Mrs. F. H. God.lanl of Worcester, Mass., is
registered at the Poland Spring House.
Miss Anna L. Goessling of Brooklyn is at the
Mansion House. She will spend the season here.
.Mrs. Birnie, wife of Col. Birnie of Governor's
Island, and Miss Ingrain returned to the Rlansion
llunse on June 30th for the season.
Mr. and Mrs. S. iM. Innian of New York re-
turned to the Poland Spring House on June 30th.
They will remain during the season.
Mr. John Keeler, Miss Keeler and Miss II. L.
Keeler of New York were among the arrivals at
the Mansion House on Thursday evening.
Mr. and Mrs. A. Barry Bacon and Mrs. F^mma
W, Bacon of Boston and Miss May Bacon of
Hrookline are at the Poland Spring House,
Mrs, Nelson Bartlett celebrated her seventy-
eighth birthday at the Poland Spring House on
Thursday evening, June â€¢28th. Mr. Frank Bart-
lett, her' son, and iSIr. E. Randolph Bartlett, her
grandson, came from Maiden to be present on this
occasion. The table, which was spread in tlie
dining hall, was beautifully decorated with Amer-
ican beauties, and a delicious birthday cake. Mrs.
Bartlett was the recipient of many gifts and con-
gratulations. Among the number was a bag of
gold containing seventy-eight five dollar gold pieces,
a gift from her husband, Mr. Nelson Bartlett.
Those who took supper with her were Mr. Nelson
Bartlett, Mr. Frank Bartlett, Mr. E. Randolph
Bartlett, Mrs. E. P. Rieker, Mr. and Mrs. A. B.
Ricker, and Mrs H. W. Rieker,
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quality, durability, and elasticity. The widest
range is to be found here; suited to the most variable
tastes from the daintiest fabrics, richly embroidered in
Silk, and every conceivable color or weight for the most
important occasion as well as those reliable qualitie.s so
necessary for the daily wear and tear of a strenuous life
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Dr. William J. Karlsioe of New York is at the
Mr. and Mrs. Albert Saxe of New York are at
the Poland Spring House.
Mrs. franklin Smith of Boston has returned to
the Poland Spring House.
IMr. and Mrs. H. Z. Appleton of New York are
at the Poland Spring House.
Mr. and Mrs. G. C. Wadleigh of Haverliill are
at the Poland Spring House.
Mrs. Morris Hacker of Philadelphia arrived at
till' Mansion House on Tuesday, July 3rd.
Mr. and Mrs. Leonard K. Smith of New York
have returned to the Poland Spring House.
Miss Ethel Boyden of Bridgewater is the guest
of Miss Ivers at the Poland Spring House.
Mr. and Mrs.E. P. Godwin of Plaintield, N. J.,
returned to the Mansion House on July 1st.
Mrs. F. W. Lawrence and Mrs. G. R. Payson
of Brookline are at ihe Poland Spring House.
Dr. and Mrs. Maurice 1). Youngniiin of Atlantic
City have returned to the Poland Spring House.
Mrs. Walter T. Baird of Merion, Penn. arrived
at the Poland Spring House on Monday, July 2nd.
Mrs. I. Chapman Bates and .Mrs. George H.
Newman of Boston are at the Poland Spring
Mr. and Mrs. S. W. Keene of Boston returned
to the Mansion House for the season, on Tuesday,
Master James H. Prince of Springlield, Mass.
is the guest ot Master George Ricker at llie Man-
Among the arrivals on Monday at the Poland
Spring House were Mr. and Mrs. C. G. Moller of
Miss Louise Messer of Salem joined Mr. and
Mrs. J. H. Sanborn at the Poland Spring House,
on July 2nd.
Mr. E. Duval, pi-oprietor of The Casino, Cen-
tral Park, New York, is registered at llic Poland
Miss Roberta Tyler and Miss Mosby of Louis-
ville were among the arrivals at the Mansion
House on Tuesday.
Rev. Edward B. Henry, Mr. R. T. Leader of
Lewiston, and Mr. Timothy McCarthy of New
York were here on Monday, July 2nd.
Mr. and Mrs. F. H. Wyeth and Miss Horner
of Philadelphia have returned to the Poland Spring
House for the season.
IMr. and Mrs. Frank R. Thomas and Mr.
George B. French of Boston have returned to the
Poland Spring House for the season.
Mr. C. H. Watson and Miss Watson of Boston
were among the arrivals at the Poland Spring
House on Saturday, June 30th.
Mrs. Isaac McConike of New York and Mr.
and Mrs. Harold Pierce of Haverford, Pa., drove
from Bridgton. Maine, on June oOtli.
Miss Alice Peterson of New York has joined
her mother and sister, Mrs. Peterson and Miss
Peterson at the Poland Spring House.
Miss S. E. Huntington of Boston arrived at the
Mansion House on Tuesday, July 3rd. This is
Miss Huntington's first visit to Poland.
Mrs. G. D. Armstrong, Miss Armstrong of
Lewiston, Mr. and Mrs. E. D. Armstrong of
Hartford, Indiana, were here on July 2nd.
Mr. Percy D. Elliott and his mother, Mrs.
James Elliott, of New York, returned to the
Poland Spring House on June 30th. Mrs' Elliott
will remain during the season.
Mrs. Margaret Gardner-Quint, manager of llic
Sherwood, Portland, was here on .June 2'.)tli for
the day, and dined at the Poland Spring House.
She was accompanied by Mrs. Mabel Sargent.
Mr. Edwin W. Ingalls of Lynn, accompanied
by his sons, Mr. Arthur W. Ingalls and Mr. Wil-
lard E. Ingalls, returned to the RLmsion House on
July 1st, and remained over the Fourth. Mr.
Willard Ingalls is of the class 1907, Harvard, and
Mr. Arthur Ingalls of lOOi).
Mr. and Mrs. Hugh Halsell of Dallas, Te.xas,
have returned to the Mansion House for the sea-
son. Mr. Halsell is very fond of golf and plays a
fine game. Last summer he carried a pedometer
as he went over the Pidand Spring links, and we
are informed that he walked six hundred miles.
The members of St. Joseph's choir, Lewiston,
drove over from that city on Friday, June 29th,
and took supper at tlie Poland Spring House,
returning bv moonlight. 'I'hey sang several choice
selections, which were enjoyed by those who had
the pleasure of hearing theui. Those present were
Reverend Father J. A. Hayes, Mr. A. L. Kav-
anagh, Mr. James Hassett, Mr. John T. McCar-
thy, Exilia Blouin, Miss Nellie K. Holmes, Mr.
Berlram E. Potter, Miss Margaret E. Walsh, and
Mrs. W. L. Steele.
Graduate of Harvard University and an expe-
rienced tutor, will take one or two pupils in Latin,
Greek, or French, while at Poland Spring.
Inquire of the Editors.
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"The nights are wholesome; there no planets strike.
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm.
So hallow'd and so gracious is the time."
Once our little Mtiry C'lilli-
erine was to spei}tl the dny
with the (leiir old hidy that,
everyone called Annt Nanchy,
who lived with her htishand,
liiele Nat Hollenbeck, away
M|] on the top of the Kolhi-
iMicker Hill in a qnaint ohl lo
They both dearly loved to
have the child left wit h them
when Aunt Elizabeth went to
town for the day. On these
occasions little Mary Catherine
iihvavs bicmi;lit her poodle dog, Dom Pedro,
with her and one dolly, usually the rag one,
Betsey, although sometimes, if the day was par-
ticularly tine site would bring her manuna's Shaker
She lo\ed to sit in a small old-fashioned rocking
chair in front of the fire and watch the logs burn
wliile Aunt Nauchy told the same stories over and
One very cold day. Aunt Elizabeth and grandpa
had to go to town on business, so George Allen
w as told to take sister up to Aunt Nauchy's for
'I'Ir' children went leisurely up the long hill,
|ilaving in the snow as they went, but tinally they
came to tlie log house, when knocking at the door,
they were told to come in, which they did.
On opening tlie door they were very much
astonished to find Uncle Nat standing in front of
I he lire with tongs in hand, holding a horse shoe in
Nut far away was Aunt Naiichy, standing by
ihc churn, and when she took the cover off, tliey
lioih cautiously looked inside, apparently much
Their manner led Mary Catherine to inquire,
"what's the matter wis you; what makes you
look so scart?" and George Allen also wanted to
know, â€” " what you gettin' the boss shoe hot for,
yon haint got no boss here to siioe?"
In one breath, the old couple answered with an
air of mystery, â€” 'â€¢ There's ghosts in the churn,
and the butter wont come. We have churned for
four mortal hours, and now we'll fix them. They
always leave when you put a red hot liorse shoe in
With some hesitation, Mary Catherine came and
stood by the churn, when looking in she said, â€”
" Oranpa says, dey aint no dosts, and I tant see
By this time the horse shoe was red hot, and as
Umde Nat put it cautiously into the churn, the
children watched him with much interest, the old
couple laughing heartily when the quaint child
remarked, " Aunty, you fordot to wash dat boss-
shoe I dess."
When the horse shoe was removed from the
cream, the churning again proceeded, and strange
to say the butter soon came, after which. Aunt
Naiichy made some goodies for the children who
had a nice dinner, and returned home, happv.
That evening Mary Catherine told grandpa
about the "ghosts" and how the butler came after
the horse shoe had been put in, but Grandpa said
" Pooh, pooh, the cream was too cold, and so
when the hot iron was put in, that warmed it so
the butter came."
The child looked up in the dear old doctor's face
and said, " I knew dere wasn't any dosts, toz you
t(dd me so long time ago." Then she had her
bread and milk and said her prayers, and as she
went up stairs, George Allen, who dearly loved
his little sister, and was just a bit timid him-
self, asked Annt Elizabeth if he might go up
stairs and sit with sister so she wouldn't be afraid,
but the cute little lady replied, "I is'nt 'fraid ; toz
Pin most five j'ears old now," and holding Betsey
by her one remaining arm she trudged oft' alone,
with a " dood night ev'ybody."
Katk l.i'.K-Ciiui'i irii.
'WHICH ONE WAS KEPT?
There were two little kittens, a black and a gray,
.â– \nd grandmamma said with a frown;
"It will never do to keep them both;
The black one we'd better drown.
"Don't cry, my dear," to tiny Bess,
"One kitten's enough to keep ;
"Now run to nurse, for 'tis getting late
And time you were fast asleep."
The morning dawned, and rosy and sweet
fame little Bess from her nap;
The nurse said ; "Co into mamma's room
.â– \nd look in grandmamma's lap."
"Come here," said grandmamma with a smile,
From the rocking chair where she sat ;
(lod has sent you two little sisters, dear.
Now, what do you think of that.'"
r.ess looked at the babies a moment, there.
With their wee heads, yellow and brown,
And then to the grandinamma soberly said;
" Which one are you going to drown .'"
â€” A...tA'Â« l/craUI.
SOME AMERICAN CITIES
PITTSBURG must be seen to be appreciated,
but ;is I must put myself in tiieplaee of Helen
Keliar, I must endeavor to draw my impres-
sions from my instinct and not from my visual
I suppose Helen Keliar would describe any city
from her impressions conveyed by another, and so
Pittsburg must be described by the impressions
received groping in the dark.
You know there is a city there for your system
is jarred by the bustle of traffic, the ten ton dray
loads of amalgamated steal, of the Enterprise Bank
shakes the foundations, and if you had a fvw hun-
dred thousand dollars there hist fall, 1 think that
would jar you.
There is one fine thing about Pittsburg, possessed
by but few other cities. Heaven is but a thousand
feet away. You shovel dirt from your eyes and
ears, and peer into the blackness of the eternal
night, but being yet alive and only sojourning in
the shades as a sort of understudy, for business
purposes only (no one would ever think of living iu
Pittsburg for pleasure), you have only to step on
to the incline, and like the ladder of Jacob, you
are lifted into tlie seventh Heaven ; or it may be
the sixth or tll'ili, I did not count tlie intermediate
Here the sun siiines ; but whether upon the
unjust as well as the just, or just on the just, or
whether there are any unjust living upon Washing-
ton Heights. I am unable, being a non-resident, to
say. It is just fine anyhow, and if you want a
realization of Dore's great picture of the Inferno,
you have only to make the ascent.
Standing upon the brink and leaning over the
rail that separates H. from H. one is lost in
thought at the picture that presents itself. Deep,
dense black smoke hangs over and through the
abyss. The noises of steamboat and locomotive
whistles are wailitigly borne upward, like the wail
of lost souls doing time for their earthly misdeeds.
Anon a rift in the blackness lets a glimmer of
light rest upon the surface of the blackened waters
of the river Styx, but the Hash is momentary and
The combined clatter, roar, and rumble of busi-
ness enterprise, reaches the ear of the wondering
spectator, like the distant roar of caged lions,
while you iinilate the famous cherubs of Haphael
ami lean over the rail of H â€” Washington Heights
and marvel at the capacity of man, â€” and woman,
to dwell in the valley and the shadow.
Lost in thought, at length my eyes wandered
back over the sea of blackness, to the steep edge of
the terrific height upon which my little feet rested,
and suddenly my gaze fell upon these words,
indelibly printed like the warning to Belshazzar,
upon the walls of almost illimitable space, "Chew
Hot Ball Scrap."
I fled. I incontinently Hc(l ; whatever thai
means. It sounds emphatic and demonstrative at
least. Yes, I precipitately fled, finding myself
when I recovered my statu quo, my compos mentis
and a few other valuables, within the walls of a
neat little Carnegie Library, and asking if they had
ever heard of The Hill-Top. On being answered
positively in the negative, I suddenly awakened, â€”
to the fact that our circulation editor must work
Pittsburg more energetically.
They appear to have heard of Carnegie there,
for I noticed several things bearing his name, some
trolley-cars, an Institute, an office building, and
some cigars I think. There may have been some
neckties, and suspenders also, but I don't recall
any breakfast foods. All things, however, come
to those who wait.
Duquesne also appears to have left his foulpiint
upon the sands of time. He appears from the
evidence to have had a fort once, and I think he
has a bank, a park, some few other things, and he
did have a theatre, but Belasco crowded him out of
the show business, and now has his electric sign
over the door.
A few blocks away, is a block house, the orig-
inal and only. It stands where Colonel Bouquet
planted it in 1764 and used it as a shooting box to
decimate the Indians of the Alleghany and Monon-
He put his plate over the dooi', wliich still re-
mains, and when a Lo came round to hand in his
visiting card, with a tomahawk behind his back to
dissect the butler with, he was plunked in the head
by a bullet from one of numerous slots in the
machine, accelerated by the man behind the gun,
and went and sinned no more.
Old inhabitants who have been in Pittsburg on
those rare occasions when it could be seen, tell me
there are many fine buildings, large stores, beauti-
ful theatres and much to interest one iu the love
of the artistic and grand, but all this is heresay
evidence, and must be taken as such. I have no
doubt that it is true, ami I am willing to go on
their bond, or I was willing, for when there I
possessed sufJicient real estate. Since leaving
there however it has all been washed away, and
my bond is cheap as dirt.
Pittsburg has much to be responsible for, and
its greatest boon to humanity for which Ohio,
Indiana, Illinois and Kentucky are everlastingly
indebted, not to mention Cincinnati, Louisville and
Covington, is the fact that the Ohio river was
born there. When it was born, its parents were
probably good clean people, but todav, though still
alive, they would be scarcely recognizable, and
their strapping infant hurries away as fast as its
legs will carry it.
Up town, away up town, there is a beautiful
park, and a "mum" show now and then, and
where oluuifleurs are enabled to see to steer their
death dealing machines. This is another great
boon, for otherwise the death rate of Pittsburg
would be kept below the normal, a condition not
to be tolerated for an instant.
A notable absence in Pittsbnrg; like teeth in
hens, cellars in New Orleans, feathers on elephants,
and wings on clams, is blondes. There are no
blondes in Pittsburg. In the nature of things
there could not be. When it rains in Pittsburg it
rains ink; black ink I mean. One cannot con-
ceive a blonde remaining a lihmde in frequent
showers of ink.
iSnow too, loses its idealistic pnritv when it
reaches the summit of Pittsburg's sable mantle,
and falls like the wool of the Persian Lamb that
covers the Astrachan chop.
AniuKilly on Hallow E'en they celebrate the fact
that they arc still alive, and they masquerade,
and blow horns and confetti, and talcum powder
regardless of age, sex or station. You are covered
with amazement and things, which you cannot
brush otf, while cow bells tuned to keys not known
to IMiizart, Mendelssohn, or Beethoven, are fittingly
employed to illustrate the quality of a Pittsburger's
delight in living.
But it is all fun, and nobody gets angry, woe be
to him who does. Policemen let the exuberance
of the throng have full swing, and to be in a top
story window, where nobody is above you to throw
things on you ; and throw bags of flour on those
beneath, is a pleasure worth living for, even in
Business is good in Pittsburg. It is a coal and
iron and glass center, with oil in its immediate
vicinity. Its wants are well supplied and no bath
room is complete without something from Pittsburg.
It is on the direct line of travel on the Pennsyl-
vania Railroad, between the East and the West,
to pass through which, aflPords the same ecstatic
delight to the traveller, that a night trip through
the Hoosac Tunnel does.
There are things in Pitsburg however worth the
whole price of admission. Go feel it. Laundries
and baths are mints.
Frank Carlos GuiiriTii.
A NOTABLE DISPLAY
NEGLECTED HER FOR PAPA
Beautiful Ernestine was sobbing as though her
heart would break. "Wliat is it dear?" asked her
gill friend. "W-why," she sobbed, "I t-told .I:ick
alter he proposed, to go up and see papa." "What
of that?" "Why, they started playing cards, anil
now he goes up to see papa every night." â€” Stray
During the coming week the lirni of Loring,
Short & Harmon, the largest booksellers in Maine,
will make a special display in their store on Mon-
ument Square, Portland, of "The Man from
Maine." Their window will be filled with copies
of the book, with the original designs for the illus-
trations by A. B. Shute
Portland readers of Thk Hill-Top will have a
fine opportunity to procure a copy of Mr. Oritfith's
TURNED THE TABLES
Birds, we know, are sometimes trained to fire off
pistols, as well as to perform other unusual feats,
but it is not often that a wild bird in the woods shoots
a man with his own gun, as related by a sporting
A pavodel monte, a bird of Uruguay not unlike the
turkey, had been winged by a hunter. It Cell to the
ground, but was at once up on its feet and ran away.
Throwing his gun hastily aside, the hunter started
in pursuit, and a game of hide-and-.seek ensued. In
and out of the brushwood the bird ran, and the man
In one of the doublings and turnings the bird
passed over the gun, which was lying on the gKuuid,
and its foot chanced to strike against the trigjrer of
tlie undischarged barrel, the 'tammer of which, in
the hurry of the moment, had been left at full cock.
There was a loud report, followed by an exclama-
tion of pain from the man. The bird escaped, and
the luckless luniter had an ugly wound in the fleshy
part of his leg to reuiiiid him for many wei'ks aft(U -
waid of the adventiMC.
PLENTY GOING ON
Mrs. Greene â€” Ifou'll excuse me, Mrs. Gray, hut
they tell me this is not a very popular neighborhood.
Mrs. (iray â€” Nothing could be further from the
truth. Why, it is awfully popular; people are
moving in and out all the time. .Vnd then it is so
interesting here! One can't be lonely, so much of
one's time is taken up criticising other people's
furniture as it is being put into a house or taken out.
â€” Stray Stories.
WOMAN AND .lUDtiK
In a recent letter from Japan, Ltifcadio Hearn
speaks of Oyama, the chief of the .Japanese general
staff. A pretty story of Oyama. he says, has been
told of late. During his service as .judge advocate
at Tokio he attended a ball one night, lie was
standing near a doorway at this ball when a beautiful
European woman swept by, and so greatly did her
charm impress Judge Oyama that he exclaimed
involuntarily. What a lovely woman! She over-
heard him. " With a little smile she looked back over
her white shoulder, and, recognizing him, she said.
What an excellent Judge !â€” .VeÂ«) I'ork Trilmtic.
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Almond Cream. H It removes every trace of
weather exposure, leaving the skin soft, smooth
and clear, restoring the natural freshness of the
complexion. H \\'hen applied before exposure
it protects the skin and prevents sunburn and
irritation. 1[ This delightful toilet adjunct has