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son Appeal, viii recall what q famous
resort Bowers' mansion used to be in the
Hush times, some fifteen years ago.
Sandy Bowers made some lucky turns
in Crown Point and Belcher, and, almost
before he knew it, was worth . cool
million, end some say more. He be-
iieved that money was made to use, and
20 purchased some property near Wa
shoe lake, and built his mansion. II
was by far the most pretentious dwell
ing that ever had been thought Of in
Nevada, and when people saw the broad
aad solid masonry going up they won
dered Il it would not bankrupt its
builder. After the house was finished,
Bowers went to Europe for uphol-
stery and furniture. The house cost
about 500, 600 to build, and the furni-
ture cost about as much more. It was
q simple proposition with Bowers to have
everything in sight, regardless Of ex.
pense. He had about him some bad
advisers in those days, and, thsy led
him to all sorts Of extravaganoe. He
was open-hearted and liberal as the day,
and the mansion became q favorite re-
sort Hc was never happier then when
he had a big crowd dancing in his par
lors, and drinking his champagne. He
gave grand suppers, balls ami recep-
tions, and the bigger the crowd the bet
ter he liked it , <
This sort of things went ON for years,
and presently Bowers reached the bot
tom of his sack. Gradually the property
passed ont his hands. It went little by
little, but it went all the same, and
finally Sandy Bowers died in poverty
and left widow known as the "Washoe
Seeress," good, kind-hearted, genial
old lady, who makes a living by reveal
ing the future, and is looked upon as a
wond' riul medium by the Spiritualsts.
After his death, the glories of the man.
sion departed, and at the present time it
is uninhabited.
A reporter visited the place not 6
great while ago. The gate was tied up,
and the unbroken road showed that nc
carriages had driven through it for many
i day. A stroll over the grounds showed
that they were really deserted by every:
thing except the birds and jack-rabbits.
The dancing-hall was empty, and the
old bath-house, supplied with water
from the hot springs, had been turned
into q sort of hostelry by wayfarine
tramps, who, at the approach of foot
steps, crawled out and betook them
selves to the hills.
A rattlesnake lay coiled on the edge of
the masonry. Unabashed by human
presence, he continued basking in the
sun, and wore the air Of q party who
knew his rights. Lizards darted in and
out Of the crevices of the stones, and
mottled toads, with bellies of aldermanic
patterns, sweated and sweltered in the
grass, the growth of which NO lawn
mower had ever worried. The house
had kept pace with the premises in the
matter of decayiug. The doorsswese all
nailed up, and any one stepping on the
porch would wageriany amount that Ire
building was em1ty. -Eaeh tread rs
multiplied into score Of echoes which
only empty houses respond to. A peep
through the windows showed nothing
but uncarpeted foors, bare walls and
ghostly white ceilings. Bowers had
built fish poZJ when he was flush, and,
not forgetting that scenery was some
thing, placed an island in the center.
This was covered with . delightful
FFewth of willows, which swept the
water with truly picturesque effect. The
fab, snakes and turtles held possession
of this spot, and seemed oblivious Of in.
trusion.