Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1890-07-25

OF wafer through the hose.
'rhe muttering sound Of water is re-
| ,freshing this warm day." 1 said, as we
we're passing along the shady street.
Denver never seems to me oppressively
warm. The number of it's trees and foun-
tains and these little rills always insure q
refreshing temperature" said Melvorne.
''This city, with its wonderful develop
ment of art; the unexpected intelligence of
its people; their refined method of thought
and handiwork; their knowledge of science
and their great material wealth, exhibit
the beautiful theorem of Emerson when
he says The powers of busy brain are
miraculous and illimitablep Once this
was sterile waste. But mind, probably
the mind of one man. il we could trace it
home, was what conceived the possibilities
of this mighty city," said, after spending
| hours looking at the wonderful things
brought into use in the few years since
this was known as the great desert of the
West
"Why, Waverland, you are quite elo-
| quent in your praises of this new world.
But it is wonderful as you say. 1t is like
the fairy palaces in the Arabian Nights"
do you know how many inhabitants
this city has?'
About seventy-five thousand"
GLOW clear and pure the air seems. 1t
Is luxury to breathe it," said.
The climate is one of the things that
Denverites are very proud Of Do you see
that man with the hose watering his
plantsl" asked Melvorne, calling my at
tention to a beautiful yard where foun-
tain was sending up its silvery spray, that
| glistened in the rays of the setting sun.
"Yes, see him. What is the use of his
H. inc. 1golra
bright and fresh as those lilies at the base
of the fountain"
That's the secret of all this beauty II
it were not for the use of the bitches, pipes
and hose, the sitting sand would choke
everything in Denver"
"Why, are there never any showers to
supply nature with the needed moistures"
Seldom any rain falls, though clouds
often appear. The display of lightning is
magnificent and sometimes very destruct-
i've"
"How clear and bright the sunshine is.
What would they think in England or Ire
land of this ctmateg"
1T would be hard to tell. But the clear
| blue heavens and the bright sunshine are
among Denver's greatest charms"
! where do they get their building ma
terial from, there is such Variety" /
asked.
"There are brick kilns in the suburbs Of
the city. Stone and other material is
found near by. There is a great variety,
and men of taste choose the material best
suited to the style they intend to build"
81 have noticed that there seemed to be
an individuality in the style and shape Of
the buildings Not two are alike"
ftE,vpry ono qapyns IN viz with hia NEIGH
Dor in making his home the most attract
i've. Taste and wealth have worked with
magic power in changing these wild cac-
tus-growing plains into these charming
homes with grassy lawns and beautiful
flower gardens.
"There is a fine building, what is it?" I
inquired
That's their opera house; one of the fin
est on this continent"
'School houses and churches arc numer-
Gus. The people believe in education and
the cardinal virtues OF morality. Here
they seem to strive for the poetry Of life
the higher thought"
1--WE find here the intellectual culture
that makes life so attractive in well estab-
lished society. 1t is made up of New York,
Boston and the East, transplanted and
developed into more healthy state. Here
even the Bostonians forget to say, Il am
from Boston,"
We spent most delightful afternoon,
but when evening came we were so far
away from our hotel that we were glad to
take a street car for the return trip. These
handy little horse power coaches travel
the streets of Denver with as much pomp
as in any of the older cities of the Eastern
States. 1t was hard to believe that this
proud city was little more than half
score of years old Here was to be seen
the wonderful electric light; and the tele-
phone wires formed complete network
over our heads. The city was well furn-
ished with gas. Every luxury or need of
mans nature had been provided for.
When we reached the hotel we passed
into the dining rooms. AT table to the
left of our own was group of happy peo-
pie, if we could judge by their merry vol
ces and mirthful laughter.
whats the matter, Melvorne?"
asked, for his face was as white as
ghost.
Great heavens! Can it be she!" he ex-
claimed, without hearing my remark.
While / was watching his face / caught
the sound of familiar voice aud ex-
claimed, STELLAR
Though my back was toward the table ]
was sure it was my long lost friend Hope
sprang to life and dclled sclf-control.
was near the dearest object of my life.
soon should know if my future was to be
bright or dark. Supper was Of little mo-
ment now, the inner sensitive life was SUI
preme. Melvorne left the table and l fol-
lowed. We sought the hotel register.
There we found the names of Mr.. and Mrs.
T. X. Lollard, Lady Irving and Miss Stella
Everett, all of London, England. With
out n word w each passed to our rooms.
There, like David Copper6eld, we spent
some time over our toilets At last Mel
vorne came to my room, saying:
care you ready to go TO the parlors1
have sent word asking the party to meet
some old friends there For / discovered
that Miss Everett was your friend, and, no
doubt, you recognized Lady Irving as
| mine"
was ready in moment, and together
we entered the magnificent parlor. As
entered the door, heard my name called,
and fancied in an undertone of gladness.
1 crossed the room, scarcely knowing what