Decatur Democrat, Volume 38, Number 13, Decatur, Adams County, 15 June 1894 — Page 8

©he DECATUR, IND. *»'W w w M. BLACKBURN. - - - Pmtim. The fountain of youth consist* of Forking every day, eating and drinxng regularly and moderately, *nd ileepmg nine hour* every night Football la Mid to be more brutal than baseball; yet we notice a great ■any baseball players "die” on bakes, while football victims are taken to lospltala Man’s love seems to be more dangerous than gunpowder and matches. Every day some fellow blows his girl’s srains out or some divorced fellow tills his former wife. Some people have a queer Idea of humor. If they learn that anyone is particularly “tender” on a certain lubject they never fail to bring it Bp, and talk about it This is not humor; this is brutality. Speaking of worrying, which kills note people than disease. Keep a record for a month, and see if you do not worry over a great many things that turn out all right And a matter that occasionally causes you worry burns out to be particularly fortunate. ____________ Old ladles, who are the wisest people in the world, say he is not the best husband who says "darling” nftenest, but who provides his wife • with a comfortable home. This lovemaking is the silliest moonshine compared to a dally supply of good bread Ind butter. It makes no difference for what purpose a meeting is called, or what enthusiasm has been manifested, the tudience becomes as cold as a pup’s pose when the collection basket it brought out. The people would rather shout and wave handkerchiefs for an hour when the newspapers are abused, than donate a dime The high school pupils, after conlulting grandmother, grandfather, uncles, aunts, parents, sisters and brothers, get their essays prepared, and band them in. Two teachers, the principal and the superintendent go over them then with blue pencils, and the pupil is compelled to copy, leave out parts, insert suggestions, and finally, after a half dozen repetitions of this process, | the essay is ready for commencement niight Then a heartless public complains that the essays do not sound "original.” In most cases, all that is heard of the pupil’s original attempt is the title and signature.

A Bostonian in Spain writes that the trains in Spain are certainly the slowest of all creation. A rate of ten or twelve miles an hour is conlidered a good average of speed for everyday travelers. When the Spanish officials wish to put on style and show visiting foreigners wbat they really can accomplish in the way of rapidity, they offer express trains which dash madly across tbe landscape at an average rate of fifteen to eighteen miles an hour. In one way this proves an advantage, for the traveler sees a great deal more scenery for his money than if he were pushed past it more swiftly. J Some new ears on one of the Eastern railroads that have been constructed without the accustomed mirror at each end call out an indignant protest from tbe Philadelphia Press. That paper insists that although they may be neither beautiful nor artistic they serve a useful purpose. It is inflicting an unwarranted hardship upon the women passengers to deprive them of an opportunity to see that their hair is properly curled and that their hats are setting correctly as they get up to leave the car. The women should institute a boycott to have the mirrors replaced in their usual positions. They are always bringing outnovslties over in Jersey. Their latest iiscovery is a dashing girl burglar, who is said to be captain of a band which makes nights very unpleasant for the wealthy dwellers in villas. An added piquancy is giving to the itory by the statament that the fair erackswoman is well connected and has been wont to move in good society. We are evidently on the verge Df a new series ot dime and halftime novels, in which girl burglars, girl detectives, and young highwaywomen are to be chased by female Did Sleuths through the maze of exciting adventure cominon to that tort of literature. If there are a boy and girl in a family, both earning money and paying tbe same board, a distinction is made in favor of the boy that is very unjust. He does no work around the home; the girl does a great deal in the odd moments. The boy spends ao money on Uttle

round the house; the girl spends a great deal. The noy’s mending is done for him, the girl does hers when she comes home tired out at night. The boy grumbles that he wants this or that at the table, and his mother or sister get up and wait on him. The girl has to wait on herself, and on others too. A boy fares best when he boards at home; in almost every instance, a self-supporting girl fares better if she boards among strangers. English farming is changing fast from grain growing to grazing and meadow. This is owing to the low prices of all kinds of grain, and especially of wheat Each successive year a smaller acreage is put in wheat and even with a full crop per acre there is a continued increase in the demand for foreign wheat for bread. In 1873, the wheat acreage was 3,4»0,000 acres. Last year this was only 1,867,000 acres, and the present crop shows a further reduction. There has also been a decrease in land sown to other grains. Barley has decreased 300,000 acres in twenty years, beans 340,000 and - peas 108,000 acres. There is an Increase in the acreage sown to oats, the increasing population of the island requiring a larger part of its land to support the horses for draught and the cows for giving milk. The acreage of permanent pasture shows a very large increase. It looks, to use a slang phrase, as it English farming was "going to grass” at a most unhealty rate. The creation of a national bureau of health is strenuously urged by Surgeon General Sternberg of the armv, who takes the advanced vfew that the public health should h£ve been represented from the first by a cabinet officer. Very few outside of the ranks of the surgeon general’s professional brethren will be likely to coincide with this view, but a great many will approve his proposal for establishing a bureau of health in the Department of the Interior, which was recommended some time ago by the New York Academy of Medicine. It is only when there :s a threatened invasion of some particularly dreaded disease like cholera that everybody becomes - aroused to the necessity of a general system for the protection of the public health, and yet Surgeon General Sternberg makes the impressive statement that the mortality from the preventable diseases which prevail in all parts of the country, such as consumption, typhoid fever, and diphtheria, is far greater than that caused by cholera or yellow fever in those countries where they prevail habitually. Even in the countries where the exotic maladies flourish the mortality from them is not so great as from the nonpestilent’al diseases. The Surgeon General expresses the belief, based upon foreign statistics, that a national bureau of health would mean an added saving to the country of 68,000 lives every year, an assumption which, if it were possible to verify it, would Justify a liberal expenditure for such a bureau. Establishing safeguards for the public health is a well recognized function of government and the proposal of Surgeon General Sternberg is certainly entitled to earnest consideration.

Electricity and FiresThe first reports put in circulation as to the origin of the fire at Talmage’s Tabernacle, in Brooklyn, attributed it, of course, to an electric wire—Somewhere in the vicinity of the organ, it was said. ,This was inevitable as every mysterious Are will be laid at the door of electricity until some new idea gets possession of the popular mind on the subject. But the trustees of the church now say that it was not, and that the fire was, as, indeed, seems more than probable, of incendiary origin, it may not be generally remembered that when tbe Tabernacle was burned down before, the Fire Marshal of Brooklyn alleged that the cause was lightning, which "had struck the wires” and had passed in through tbe switchboard connecting tbe church with the street electric circuits. This ingenious theory was received very seriously and held its own until, in clearing up tbe remains, the switchboard that had succumbed to lightning was found intact in the mass of debris, and was, In reality, about the only thing re. maining unhurt! Electricians, therefore, received the latest itories with considerable suspicion, making the comment that Dr. Talmage was a man who had probably won bitter enemies as well as enthusiastic friends, and that tbe Are waited very patiently until the church had been cleared of its large congregation. The previous Are was equally careful, they pointed out, to avoid taking lite. As a matter of tact, fires will occur from electricity as from any other source of light and Ijeat, but proper precautions will always reduce such dangers to the minimum. It was recently noted By a marine authority that fires at sea had diminished enormously in number since electric lighting was introduced on board steamships and me*n-of-war. There is a reason to assume that the contribution box is not rqq ga a gold basis. ■

SHE COMES, SHE COMES. With a hurry and * flurry, with a ripanfl with a whoop. Emancipated Woman la about to fly th* oooi>. The cooling and the waahinfl will bother her no more. She la going to make the polla look aa they never looked before. Hubby muat do the marketing, and ha unit ait up nighta To nurae the baby’a colio while aba flxea human right!. She haa been the elave of man for yean,but now ehe’e going to vote— Bhe’a going to run for offloe, and ahe’a going to Ade the noat In the MaaouiJ lodgea and verve on juriea, too, And run for Aiderwoman, and do all thinga that men do: She will drink the faativo cocktail and atay out after dark. • And ride horaeback a-atraadle in the atreeta and in tbtf park In fancy I can aee her down in the Congreve Hall, Where men ao long have had exolualvo privilege to bawl; •Will the lady from Nebraaka allow an interrup—" ■No, that I won’t—ao there, now—you horrid thing, ehut up I* ■MieUet a Speaker, I declare to yon it roaUy ci voe ms pain To Uaten to the foollehneaa of that old hen from Maine" „ Oh, In dreame I hear each dear one at the aame time apeak her piece ’Mid the banging of the gavel in the hand of Speaker And here in little old No* York I think I aee her at and At the polla with Mike and Danny, abaklng Barney by tbe hand. And Tamtnady Hall may then bo vtroug up on Fifth avenue. And the damaela down on Heater atreet may rally round Depew; And in the country oourthoute, when woman geta the vote, Can’t you bear the jurywoman putting queations to Joe Choate? Oh, what'll become of lawyer!’ technlcaUty and When the jury box la full o’ girla, and Mra. O'Grady’a judge? —New York Sun. THE OLD MAN’S STORY. My life began on my father’s large plantation in Georgia. My father was a noble, high-souled, generous Southerner, and my motherl What do I not recall of her that is beautiful and lovely! I was an only child, but there was another child that formed part of the household—a ward of my father’s, an orphan left to his care by an intimate friend. She was the only being who ever attempted to rival me in the affe tion of nyy parents, and we loved each other too fondly for jealousy. From being a

' WIX“HOW, GBT YOUB BOHNBT AMD COMM OM.” pure, fairy-like little thing, we called her Lily. She was younger than myself, and I well remember the pride I took in protecting her. With oar lore mutually increasing with the years, oar happy childhood pas-ed away, and when I was 15 and Lily 14, I was sent from home to a distant school I shall never forget our grief in the separation; bow Lily clung around my neck, and sobbed as if her little heart would break; and how my dear father took her In his arms, and laughingly bade her to cheer up—that Willie would soon come home a man, and she should be bis little wife. 1 saw the surprised eyes and blushing face of the little girl, heard my father’s hearty laugh, and I started off into the world with a new idea in my bead, and a new love in my heart. The suggestion was never absent from me afterward. We wrote to each other constantly while I was away, and when I went home -at my vacation I found her grown more lovely, but 1 was conscious of a change in her manner. In her letters she would recall old scenes, and bring up old associations, but when in actual presence she would avoid all renewal of them. If I wanted to walk, she was sure to be in an industrious mood; if 1 proposed a private and ’confidential conversation, there was sure to be an interesting passage in some book which I must read to her. She was ever ready with an excuse, some device to prevent a renewal of our old familiar intercourse, Her manner puzzled, annoyed and distressed me. The day on which I was to start for Europe, where 1 must stay two years, I tried in vain to llnd an opportunity to tell Lily my feelings toward her. At last I met her crossing the hall. I went up to her, and said in a playful way, “Come Lily, I want you to walk with me this last evening. We will awaken a host of recollections by a stroll in the grove. Now get your bonnet, and come on!” “Indeed, Willie I cannot go this evening. lam sorry .to deny you, but 1 must finish this piece of wi»i.” 1 was provoked, and said, almost angrily, “Lily you are capricious, and I almost believe cold hearted; I never did see anyboay so changed.” She looked at me in astonishment. The crimson tide rushed over her neck and face until the very roots of her hair seemed set in blood. “It Is you who are changed,” she said. You are suspicious of me. You will not be my brother Willie any more. And 1 am to be tormented from year’s end to year’s end because I can not—” She stopped and bld her face in her hands, the flush upon her cheek deepened more in shame than anger. I drew nearer to her, but before 1 could touch her she had flown up the wide stairca e, and I heard her door slam. The mystery was to me solved; she loved me Only as a brother, had fathomed my w shes, and wished to avoid giving me pain. I started off with a heavy heart. From l aris I wrote to her, but I never received an answer. I wandered about all over Europe mingling in society, but never forgetting the face around which ail my hopes had clustered since feat gpjnorable

day when X left home for school After two years’ absence I returned home. Mv welcome from my parents was warm, but Lllv acted with that cool reserve which had so puzzfbd me two years before. It was shortly after my return that, my father said to me, with a smile: "And now, my boy, you must begin to look for a wife. We shall sadly need a daughter when our little Lily is gone.” "Lily gone?” I responded inquireingly. "Why. what do you mean?.” "Why, has not Lily told you? She went to Richmond last winter and brought back with her an elegant, tine-looking fellow, Dr. Allen, and she has taken a fancy to the name” I was thunderstruck. I felt as -if crushed by a mountain weight Retiring to my room, I threw myself upon the bed and gave way to my bitter grief. Heart and brain seemed < rushed by one stroke. For a long time I lav tossing and groaning and lamenting that 1 was ever torn. Hours must have passed before, exhausted by my over wrought feelings, I fell into a strange slumber, so deep that 1 was unconscious of mv own breathing and yet acutely conscious of objects around me. I had my eyes closed, but I felt the darkness pressing upon their lida It seemed*as If even my heart stood stiH. So horrible were my sensations that I longed to rouse myself, but like a person in a nightmare, I was unable to stir; so 1 lay until it seemed to grow lighter around me, and I heard James (the servant) enter the room. I heard him step carefully and nol elessly for fear of disturbing my slumber. I heard him stop, surprised, at the foot of my bed, at seeing me still dressed as I had been the day before. He seemed at first to hesitate about calling me. He would walk about the room, and then return to tbe bed as if there was something in my appearance which drew him there. 1 longed for him to touch me, and arouse me from my horrible nightmare. At last he came close to me and called. "Mass’ William! Mas,’William!’' I did not move—l could not move. He laid bls band on mine. It was icy cold against his, and he rushed, horrified from the room. All this I felt, but could not move. Then I knew that I was in a living death. Oh, why was it that the agony at my heart did not send tbe curdl ng blood through my veins? But no; tbe same awful stillness re'gned through my whole frame. Oh, what would I not have g ven to raise a linger, to move a muscle? I felt that I was indeed a living s.oul In a dead body. My bands lay crossed serenely over my breast, as if to tell of quiet within; my features, I felt, were plac d and calm. My frame seemed no longer a part of myself. My soul wr thed in agony and silence with'n its shell. I heard my mother’s shriek, my father’s groan; and there was another sound—ft seemed like a wa 1 of anguish from a breakipg heart. Whose was it? And the impr.soned feel ngs quivered and shook with something between pleasure and pa;n, but they gave no outward sign. —■— ... ■■■ i.i ■, • dM J Ife viß row a' “AND NOW, MY BOY, YOU MUST BEGIN TO LOOK FOB A WIFE. 1 heard the confus on about the house; the physician, the mln ster sent for; orders issued with the greatest rapidity, hut each one heard and felt by me. 1 seemed to be a mass of feeling, and each c rcumstance vibrated painfully against the tightly-strung chord descending through my whole frame, and in its descent touch ng each nerve, sending through me a thr.ll of the intensest anguish, tbe most exquisite suffering; but there was tbe same awful stillness reigning without They gathered around roy bed —my father, my mother, the servants, all—l heard the.r deep sobs. I heard the grief too deep for tears —so sudden, so lately in health, and now dead! I shuddered at the word; but? the shell upon the bed was silent—quiet as ever. The physician came and pronounced me dead. My parents and all the servants save James retired and then soon after 1 again heard the door open and felt my length and breadth measured, with the remark, in a strange voice that he was a "stout corp e, to be sure. What could ha’ been the matter with the poor gentleman to ha* took him off so suddint?” ending with an inqu ry as to who the property would go to now. "To the young lady, I specs,” said James: • •she is jest like old marster’s daughter.” "I suppose,” said the stranger, "they wants satin lining, silver plate —every thing done up in the fust style?" "Never mind expgnse,” said James, "everything must be done in the very most genteelest style.” - imagine, if you can, dear reader, what my feelings must have been at bearing mvself discussed in this way. The mention of the "young lady” brought Lily before me. She alone had stood aloof from the body of her old friend; she did not care enough for her former playmate to Induce her to look upon him once again. Through that long day many came to look upon me. My poor lather spent many hours beside me, moaning over the death of his brightest hopes. At last 1 felt it grow darker—l knew -•r. »-* \A J ‘-t ''s.Z : /-j

w ness around and within me. lr«.[ member that 1 wai trying to pray for. I submission and support, when 1 felt! i the sheet lifted from my face, and i then I heard the brokenhearted wall which had so chained my attention in the morning. My feelings throbbed with pleasure—it was Lilyl She had come alone, and such a sound could only come from a loving, breaking heart "Oh Willie! dear Willie! If you could but speak to me—but look at me—but tell me that you died loving, forgiving me; if you could but hear mo now telling how I loved you as I can never’love anyone else—how from my very heart I have longed for return. If I only bad some one to talk to; but no one loves me now. Dear mamma even shudders when 1 come near her, and papa does not notice me. I must weep alone. Oh, 1 am so desolate, so lonely and miserable!” I felt tbe slight pressure of her figure on the bed. Hei deep sobs went to my heart I longed to clasp her to iny breast; but my arms were stiff and cold, and icfused their aid. "Oh, Lily!" I said, or rather thought "why did you come to torment me with vain hopes—why withdraw my thoughts from eternity?” and I made an effort to be happy in the prospect Alw V- -A I FELT THE SHEET LIFTED FIOM MY FACE, of Heaven; but my thoughts would not soar above the breaking heart be-' side me. I wanted to comfort her— I wanted to tell her to leave me, to pray for consolation —I wanted to tell her how in my hour of darkness, I had found light—how, in writhing agony, 1 had found rest in my Saviour, but I could not. At last the door opened and I felt tbe light from a candle. It was my mother’s voice I heard saying: "You here, my child?” and 1 knew that her arm was around the mourner. 1 heard from Lily’s bursting heart the exclamation. "Oh had he but loved me!” I heard them talk together of me. I heard my mother tell of my long devotion to her, and then the sobs came quicker and but more softly. Then they left tbe room. The long night pas-ed as had the day, with old co upanlons standing about the bed and mourning for me. My funeral was to take place the next day. I took the most intense interest in all that concerned it I knew the time was drawing near. When morning came I heard them set some] thing down upon the bed—it was my coffin! 1 felt myself lifted and lad in it I remember that my arms had to be pressed close in order that I might He in its too narrow limits. I remember tbe painfully-cramped feeling this gave me I was then cariled into the parlors. I heard the deep sobs through the two rooms. I heard tbe tremulous hymn, sometimes ceasing from emotion, and then taken up again. I beard tbe solemn voice of tbe minister say, "Man that is born of woman is of few days and- full‘-of trouble.” I heard my own funeral sermon, and then the solemn, eloquent supplication to a throne of grace for the bereaved; and then the words, "The services will be concluded at the grave” I felt the sheet lifted from my face, and knew that there were many loving eyes fixed upon me; more than one kindly tear fell upon my face. I made a desperate effort to open my eyes—and I succeeded! I have an indistinct recollection of shrieks, and tbe mingling of many voices, and I sank into a state of insensibility. When I awoke 1 was in my own room, and the pale, anxious faces of my mother, my father, and Lify were bending over me. They looked wearied and worn, and 1 knew what they had suffered. Those weeks I spent in bed were the happiest of my life, I was. atlastable to sit up; and day after day was my Lily’s sweet face beside me. Oh. so well do 1 remember one day, when left alone with her, 1 called the blush to her cheek by an allusion to the scene in that very room; and asaed her it she would indeed be mv Lily. There was no answer at first, but soon the little Bible beside her was opened, and tbe shining needle pointed me to what I read: "Whither thou goeth, I will go; and where thou 1 will lodge; thy people shall be my people, >•’ and thy God my God. Where thou dlest, will I die; and there will I be burled: the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.” This was our betrothal; our marriage was soon after, and we have trodden the path of life side by side.” The Forsaken. The two tramps were plodding along the muddy pike In a driving storm of rain and sleet, looking for shelter, and finding it not "Willie,” said one with chattering teeth, "Providence Is ag’in us." "I should say so,” responded the other; "here we are without shelter, and the rain a-coming down in "That’s what I was a-sayin*. WIL continued the first one, "fer es He wuzn’t the rain would be a-comii/ down in blankets, an* we could git under cover an’ keep ourselves com* fortablO. ” _ I have more confidence in a water. I proof coat than in a weather prophet, ‘ proo

| UNDER THE JUDGE’S NOSE. I A Fisherman's Funny Experlenss en the Potomae. Years ago Judge Bibb was <>ne of Washington’s best known celebrities, and a "gentleman of the old schdql. He was a famous fisherman, and so, much devoted to angling that he was regarded by our juvenile fishermen as a perfect walking (or boating) edi-. tion of Izaak Walton. “On » fine spring morning about two years since, I started, in comJany with a party of friends, for the . Ittle Falls of the Potomac. We were * prospecting’ the chances of rockfish, better known in your latitude as * striped bass.’ It was quite early In the season, but not too early for Judge Bibb. He had arrived long before us, and sat upon a ledge of rock, rod In hand—the very picture of sentinel patience unrelieved. Hailing him from a distance, I asked, with the natural instinct of a fisherman : "What luck, Judge?” "‘Luck, sir? worst luck in .the world, sir; been fishing here for four hours, and haven’t had a nibble I” “ ‘What belt are you using?’ “ ‘Capital bait; live frog, sir.’ “I ventured to suggest, mildly,that . perhaps ‘live frog’ was not such very ‘capital bait,’ wh '•eupon the judge burst forth: “‘Don’t telb~ me, sir I you can’t ’• teach me anything, sir! Don’t I know? Best bait in the world, sir; only the, luck; awful luck! four hours without a nibble!’ “By this time we had reached the judge's position, and while preparing ( - our tackle Mr. D , one of the party observed a frog sitting on the b.ank, within a few feet of the judge. Said he: “ ‘Judge, let me catch a fresh bait ® for you. I see a frog-on the bank ® close beside you.’ ' I “ ‘Thank you, sir; I wish you would ■ catch that frog, sir. It’s besn star- :■ ing me in the face all the morning. I. ■ believe it knows that I have one of ■ its family on my hook. Ha! ha! ha! ■ Catch it, sir; by all means, catch.it,’ n “Mr. D shortened his rod, and, 9 cautiously striking with the sharp 9 end, pinned the frog through one of 9 its hinder legs. Just then, as Mr. 9 D was lifting aloft his prize, the H judge began winding up his reed, and H uttered a joyous cry: 9 “‘Hold still, sir! Keep quiet! ■ I’ve got a bite!” H “Rapidly wound the reel, rapidly 9| came in the slackening line, till the K last few yards of it floated upon the M surface of the stream; and then,with 9| a face that boded th under, the judge 9| turned to Mr. D . M “ ‘Why, sir, you’ve caught my 'B frog!’ H “And so it was. The frog, with the impulse of all amphibious anl- 9| mals when wounded, had made for9| the shore; and there it had crouched, for four hours, directly under the judge’s nose, and holding his hook9j out of water. Camel Riding. HI To mount a camel forthe first time9|| is, for a Howadji, until he gets the9H hang of it, a complicated and anxiousHgi process. The first, risk is that animal will rise while the rider ifl9|| climbing into the saddle. This will inevitably do if the attendant®® has forgotten to place his foot on the® camel’s knee. H 9 The novice having settled in th<®|| saddle, which is like a flat weoderHn tea tray on the top of a hump, an<®l| taken a tight grip of the “horns,” o®9 which there is one in front and on®® behind, waits in suspense, wonderin®Xi which end of the animal means to ge®® l : up first. The action, when it doe® begin, is a violent seesaw In thre® jerks, which impel him alternately i® the direction of the head and tail®® until, if he is lucky, he finds himse® ten feet from the ground. The fi® teenth century pilgrim, Felix Fabr® so exactly expresses my sentimen® about camels that I will quote his marks. He says: ®H “A camel has a small head and ® without horns. It has big and te® rible eyes, and always seems a so® rowful and troubled animal. I® j eyes are like fire beacons, and big r® flections shine in them ; forwhatev® a camel looks at seems great an®jg|| huge to it, wherefore it seems ®< ;; „?. view everything with wonder alarm. When, tliprefore, a man go® up to it the beast begins to trembl®|||| so that the man perceives that t® beast trembles because the man coi®||g| ingtoward it seems to it to be fo® times bigger than he really is. I|||||| “Had not God so ordered it, th®|||| animal would not be as tame and d® ' ciplined as it is. When it scream® being in trouble, it opens its mout® shakes its head, and raises up ® long neck, wagging it to and fro, I that a man who is not accustomed ®j i |gj; it is disturbed and frightened.”® [The Nineteenth Century. Lights by ths Ten Theuswnd. KH The new Broad Street Station the Pennsylvania Railroad at delphia, when completed, will c<®||||| tain over a hundred miles of concea® electric wiring. About fifty-th®|||p miles of wire will be required for ® electric lighting alone, which will® done by about 10,000 incandesc® lights. Not a gas pipe can be in the great structure, the sole r® ance being on the electric lights. I the waiting room alone there wlll®|||b| 2,500 lights, located principally® . ' the ceiling, where they will be ® ronged in rows about the large squ® panels. The office building wifi ■ \ j quire about 6,000 lights, while ® other 1,500 will be used in the roo®/-’^-'» on the ground floor, retiring rooi®/i*.'.'A dining rooms ar.d restauran® . [Electrical Review. ■ I