkers go across by Dover and Calais, so I selected the Dieppe and Newhaven route. Harris was at the station to moet us. 1 was glad to see him. He had Improved considerabl yslnce he left London He was quiet and subdued. He didn't talk so ear nestly and volubly about his lands and bonds and things; and then, too, ho had found out about Marie Antoinette, Louis XVI, the little Trianon, Madamo du Whatsername. the Three Musketeers and th Queen's Necklace. He was getting quite literary, and, at times, I was quite proud of him. He had written such glowing accounts of the place whore he stayed that I thought wo would take a chance and go there ourselves. It was secluded, inex pensive and select, he said. Ingenious Sletcr In a Cab. I did not like the name of the street it was on. It had a German name that had to be pronounced with a French accent. I was afraid that we might have difficulty with the Paris cabby. The Paris cab-driver is not a pictu resque individual, but he is very particu lar about pronunciation when one tells him where to go. If you, don't get it Just rlgth he won't go at all. I used to have an Idea that, in order to speak French with the true Parisian ac cent, one had to shrug his shoulders and look like an idiot. I saw that I was wrong when Harris, with dignity and ac curacy, told our cabby to drive' to 26 Rue de Lubcbk. Harris may act like an idiot once In a while, but he never looks like one. I knew that he said it right because the cabby set his taximeter at 73 centimes and started off immediately. I fell in love with the taximeter at once. Its useful simplicity would appeal to any philosophic mind. It is a cyclom-eter-Uke affair, with a llal where the passenger can see it. Aptlie cab wheels along It registers incepflmes how much you will have to pay. The minimum charges is 75 centimes, so the cabby sets it at that figure before he starts. He has , to drive 75 centimes worth before the dial -will register again. After that every time the figures move you get stuck for 20 centimes. Sometimes you are inclined to imagine that the figures are moving at a fearful speed, but when you reflect that 33 cen times Is only 2 cents they do not seem to go so fast. Besides the amount registered by the taximeter, you have to Rive up S cents to assuage the cabby's thirst. This gratuity is known in French as a "pour bolr." It sounds so much like "poor boy" that It would be a mean man who would refuse 1U A French Breakfast. I liked the place that Harris'took tis to. The building waa old, and at one time It had been a convent. I felt some doubts when, as Harris rang: the bell a mysterious door in a high atone wall opened in a ghostly manner, but my fears were allayed when we were once Inside. It was peaceful and cnltnt ancient and romantic. I was delighted with its private gardens, its rambling' corridors. and pleasant rooms. We were in the heart of France and living- the life as the -native7 lives it. It was all very interesting; but I did. not like the breakfast that they brought to my room next morning. It consisted of a large tray, one cup of tea, a napkin, two lumps of sugar and a small French roll about the size of a Frankfurter sausage. I looked at it long- and earnestly, wondering- what it was for. I thought it roust be for an Invalid next door, but as no one came back for It I con cluded that It was an Introductory af fair preceding a real meal to be served in the salle manger down stairs. As I ate it, I was delighted with what I thought -was a pleasing French cus tom. Later, when I discovered that it was all 1 was to have until noon, I thought some loud thoughts about Harris, but I did not say anything, be cause I remembered the diamond brooch. Harris' Lost Brooch. Imade several attempts to get Har ris to talk about his loss. Ordinarily he was quite communicative, but on this occasion he seemed to have some thing to conceal and was strangely reticent. I did ont ask him where he lost the brooch, as I valued bis friendship too highly, but I did try to find out what steps he had taken toward Its recovery. Ho ignored all my questions with a gloomy Ilenco. There was a peculiar streak in Har ris character. Generally he was ener getic and resourceful, but when trouble The Oregon young woman who has Introduced her to Old Neptune. Tho distance beyond these two main figures is beautifully car ried out by the bathers scattered along the life line fur Into tho breakers. Akin to tho latter subject, and yet less of a sea and more of a figure picture is George F. Holman's "The Crabber A Foggy Morning." This soft gray carbon print is excellently composed and so" rightly belongs to the genre' class. There is fine contrast of life, as represented by the woman Just lifting a big crab on-hcr rake and the great expanse of ea stretching into the fog behind her. Tho distribution of light and dark tones gives contrast- and variety without the repose necessary to true harmony being broken up. - Among, the marines arc four of similar character, presenting slight variations. They are "In Portland Harbor. 'by Harry G. Smith, "A Bit of Marine." by Henry Berger. Jr., "Discharging Coal," by George F. Holman, and "A Sea Rovor." by Lynds W. Jones. All four represent freight ships lying alongside a dock, whoso worn posts are reflected in the small ripples of the river, which, in Mr. Holman's print increase to wave motion and in Mr. Bcrgcr's lap against a stretch of weedy stones that add much to the plcturesqucncss of his print, which Is of a beautiful soft brown tint. Other marines that accord more with our preconceived idea of such subjects arc: "Old Ocean's Roll," by J. A. Haran, showing a huge roll of surf about to topple over; "The Lifeboat." by George F. Holman, an enlargement of a detail from a small negative Into a print "Im pressionistic" In effect. If we may ap ply a very descriptlvo term belonging to the treatment of colored pigments. The boat Is dashing into the surf, which rolls powerfully towards us and almost envelops the craft that seems so weak in its embrace, yet will come forth vic tor: "Marine," by L N. Lipman, very delicate harmonies In gray In a soft gray frame: "On the Lagoon. Venice." by Fred H. McClurc one of the "strongest" effects of light and shade and reflections In tho gallery; a group of seven sea studies by George S. Shepherd, which are announced In the catalogue by appro priate couplets from "The Anclnct Mari ner." as are his other two subjects. "A Sail! A Sail!" (a girl in nautical costume on the lookout up in the rigging of a ship) and "Where Shakespeare Sleeps." a view of Stratford from the Ai-on. tho church spire showing at the left and the accompanying couplet being from the great bard's epitaph: "Blese bo ye man yt snares these stones, , And curst be he yt- moves my bones." Then in this marine class is a fine "Comlnp Storm," (surf lashed and driven before the wind, while angry clouds roll in dark masses overhead), by Hurry G. Smith. A small and very pleasing study "On the Columbia." by H. J. Thorne and the familiar little lighthouse on stilts down at tbo Junc tion of the two great rivers, "A Fa miliar Beacon" to guide those "that go down to the soa in ships" by way "bf the Willamette and the Columbia. Down in this direction is Ilwaco Beach, whose fine surf is shown in a beautifully developed print by Mr. Hol man. The landscapes show the usual cnoice of scenes In many cases, paths through the woods, brooks shaded by great trees or marshlands loved of the bird hunter. Of 4. these, the landscape by J. J. Tyrrell, in which a stream winds between meadow banks is in every way worthy of pratae, because of excellent selection of point of view, of harmony in development of tones and for a poetic quality that Imbues It with the feeling found in the best -oil paintings. Of special interest are the two land scapes that introduce cattle and tho one wth the Irish donkey. The first one. '"Peaceful Valley," represents cows drinking- In a stream at the foot of a slope crowned by beautiful trees. The clouds in this picture arc soft and good. The second one. "On Columbia Slough," is a fine study of marshland and cattle by W. D. Smith and the third, "On the Way to Market," repre sents an old Irish woman driving her donkey and queer cart through a rich Irish copse. This was taken by H. EL Powell, and is an excellent character study. Among- the most beautiful landscapes arc the one Utat took the silver cup came to him. be became deeply relig ious. Like John D. Rockefeller and other wealthy men, he wanted to do something- for the Lord, so that, when the last day came, the Lord would not dwell so long- on the other things that he had done. He was a Presbyterian by birth. Once he held the office of deacon. I am not quite sure that there Is such an official In the Presbyterian Church as a deacon, but. at any rate, he was a deacon, because I heard him cay so. It may have been some other church that be belonged to. Whatever church it was that he at tended, he firmly believed In fate, and foreord I nation. "What was to be, bad to be," I have heard him say. Of course, his attempts to propitiate bis Maker did cot accord with bis be lief In predestination, but a slight logi cal difficulty of that sort was nothing to him. He was buying- margins on the everlasting- hereafter, and be did not want to miss a bet. I may seem to be departing- from the subject, but I am not. It is all neces sary to explain how Harris . happened to be such a colossal chump, and why ho kept so still about the diamond brooch. JK Xotrc Dame. One day we went, to Notre Dame. There we saw an occasional devotee making- a votii'e offering- with flowers or lighted candles before the shrine of the Blessed Virgin or some other Illus trious saint. The feeling- of religious calm that pervaded that sacred edifice did not have the- proper effect on Harris. The lighting- of candles before the shrines seemed to cause him great sor row. Finally I asked: "What's the mat ter. Harris; don't you like the placcT "I hope those people will get what they are after, he said. What peoplcr Why, those people lighting candles. If they think they are going to set any thing. I am sorry for them." "Get whatr "Something that they want, or some thing that they have lost." "Tell me, Harris." I demanded, as a great light dawned upon me. "Is that what you did to get that brooch back? "Yej". be admitted. "I burned a whole lot. and I have not seen the brooch yet. I don't expect to. The whole thing Is a swindle, and those people are wasting their time." Pour, old Harris! I led him out Into the sunshine and tried to reason with him. In vain did I tell him that the lighting of candles was only an act of respectful devotion. He said that there wasn't any use going Camera Club's Continued From Pac Forty. offored by W. B. Struble. "A Wood land Path," by Henry Bcrgcr. Jr.. and "An Oregon Wild Duck I-akcr which was one of 400 chosen from among 10,000 photographs submitted In an In ternational contest not lonp ago. The detail of foreground, softness of dis tance and cloud effects are of especial note. Tho prize landscape Is of most attractive- character. Mr. Berger chore his subject with -a keen eye -for nature's bar monies of Une and grouping. A clump of trees, mostly leafless, stand at the left of n path that winds and winds far away into the distance, bearing always a little to the right, and on the -ight of the path a few straggling tree, leafless, but rol in the least unsightly, add to the baL ance of lines. The foreground has enough of detail of undergrowth and broken soil to give contrast to the soft. Indistinct distance and fleecy clouds. "The Slough and the Marsh" by Charles H. Hocg. Is on of the most pJeatag bits of landscape treatment and bl? "Night" brings out some good contrasts of light and shade. The architectural and other foreign scenes by Fred H. McClurc have been greatly admired. The pure Greek rains on the Acropolis "Caryatid Porch. Athene. Greece." and "Temple Sibyl. TlvoU. Italy." aro In relief against a cloudlem sky. where not a curve above or beyond dis turbs the purity of the ruined pillars and capital? or fragments of walls. The shadows on the steps In the latter pic ture are clear, yet not harsh, and the nearness of bunches of gorse relieves the tyo from any posriblc sense of hardness or mechanical effect. Mr. Gejrge H. Rotners "A Favorite Fishing Spot," lt very beautifully treated In the developing, keeping softness, yet distinctness, a very desirable combina tion. A group of nine prints by L C Hcnrichscn show eight pleasing- scones, such as are always favorites In photo graphysylvan scenes, one at Cazadero and one. "High Bridge at Estacada." His ninth Is "A Memory." a very pleasant memory, tho splendidly Illuminated Ex position grounds with the dome of tho Agricultural Building dominating all. The work .ent up from California by the two founders of this Oregon Camera Club Includes two landscapes by one brother and figures by the other. The landscapes are rich In the luxuriant ver dure of Oregon's neighbor on the south and the figures are from the dwellers In Chinatown a type, together with In dians, which finds most frequent por trayal In the West. As the Chinaman becomes accustomed to American ways It will be less easy to portray him in a setting of local color. A near approach to this result has been obtained by H. C. Forbes In "A Chinese Opium Joint." The scene must seem very realistic to one who has over vis ited the Chinese quarters of a large city. The grouping could not have been bet ter had It been posed. In fact, probably not so good, for here Nature has posed the subjects. The man who Is Just taking his last long inhalation from the pipe whose bowl is held over the lamp's bright flame Is even more dramatic In his pose than the one about losing con sciousness and the one who Is already oblivious to all around him. It is a-repulsive subject, but clererly done by the artist Other figure work of Interest Is "Con fidence." by J. A. Haran. an Indian brave leaning against a tree, arms fold ed; a modern Sacajawea. "An Indian Ma donna" (deserving great praise), and "Portrait, a Greek Study," the latter be ing the silrcr cup portrait. These and "Defiance" and "The Fortune Teller are all by Mr. Haran. Other artists who excel In portraits and figure composition are E. J. Gray; Mr. Holman, with "A Jar of Honey and a portrait in a quaint, old-fashioned bon Tiet and fichu, also an exquisite little warm yellow carbon portrait, melting like a miniature into the background: Lynds W. Jones, who has a good Chinese group: 1. N. Lipman, whose "Morning News" attracts much .favorable comment for Its natural posing and soft but clear treatment: George H. Rotncr"a "Bashful" boy. and Harry G. Smith's little boy In overalls: W. D. Smith's "Robert and "Mildred"; J. J. Tyrrell's portrait of a beautiful, curly-headed boy. and Sim R. Winch's portrait of an elderly woman reading, and a clever Chinese group. The animal pictures free of landscape to that trouble unlesa there was some thing in It, and that If the thing was, any good at all he should have bad his diamond brooch. I took him over to the Morgue, hoping that it would cheer him up. The Morgue Is the depository for the unidentified dead of Paris, "and Is one of the advertised sights of the city. There were five patients at the Morgue the flrat day we went. Harris wanted to go the next day to see If any more bad been added to the collection. The Paris Morgue, so far as I know. Is the only one of Its-kind In the world. When the bodies are received they are first frozen stiff, then propped up In a gracefel attitude In a wheeled chair, and placed in an Ice-cold chamber before a plate-glass screen, where they can be recognized by their friends. It Is really quite comfortable and cheer ful. A Friend In Xeed. It Is said that In New York, or London I don't remember which that there are more Jews than-in Palestine, more Irish than in Tipperary, and more niggers than In Rome. I may have that saying a lit tle mixed, but. anyway, I am getting to say that In Paris there are more 'Amer icans than In Astoria. v It was quite a relief to get away from the rising, infuriating inflection of the cockney dialect and bear the good old English like we have it at home. Nevertheless It is quite convenient to know a Utile French. When we' left the morgue wo wanted to go to Cook's office and get some tickets for a trip through Belgium and Holland. Neither one of us knew where It was, but we thought we could find it if we could locate the Place de 1' Opera. Harris had studied French, but he was afraid to say what he knew out loutf. I asked him how to say "where Is." and then I went up to a soldier-Just as though I was a born Frenchman and said: "Ou est Place dc rOperaT I knew that I would not understand a word he said, but I hoped that he would point. He did. so Harris and I went off In that direction. I must have made a great Impression on that Frenchman, because not more than a minute after an Englishman who could really talk French came along and asked him that same. question. The sol dier tojd him to follow us. as that was where we were going, and that he had given us full and explicit directions. Presently we heard the sound of rapid footsteps, and then the voice oC an Eng lishman. "Oh, I beg pardon, but would you mind letting me go with you? I want to find the Place de l'Opera. A soldier' Just told me that you knew where it was." He never smiled when we told him how It was, but he went along and helped us to And It. M. B. WELLS. Best Exhibit are few In number, Mr. Holman's fine tortoise shell cat and Harry G. Smith's siiaggy puppy. 'Don; being the only two, as tfio "Elk," by L. E. Anderson. The last-named artist has ' one of the very few flower studies. In this case combined with landscape, "Erythronlums. which grow very near the summit of snow capped mountains.. The other flower pieces -are: 'Chrysan themums," by Harry G. Saiith; "Carna tions." by J. A. Haran; "Apple BIos oms,' "California Popples' and "Poet ess Narcissus," by W. D. Smith, and "Wild Anemones." by George F. Holman. The anemones, being printed on green carbon paper, reproduce the natural tints of- leaf and flower in a most satisfactory way. There are a few excellent examples of fruit and - still - life. "Apples." and "Pears." by W. D. Smith, and "Still I'lfe." by the "same artist. In which a banana partly peeled, an apple, a glass half filled with wine and the wicker wine flask forming a pleasing group. A de lightful basket of "Apples" is by J. II. Thorne. who also has a bunch of grapes and leaves hanging as a paneL There were about half a dozen pictures that were classed under that elastic head "genre." Of these, the one receiving the prize of a silver cup was "chicks," by W. D. Smith. This represented an anx ious hen gazing down on three soft balls of yellow, diving after some morsel on the barn floor, while two more downy creatures peep from beneath her wings. In addition to the four prizes for in dividual subject, was one for best gen eral exhibit. This was awarded to George T. Holman who displayed IS subjects, 15 of which were in competition and covered every class except fruit shown at this Exposition. Many of the artists showed great versa tility In their subjects, coming under sev oral clawcs. The Judges were chosen from men liv ing in Portland and were Cliarles Butter worth. W. B. Struble, A. Tucker and M. Meyer. The prizes consisted of four small silver cups, gold-lined, one each for portraiture. landscape, marine and genre, and a larger silver cup. gold-lined, the Judd trophy. which In awarded for the best general ex hlblt and must be won three times (no two In succession) before it can be re tained by the winner. The prizegivers and winners were as follows: a Portraiture, by L. W. Jones to J. A. Horan. Landscape, by W. B. Struble, to Henry Berger, Jr. Marine, by Henry Berger, Jr., to Harry G. smith. Genre, by J. A. Horan. to W. D. Smith. . Best general vxhiblt, by E. Y. Judd, to George F. -Holman. The preponderance of carbon prints over the older methods, bromides, etc.. was a noticeable and gratifying feature of the exhibit. Mr. Holman showed work on six different carbon tints and one porcelain effect. The carbon process, al though alower in bringing results and somewhat more expensive than other pro cesses, is more durable, henco more satis factory and for this reason cheaper In the end. A singular old-time method of ob taining a photograph Is here repre rented. Dana Sleeth shews In his ex cellent group of six views three pin hole photographs so-called. The pro cess requires long- time exposure, the length varies with subject and tfher conditions, hence Is matter of conjee ture. For this reason the quickly- working- lens superseded the pinhole. or absence of lens method. The out lines obtained by this method are so soft that they resemble the elasticity of freehand work. But because of tho Ion? time exposure living objects' can not come under the process. With all its beauties of effect it Is easy o see why It was abandoned. If a suggestion might be allowed as to future tendencies. It would be to this effect: Cloud study. 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PORTLAND, OREGON been jrlvcn of early specimens of the,' clockmaker'g art. not the least Inter esting are the several types of lamp clocks. One of these was of a Jcind qultc common In the 17th century and consisted of a lamp burner placed at the base of a glass oil "receptacle mounted vertically on a suitable stand ard. The oil reservoir had ' attached to It a scale, facing the burner and showing the hours, beginning - at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, at which time the lamp was to be lighted in Winter, and ending at 7 o'clock In the morning. The lamp being lighted, the gradually descending level of the oil, as com bustion proceeded, marked the "hours. The other dbvlce. of later origin, dat ing back to the beginning of the pres ent century, utilized the same prin ciple. Jt consisted of two communi cating oil chambers, superposed by a clock dial. In one of tho chambers was placed a night lamp to Illuminate this dial, and in the other was sus pended a float from a cord which passed around a small r-ulley. The lat ter was mounted on a horizontal axis ending In the center of the dial. The MISS TJOSOTHT CLAXK, 2130 Greaikaw Sfc, CHICAGO. AmiKlernic LITTLE FRANCES' MARIE KMOWLTOM wboe photograph appears herewith kaa a most beautiful head of goldeahair, thicker than the crown of glorr of mosk mature women. France Is only four years old, and her hair hangs within 12 inches of the floor. The extraordinary hair strengthening qualities of DanMrhw has grown for this little girl the most admirable head of hair ever possessed by a child of her age in the world. The other two ladies whose photographs are shown here are certainly delighted with the reeaks they are getting. Neither of thera having hair thatwould reach to their waists before beginning the use of DMfcriK. JT IS POSITiVE AMO PERMANENT Nt ITS -RESULTS When applied to the scalp on either old or yoang, it saakee the hair sprout and grow thick, long and beautiful, and then k so waiting around for weeks and isontbe to see resutts, either. Any drag gist will refund the price if it does not Mj coaplisk eray reeult we ckuaa. NOW at all eraggiste ia three size6, 25 cents, 50 cents and $1 .90 per bottle. PUpr To show how (fafckrr Bawrferiw aets ire wilt sea a torse supto free hy refers mil to sar oee who sends this adTerttsemat te'fee KaawHaa Saaderiae Ce Chleage, wtta (Mr sane 34 344ro4-l i eat5 Va stive for stacks to pay postage. TOR SALS AXD GUARANTEED float, of course, 'descended as the oil was consumed and carried the index hand along witlt it. thus making the hours precisely as In the case already cited. At their best these timepieces could have had only an indifferent de gree of accuracy, yet they probably served their purpose well and certainly are Interesting at the present time as illustrating some of the expedients adopted by mechanicians of an earlier period. A DREAM IN ARCHITECTURE Taj Mahal One of World's Most Bcautifnl Buildings. Metropolitan Magazine. The best of the Taj is that however and whenever one vlews.lt. it never seems to lose Its freshness, its fantastic beauty. Enter the great stono portal, set In the walls that surround the tomb and you step from the blazing dust-choked atmosphere of the world Into a green, cool garden. You may sit within a shaded arbor be GREW THIS HAIR AND WE CAN prove it: RtMto frern Hi mt art QUICK and PERMANENT. ITtAJfCXS MARIE XXOWITOX, H9 Garfield BoaJerard, C&leago, Tll Az 4 Years. WOODARD, CLARKE & COMPANY.' BT fore a shrub-dotted' lawn and watch tho white-robed natives moving noiselessly along the double path that leads to your fairy palace. Its dome rising, a great, white blazing hemisphere into an azure sky. and Its four srendcr guardian min arets at the four corners of the pedestal on which It stands. Then as the afternoon wears on and the dome begins to shade half white, half black and pink evening clouds float by lazily, you Join the white-robed- natives and move with them slowly along the walk toward the Taj, listening to their low-voiced salutations and the splashing of numberless little fountain jets. The white of the marble is softened now and; takes a faintly yellow tinge, and as you draw closer what from the distance seems smooth, untouched white marble. Is In reality intricately Inlaid In graceful scroll-like patterns over door and arch way all done in semi-precious stones Truly the "Pathans designed like Titans and finished like Jewelers." A signboard In Chartrts, Franc. bars thtf following inscription: "K. Plchot, dealer in flren-ood. polisher of floors, undertaker and embalmer. festival and weddlnfr dinners and suppers provided. Debtors evicted." MISS T.VCT 3CA.T, 5938 Ferestrlll Ave CHICAGO.'"