Judge — June 27, 1903 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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By W. D. NESBIT. OW, there was once a plain, common, every-day sort of a man who owned a nice tract of land, with a mountain in the cen- tre, and he conceived the idea that it would be a good place for a summer Dhusstrated by C. J. TAYLOR. hotel. So he built one. gether satisfied with it. After it was finished he was not alto- While the scenic surroundings were beautiful and good to see, there seemed to be something lacking. Some way or other, the general arrangement of things was not what it should be; so he sent up to the city and hired a pro- fessional landscape artist at one hundred dollars a day to come down and see what could be done. The professional landscape artist came in good time and spent two or three days meander- ing over the mountain-side and through the val- ley. He would go away about two miles and squint at things through a pair of field-glasses, then make copious notes in a dainty little red book. When he had finished his observations he called the plain, common, every-day man to his side and said, + Now, you see, your hotel is magnificent. It has a noble style of architecture and is won- derfully well arranged.” “Yes, sir,” said the plain, common person. “But it lacks the surroundings it should have. “The mountain was undermined.”* Now, I have been looking about, and on the other side of the mountain I find a beautiful lake and a rippling waterfall; also a num- ber of majestic foliage-trees. What you will have to do is to tunnel under the mountain and glasses, quinted at things through a pair of fleld- around until the put in staging to support it until you can install a pivot right under its cen- tre, This pivot we will connect with a pulley system and set up an im- mense engine off to the west of the hotel. When all is ready we will turn on the power and grad- ually whirl the mountain lake and the waterfall and the majestic foliage - trees face your hotel. Then you will have the great- est place in the country.” “You know your business,” said the plain person who had the money. So they went ahead, and at the end of a couple of years the mountain had been undermined, jacked up, pivoted, and turned successfully. It was indeed a marvelous change, and the new resort became immensely popular. One evening the plain, common, every-day person sat with his wife, talking of what had been done, and rejoicing that at last the hotel was sur- rounded by the right kind of scenery. “It's all pretty, paw,” said his wife; «but it seemed to me all along that there was a much better way than that there landscaping feller thought up.” “Oh, he knew his business, maw. There's no use talking—them fellows knows what they're doin’.” ; “L know; but I kind o' thought it would have been some quicker, anyhow, if we had put the hotel on rollers and moved it around to the other side of the mountain,” And the plain, common, every-day person went into the hotel and fired the clerk just because he was a college graduate. “* Fired the clerk." comicbooks.com