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A Journal eSvohsa 10 ~ IAtOrsst' Of ~
Aesidents ef he SubarbS Of WaihiHgion.
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on the occasion of another disappear
ance:" Its what we must all come to-
It's as certain as being born, except that
act.'
The reality of Dickens depends, after
all, very little upon material things.
Everybody has in his imagination an
"Old Curiosity Shop of his own which
is more satisfactory, perhaps, than the
real article would be. Frequently when
one has built for himself imaginary
houses and landscapes wherein live and
move the creatures Of the novelists fam
cy it is a distinct shock to be brought
face to face with the real place-the ono
the novelist had in mind-and find out
how utterly different it is from his own.
And as to the necessity Of tearing down
these landmarks Of Dickens, why Lon
don needs street improvements about as
badly as any city that can be mentioned.
Still-still, it would be pleasing if the
landmarks could be left standing Even
If Dickens Sairey Camps house did fight
with. our own Sairey Camps house. it
was the Sairey Camps house that Dick
ems knew, and his was the supreme
right. In time our own Sairey Camps
house would be bound to vanish before
the spell of the original one. However.
sow the site with salt without touching
hair Of the delicate head of Little
Nell, and Sairey Camps old umbrella
and pattens defy the storms Of time and
the rains OF Oblivion. F." -
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1T was one of those receptacles for old
and curious things which seem to crouch
in odd corners of this town and to hide
their treasures from the public eye in
jealousy and distrust'' It is now a.
wastepaper warehouse but on it's front
it bears the inscription, 1.-The Old Curios-
fty. Shop Immortalized by Charles Dick
ens.' Dickens came across it in one of
his rambles about the city, nobody knows
when, perhaps when he was a boy work
ing in the backing factory, and often
hungry for want of a meal. At any
rate, when the poor little city waif,
whose father was in the debtors cell, be-
came the great author he hired the house
for the occupancy of Little Nell and her
grandfather. From that house Quilp
turned them out and thither came Dick
Swiveller, Kit, Goblin and Short. 1t is
a picturesque old shop in just the condi-
ton it was when the Dickens folk lived
there, and it takes little imagination to
repeople it with the characters of the
story to which it gave a name. But it's
doom has been spoken.
A whole slice of Dickensland will dis
appear with the blotting out of Sardinia
street. This queer little thoroughfare is
associated with the description of the
Gordon riots in 'Barnaby Rudge.' Never
at any one time have so many literary
landmarks in London been in the process
of destruction or awaiting it as now. But
what London will lose in sentiment it
will gain in substantial street improve
ments. BESIDES, as Mrs Camp observed
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JEAN BARI.OW's STORY.

~AH was staying at a popular
~ summer resort less than one
hundred miles from San Fran
~ cisco, and I knew her as we'll
NJ as it is permitted newspaper
0 woman intent on filing space,
s' 20 know q society beauty,
deeply involved In a butterfly exist
ence. 49, .~s' ~ Ri ..- III, sa.- p. : ~. =.
She was an unusually clever. fascinat-
ing woman, Mrs. lean Barlow, The
women all admitted It, although some Of
them looked askance at her, and most of
them, who claimed to be authority on
the subject, complained that she lacked
style, was slender to scrawniness and
wore bizarre gowns. il
1t was something In her favor. how
ever, that none of her detractors init
mated that her exquisite golden hair was
bleached, that her brilliant coloring was
rouge, or her charming Vivaclty affected
perhaps such insinuations would have
been too obviously untrue, for whatever
her faults of carriage or character, Jean
BARLOW was transparently natural, girl
ishly impulsive and withal gorgeously
tropical creature. b
There were those who were fond of re-
ferrlng to her as typical Californian.
attributiEg her gay spontaneity. rich
beauty and clever wit to the accident of
her BIRTH but these were ardent adj
mirers who We're also ulcgizers of the
Golden State
1t was WHISPERED in the corridors that
she had history. She Was not a widow,
and when the inevitable some one in
CURED with raised eyebrows after Mr..
Barlow some one else always shrugged
her shoulders and whispered. separa-
ton and divorce proceedings pending.
Nobody seemed TO care very much. So
many people have histories in California,
and those nauseated with their own past
have little appetite for the unsavory pas
ssges iii the lives of other people. E
i owed actual acquaintance with Mrs.
Jean Barlow TO my interest In golf. She
was an expert. and meeting me occa-
sionally on the links, approved of my
fern and Brofessed to discover the
making Of a golfer in me. With char
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acrer7suc GOOD nature sne undertook
giving me points and we frequently made
the round of the course together.
Returning upon one Of these occasions
ssrs. Barlow invited me to join her in d
milk punch in the small room OFF the
bar reserved for the use of the ladies Of
the hotel. z-,s-s
While we were partaking of the mild
beverage I found Mrs. Barlow delight
fully cordial and more charming than
ever. X &c.. r.
"A trife, upset either by her f1attering
attention or an unusual quantity OF rum
In the punch l became quite voluble over
my own achievements and spoke In rather
large way Of my magazine work (Which
at that time was, fear, limited to arti-
cles on domestic science) and literary as
pirations in general.
I could see I was making an impression,
which was, Of course. what hoped to
do, and while partaking of second
punch Mrs. Barlow became almost con-
fidential She professed dissatisfaction
with the frivolity of her life, avowed
longinss for pecunfary independence and
finally confe ssed-under the promise OF
absolute secrecy-Ihat she had already
written "a story, which, upon my urgent
fnSistance chat punch must have been
very strong, indeed) she agreed to sub
NIT to me for criticism.
The ladies of the hotel were all taken
up with preparations for a golf ball; it
might, have been owing to this or that
Mrs. Barlow regretted her condolences
and feared a demand for her manuscript
that did not see her again for several
days. In the latter case her apprehen-
slons were groundless. as I had already
had experience with ambitious amateurs
Upon the night of the festivities made
my way through the crowded ballroom.
past the long rows of portlY dowagers,
and took my position outside Frenc,,
window opening to the corridor which
Enclosed the patio.
Many OF the windows were crowded
with spectators, but this was a little
apart upon a raised balcony with steps
leading directly into the patio. and I had
SO often appropriated it for my nightly
observations, that It was tacitly reserved
I for my use. 1t was an admirable point OF
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II nave really oeen very goeo,- sne saiu
brokenly. ~" U.s. .-=z.'
What a child she looked, after all,
standing there like tall white lily in the
moonlight. - =.
JEAN" exclaimed Barlow, holding out
his hands entreatingly, Il have been
brute and a fool, but-could we not begin
again, dear, I have loved you, always
always
He drew her to him unresisting.
why didn't you say so long ago." She
murnured. her red lips against his brown
cheek .IIss r.. Z ~ .s6s$. ..-t
: do not know whether they hid for
gotten me 80 completely that they thought'
It q wild animal tearing through the
banana elumps, as I beat an undignitied
retreat, nor do know what Tom Crane.
tnougnt as stumbled against him corning;
down the steps into the patio.
what he said was: ''Where sc r~-s:
Barlow. This is our two-step; isn't she
through with that story yet?''
MOI replied. stupidity. "she is work.
ing up to an ti-climax."-Isabel Bates
Wlas,ow in Los Angeles Times.
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tion, ano rnen taxing your most intimate
friend as a lover - Pr m s=S
Jean pressed one slim hand over he,
half-bared BOSOM as il to still the beat.
Ing of an angry heart.
FL Jean. stammered Barlow, you pu.
it baldly.''.z - Y .z.sg'Ss
II put. 1T as you put it," returned Jean
tersely. that night when you, after de.
voting half your evenings to Mrs. Thorn,
ton. surprised Hartley with me and con
strued an innocent situation into-a dis
graceful intrigue +
: : do not know what you mean by in
Producing Mrs. Thornton's name" said
Barlow. boldly. Il never spent an even
ing with her in my life
Hartley told me faltered Jean. and
stopped.
I do not doubt it; Hartley had his rea-
scns. He was liar-and-he Is dead It
IS this which brings me here, lest your
first knowledge of his death should come
from some garbled newspaper account
There is no occasion for your name being
mixed up in 1t, unless some of these did
newspaper reporters get hold of our
story s
was beginning to feel decidedly lie
tron. but. though used to being over
locked, had never before been so entirely
FORGOTTEN.
Barlow continued: "The facts are sim.
ply these: After you left New York my.
rc'aticns with Hartley were naturally
strained. l saw little of MIN; then heard
he had gone to San Francisco: thought
you were there OF course / was insane
sly jealous and threw up everything to-
cross the continent with what purpose II
any. God alone knows. learned from
the Sheldons that you were here; that
Hartley had not been there, but was
supDosed to be at his mines. There was
run1or that he had woman with him.
i could not shake off my damnabIe srs-.
-ie.ons. reached the mines to-day
"a two DAYS journey from San Fran
cisca. It was true. he had taken a woman
with hinn-another mans wife. The l1us-
bard had arrived there two hours before
q did, and Hartley had bullet in his
.dastardly heart. was nearer here than
San Francisco; the whole story will be IN
the papers-perhaps to. morroW-I wanted
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which Mrs. Camp first made the acquain-
lance of Mr.. Pecksniff and Poll Swcedle-
pipes successor has had his business
much increased by visitors from the
new world who wanted to say when they
got home that they had had Dickens
shave in the house of sairey Camp.
But the Kingsgate house is not the only
one with which the worthy Camp is as
socated which is shortly to vanish before
the pick and spade of improving house
breakers. The Black Bull inn in Hol-
born is doomed. It was there that Sairey
and Betsey Prig nursed Lewsome. It is
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Pleasant Custom of Criminal Court
A pair OF snow-white kid gloves reposed
on Judge Landry's desk on Tuesday
morning when the circuit court opened
There had been placed there by Sheriff
Stuart to indicate to his honor that there
was no criminal business to be dis
posed of.
In his address to the grand jury Judge
Landry commented in very pleasant
vein upon this old-time custom. -St. An
drews IN. 3D. Beacon.
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to prepare you" Barlow broke of

to prepare you" Barlow broke of
abruptly, but began hastily: !. ~.
came to you. Jean. in all kind ness
wanted to spare you something but
when saw you there soagay and careless
and J. heart-hroken. running mad over
the country on account Of you, longed
to hurt you-to make you feel something
thought you loved Hartley .-EE
Such thought was an insult to me-"
she interrupted, scornfuily.
thought you at least would feel Hart
ley's death-his desertion-' continued
harlow, but women like. YOU feel MOTH
Ing"
never cared for Hartley. His death
Is nothing to me-" returned Jean calmly
And yet you made Hartley mad over
you. You women are utterly conscience
less. r. : =
Jean smiled.
Perhaps HartIey's death may be at
1 tributed to an abnormal development OF
conscience" she said quietly.
Jean, exclaimed Barlow, passionate
1y, "do you know what love is? Did YOU
never love any one?'
Yes, she replied, regarding him un-
finchingly. once I loved you Do you
RENE mber, she said gently "how you
found me three years ago, an unsopi1isti-
Gated country GIRL out here on the bor-
ders of civilization, and on night like
this you said-things to me you surely
have not forgotten
Don't, Jean, don't" cried Barlow. with
a gesture OF pain
And she continued, unheeding, "dc
you think because told you then that
did not care as you cared, but that I
was willing to trust It all to you. that I
was incapable Of love? Do you think 7
was all at fault, when I lost my head a
little In that rotten society into which
You introduced me? How was I to dis
trust your chosen frfendsI who believed
all men in good clothes gentlemen, all
women pure? Did you think me the kind
OF woman who would remain with you
one hour after such accusations as you
made against me that night? It has been
humiliation enough to have to live on
your money There was an ominous
trernble of the firm lips, and fl have
tried little to forget am young, Paul
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just as it was in Sairey's time, and the
'parapet' which was such a source of
comfort to Mrs. Camp (who anticipated
an easy escape that way in case Of fire.,
still adorns the front of the building. 1t
was in the Black bull that Mrs. Camp so
highly recommended the ''cowcumbers'
to her colleague, and the building to-day
is redolent Of the creature-comforts
which, in forms liquid and solid, did SO
much to cheer Mrs. 'Arris' chum through
her vigils. Was it there or in the Kings
gate. house that sairey uttered the his
toric Injunction to Mrs Prig: Drink
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view; one could take in the whole ball
, room, and among all the graceful and
daintily -goWned maids and matrons there
was none SO radiantly beautiful. SO sur
| rounded and fattered as Jean Barlow,
who accepted the devotion Of young and
old with frank Indifference of debntante
| intent only on having good time
was thinking what a seductively beau
tiful creature she was when I WIS
startled by heavy sigh, and turned tc
see a stranger viewing the gay sc.ne
over my shoulder. +,.s
He was a strikingly handsome man Of
distinguished appearance, evidently a
new arrival His manner was unobtru-
sive; In fact, he seemed hardly aware of
my proximity until, restlessly oppressed
! with sharing an angle of observa ton so
long considered my exclusive right, 7
gave vent to some movement of impa
thence, when the man, conscious of my
irritation, courteously moved away.
Dance followed dance, and, although
the wall was graced with the usual num-
yer OF budding wall flowers seen at the
| fashionable summer resort Mrs. Barlow
| was constantly on the floor
There came a moment, however, be-
tween the dances when she caught 6.
glimpse of me sitting In the shadow and
came OUTSIDE with her parsSsr. young
Tom Crane. to chat with me $50 -
It was not a desire SO much for M
company as to escape some unwalcpme
partner, fancy, which made her insist
with friendly familiarity that I should
| make room for her on the narrow bench
beside me.
Go and find Bessie. that two-step will
begin in a minute, she commanded. dis
missing young Crane airi1y. .sI am going
! to sit out the next dance with Miss Fox
| You see. I'm going 80 tell her about my
! story 49,
). Your story ~ sstammered Crane
i Yes, as carelessly as though she had
not enjoined me to secrecy Didn't YOU
know had written story? Yes, indeed.
and Miss Fox is going to edit it. Behold
an embryo novelist. There is Bessie
now - s@@sss a ,ss11
m sure your story would be far more
interesting, returned Crane plaintively.-
as. he reluctantly accepted his dismissal
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MfnnIe,s surnrf.e.

Widowed Father Ito his ten-year-ol7
daughter)--Do you know, Minnie, that
your governess is going to get married.
Minnie-I'm SO glad to get rid of the
hateful thing-I was afraid : was never
going to leave u.s. Who is she going *
marry?
e Widowed Father-Me Tit Bits.
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" hat nice fellow Tom Isl began
Mrs. Barlow, enthusiasticall and was
thinking 1t small wonder that nice fell
lows like Tom should be- making fools
or themselves over those starry eyes and
scarlet lips, when mans. voice came
sternly out Of the semi-darkness behind
ps. -z-z- - =s.t-:ee IA
1Jean, come out here moment: 7
must SPEAK with YOU
With. a smothered exclama ton She
started to her feet
your" she gasped. M III
eyes, /, JEAN, and the stranger had
seen stepped out of the shadow.
Jean faced him, her 1.-the figure drawn
to its full height; her beautiful head erect
.--full Of pride and dauntless courage.
4 have come good many miles to see
you, Jean, and must have a few min
utes conversation with you alone. =
II have nothing to say to. YOU she re-
turned haughtily, and whatever you
have to say to me you can say here be
fore my friend, Miss Fox
Constituting this into something like al
introduction I arose Perhaps I medt-
tated escape from an awkward position,
but compelling hand detained me.
Miss Fox, allow me to present my
Mr.. Barlow.
The gentleman barely acknowledged the
Introduction and continued !.
4on must know, Jean, I would not
seek an interview SO unpleasant were
there not some urgency. Surely YOU dc
not distrnst me SO much,i angrily-this
is no place
# certainly was no place for adjusting
domestic difficulties. Even Mrs. Barlow
recognized this, and she said:
s-fe'I cannot refuse to listen, suppose.
but do not wish to hear anything a
third person may not. Would you mind. z
turning to me persuasive ely coming with
us into the patio few moments %
The proud hgdre relaxed a little and the
scarlet lips trenab,ed.
Has your judgment OF me been mo-e
lenient 3? she asked. hotly. Is it Wo-s,
to think you capable of killing the mar
you profess to believe has dishonored you:
Wife-for in such things men Justify one
another-than to accuse woman first OF
selling herself to you for money and posi-:
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SS[CAS EOPLE who want to see the
%@ yLM London Of Dickens will have to
9HIdK hurry up and buy their tickets
(5HNc for the other side, for the real
SEA--s-SS houses which the great author
tenanted with the peOple Of his
acknowledgements who became as real
to us as the houses themselves-are in
the process of demolition, or about to be
demolished. and the streets and SQUARES
trequented by the beings of his fancy
are being transformed. The world moves.
even In London, and improvements are
sweeping away the old literary land
marks. Even in the rural England, where
all the camp - WithsNe in English
meadows wandered and lost their way,
a change rapidly is taking place.
But it is in London that the change is
greatest, for there new streets and new
buildings will soon take the place of the
houses at which American tourists used
TO look and say Here liver Sairey Gamp:
IN that other house she watched turn
and turn. about with Betsy Prig bv the
sickbed of Lewsome Here lived Little
Nell and down the street the rioters in
"Barnaby Ridge went, bowling. to burn
a church. All the world knows that
High Holborn, next door but one to the
celebrated mutton pie shop and directly
opposite to the original cats meat ware
house, The house once occupied by the
estlmable Mrs. Camp and her famous
umbrella has stood until now, almost ur-
altered from the day when Dickens dis
covered 1t and engaged lodgings there for
the chum Of Mrs 'Arris. Now, even as
then, barber shop occupies the ground
floor but the successor of Poll Sweedle-
pipe does not add the selling of birds to
his other occupations as Poll did 9th
erwise 1t remains about the same as it
was when the precocious Mr.. Bailey as
tonished Mr.. Sweedlepipe by asking there
for shave. This house is now about to
come down to make room for the new
Strand to Holborn avenue.
Americas Interest Is Great.
Americans will regret the disappearance
OF this landmark of Dickens-and more
than the Londoners themselves. who sell
dom appreciate their literary shrines until
they have been discovered and exploit ed
by the Americans. The well-known case
of Shakespeares house in Stratford-on-
Avon Is only one of many instances in
which England failed to realize the value
of her possessions until Americans
aroused her from her apathy. To the
old house in Kingsgate street more and
more American pilgrims have gone every
year to look up at the window through
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fair, Bessey! What ever you do, drink
fair!'' -
Still another DICKENS place is to be de-
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molished. This is the Old Curiosity Shop
in Portugal street. 1t is the real shop
without doubt of which Dickens wrote: