Indianapolis Journal, Indianapolis, Marion County, 7 October 1888 — Page 6

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Ah v 1 1. bloom-inir hill I 2. Iu3 - tre gave r v cj 3. men 1 saiu 1 rrlnted by Spttial Arraignment Copyrighted, THE PILLAR" OF FIRE BY TOODKIFF CLARKE, .AUTHOR OF "THE SPEECH I TIDN'T MAKE," "KLATAMA," THE YOUTH'S COMPANION tZCO PKIZE STOBr, ETC Ward Tlbot badIc wearily upon a fall an tre. Tfce blanket tlncg from his shoulder by a rawhide thooz fell into a forked limb. His rifls slid forward cn th ground. Streams of perspiration trickled down his dusty face. He was cear the summit of a mountaio, and the forest behind receded to a valley of vast ex tent, densely wooded, profoundly silent, primeTal and uninhabited. A shimmering; river trended through the distant trees, and Talbot scowled as he looked back upon it. Six days before that riter bad lored him from one of these. gutnmiU In quest of placer diteioes. He was now returning ucsucceetf ul, ball starved and lost. A deer suddenly appeared before him, not two hundred yards away, near the top of the divide. It was visible in relief against the luminous sky, ctanding on a small flat rock with feet gathered and bead thrown sideways, curiously alert The miner uttered an impatient cry. ne had seen cot leu than thirty deer within the last four Lours and had not a single cartridge left for his T;flt. Onebacd quickly sought the revolver haoeing at his belt, but he shook hie head and abandoned tbe impulse. His mouth watered as the deer bounded off. Not since morninr bad Talbot tated food, and it was now 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Resuming his blanket and empty rifle be soon caioed the narrow sanburot crest and rejoiced to behold again tbe Okanagou valley, tbe giant brown buttes against the eastern horizon, and tbe miebty, snow-clad peaks of Britisn Columbia towering far north. For Ward Talbot was cue of that adventnrous band who first penetrated the reservation of the Moses Indians in Washington Territory when thrown open to vhite men for settlement. , Sinewy and strong was Talbott, a young zaan of robust health and shrewd wits. He wore .brown overalls and blouse, with a revolver and 'light prospecting pick thrust in hia belt, and as he stood beneath a fancied fir. bis boots in a "p ateh of partridge-berry vines, and the pendsnt needles trembling against tbe edee of his brown canvas hat, a look of perpliity crossed bis frank and manly face. He had come over at an tmexpeeted angle and could not quite place bis surroundings. A few steps further and tbe charred top of a tall burnt pice rose to view. imultaneon!y the youne miner's face brightened. He found himself not I00 feet from one of bis old claims, the very first one he had staked ont, and whieh be had never visited einee the day he located it. The nearest corner stone was directly below him. The tents of Horse-shoe camp were in sight two miles away, and ao hour's walk would take him to his own but and coffee-pot. Quite different was this northern slope from the southern axclivity he had lately elimbed. The latter waa rocky and saody, its soil wa3hed of vegetable mold by quick melting snows. On this northern side be struck at onee soft earth and a carpet of thick pioe eras, down which he strode noiselessly toward a barren spot where bowlders projected from the ground and a white take showed. This was made of Cottonwood, rudely aquared by an ax, and on it was penciled: Ftake B. Southeast Comer Post. Quartz Claim, Pillar of Fire. Locil by Ward Talbot. May '2b, 13S. TLe miner iniled as he read this, and recalled tbe peeuhar eircarotaneea under which be diftcovered bis first claim. While hunting, soon after bis arrival in tbe country, he saw far on this mountain side n dead pine burning brilliantly. Making bis way thither in hopes of meeting white men be reaehed a deserted Indian camp by the side of a little eprine. The abandoned camp-fire had ignited a pile of ivy bruh. and thence bad comnmoicated to a dead but standing Ditch pine tree, whieh roared furiously as it burned, casting oft volumes of bl;tk smokej Here Talbot discovered eilver float and a few traces of ore in tbe rocks, and staked out a claim, naming it te Pillar of Fire. When the mining district was organized be recorded his claim, but had never yet found leisure to come up and investigate it thoroughly. Talbot now descended toward the center of bis claim. Here were high wail of rock converging toward a mastive platform, overhanging the ledge wherein be had fuuno ore. As be approached the walls he berd a horse whinner, nod stopped surprised. An instant later the thud of a fiek, striking earth, echoed from the

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He neared tbe shelf, where the ccnTercing walls narrowed to a space not six feet wide. From this point be could see the two opposite end stakes of his claim, nearly eieht hundred feet down tbe declivity, and moving forward a little further he could also see the center stake immediately below him. None of his boundary marks had been disturbed. Creeping forth oo the irregular platform, Talbot peered over tbe edge. A few rods down the bill a man was stooping, pick in band, working in the loose earth. Miners' rights on the frontier are sharply defined by euetom. and peremptorily defended. Any one who jumps a duly recorded claim does so at his peril, and common assent justifies his summary expulsion and the right of tbe owner to use force if necessary. Talbot raised his pistol and prepared to bail the intruder, when a new discovery kept bim silent. The jn taper was not taking ore from the claim. He was putting ore in. Such was undoubtedly tbs case, lie had turned over considerable earth running to a straight line downwark from the ledge whereon Talbot atood, and out of a gunny sack of ore the atraoger was sprinkling the soil, covering hia deposits lightly with dirt Again the horse whinnered. Talbot saw it now, a ealico or pinto, tied in the bushes, ne knew that horse, and peering again at the toiler beneath be recognized bim also, and understood the matter better. Tbe man below was Moss Tannin, a hangeron in Horse-sboe camp, reported to earn his money mostly by gsmbling and trickery. Two weeks before, in a eursory talk around tbe evening fire, in front of the log hotel, 3fose bad offered to trade his pinto horse for the Pillar of Fire. Talbot agreed, provided the pinto was delivered to him within three dsys. Mose had not brought the horse, and the proposed bargain, therefore, was never consummated; but, evidently, the gambler now assumed ownership of the claim, and was "salting" it for some speculative purpose, planting in the soil float of rich quality, which should give an inexperienced person fake opinions of the value of the ledge above. Talbot drew back and deliberated. He bad long aiuce grown weary of the artifice and cheating prevalent among miners, and was half disposed to eall out and forbid any further trespass on his property. But curiosity prevailed. He remained silent and took a position where he could peer down occasionally upon tbe workman. He watehed the care and craft with which the fragments of ore were strewn through the soil, the skill with whieh the earth was packed down over tbero, and the patience with which Mose brought the water from tbe spring in his fryingpan, and poured it in successive streams over the surface, washing off all the pick marks and all traces of bis moccasined feet. This done, the wiley trickster withdrew, and tying his gunny sack, pickax and frying-pan to the pucksaddle, climbed into that uueasy Feat and went off down the mountain with bis rifie across bis Up, like any honest prospector returning to camp. As soon as Mose was safely away Talbot went below and discovered at once tbe full scope of the scheme. At the base of tne little bluff Mose bad uncovered a ledge of syenite and silverbearing rock, ten or twelve feet wide, out of which he bad picked several bushels of ore of a very ordinary quality, now lying about on the edge of the cbssm. Among . this be bad scattered ore of higher grade but of similar formation, broneht from oatside, in hopes that it might beguile some buyer into paying a good price for the claim. It looked to Talbot like a flimsy f ran 1, not likely to impose on any person of intelligence. He went forward to bis eenter stake. Upon a stone at its base still lay tbe baking-powder can in which be had left his location uoace a method nsed tn exposed places waere paper, if nailed to a stake, would soon become destroyed by wind and rain. He found the notice untouched within, and strode baek scornfully up the hill. As Talbot returned onee more above tbe bowlders and turned the corner toward the rocky wails, be met four deer unexpectedly face to face. Springing forward promptly, the youth stampeded them into the passage way. With eager excitement bs pluke4 bis revolver LtQ Jt

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Talbot saw the doe gather itself up below and leap down the hillside, leaving splashes of blood everv few feet. So copious was tbe loss that he felt sure the game would soon fall and die. Hurriedly catching np bis gun and blanket, be ran around the ledges and followed after. Near the eenter stake he regained his pirk, noting as he did eu the numerous deer tracks made in the wet earth. As the ground would set bard in that drv attitude before the next day noon, these tracks must necessarily help to bide Moss Tannins trick. Following that crimson trail, Talbot found his doe in a thicket of willows near tbe brook, lying dead with bead extended and legs drawn in. Here he waited to see if Moie returned. It soon became evident that if the latter heard tbe shot he had no desire to learn who fired, but bad kept on toward Horse shoe camp, probably with increased speed and caution. Whereupon, Ward Talbot shouldered the carcass and carried it into a f ecluded delL In the gathering twilight he built a fire, eooked a haunch of venison, ate heartily, aod rolling in bis raackinaw, laid down to sleep beneath the tamaracks. Three days passed ere Ward came into Horseshoe camp. Meantime be bad explored without success a distant ravine. Footsore and jaded be appeared at nightfall before the hat where his partners sat around the fire. A ereek gurgled by. Quaking aspena along the stream showed white and spectral under tbe starlight. Tall and sombre pines on tbe adjacent kcolls moaned in the rising breeze. Talbot's partners were three sober miners, owners of a promising claim which they were developing. The youth had chosen them as associates because alone of all tbe camp they neither drank nor gambled. He was kindly greeted, condoled with over his ill-luck and given a cheering supper. Then all four went wearily to their blankets. An hour later a hand shook Ward's shoulder. A voice whispered in bis ear. 4,Ho, Talbot! I say! Get up a minute, I've something to tell you." The young man rose on bis elbow. Dy the dying firelight be saw Stymer. tbe burly, blackwhiskered barkeeper of tbe log hotel, who beckoned bim to follow outside. They stood by the glowing coals together. Stymer beean in a low gruff voice. "When I first came to camp you gave me half your can of coffee." TalboU sleepily remembered some such kindness to tbe destitute new comer and rejoined, impatiently, "What of itr 'I made up my mind if I could ever throw $3,000 in your way I'd do it Aod now 1 can." Talbot was wide awake Instantly. Tired of mining, he would be glad even with a single thousand to return home, buy a good team and engage again in farming. He listened eagerly as Stvmes continued: "There's a man in camp, Claypool, of St Paul, has offered Mose Tannin $3,000 for tbe Pillar of Fire. 1 heard 'em talk it over on a log by the hotel. You just hang to that claim and aell it yourself. Mose never brought you the pinto, did her "No. replied Talbot with much'disgust 'The claim is still mine. Bat 1 don't believe its worth 50 cents." That's not your lookout. If its worth $3,000 to Clarpool take his money mighty quick! And 8tjmer hurried away under tbe quaking aspens, leaving Talbot much discouraged. For the youth, while anxious to sell any of bis claims booeetly, knew that tbe stranger bad been beguiled by Tannin to believe the prospect a rich one. and he scrupled to take advantage, of the deceit. After breakfast, next morning, he started down tbe creek towards ''town." On the way be heard boof-strokes coming up the winding trail, and spied the spotted pinto. Stepping behind a clump of alders he kept still while Moe Tannin rode by, evidently bound for Talbot's hut to deliver up the pinto. Ward was glad to avoid bim, preferring to meet Mr. Claypool first and undeceive bim. Arrived at the betel bs learned that the stranger had gone eff early on horseback toward the Pillar of Fire, alone. Ward at once started off by a short cut up the mountain. As be carried only his revolver, haversack, and polfpirk his progrese was rapid, and when an hour later he reached his claim be saw a horse tied to a fir cear tbe center stake. There were fresh holes in the line of earth where Mose had strewn false float, and Talbot's quiek eye saw new breaks in the face of tbe ledge above. Peering about for Mr. Claypool

o ten. xceit! near! OBATri PATI-M be observed smoke rising near, and making his way through the bushes soon found bim in a nook among the bowlders. Here, to Ward's surprise, a rough little furnace had been built of flat stone, in which fire wss roaring. A blowpipe, hammer, crueible and phials of acid lay on the rocks. Evidently a rude assay bad been made of tbs mineral gathered. Mr. Claypool stopped into sight, holding tiny scalea in hie hand, and about to make record with pencil in a pocket tablet. He started in confusion when he met the youth's honest gaze. Ward at once judged him to be a professional man, or a druggist or chemist, for bis complexion was pallid, and Bis hands dainty and white. "Well, you don't find much high-grade ore I reckon?" said Talbot, with that freedom common to tbe frontier. ''There' none here." Mr. Claypool apoeared much offended by this blunt inquiry. He was a thin, slim, middleaged man of cold and reserved manners, having a very erafiy face. He looked at the young man aternly. Xa This claim is not worth five dollars. It will not assay ten ounces of silver to the ton." ' Wbereupoa he slipped bis utensils into a valise which he slung to bis shoulder, strode across to hia horse and rode away without further comment or attention. Talbot waa much irritated by this peremptory withdraws), but relieved to know the stranger bad not been deceived by Mose. He was. however, puzzled when ho looked at the bits of mineral left from tho assay. They were deeply marked with yellow chloride stain and be knew tbe ore examined must have been rich In mineral, so that tbe conclusion of the chemist seemed a strange one. lie was glad he bad escaped any base temptation to try and sell bis claim himself at a high pries on the strength of Mose 1 an tin's representations, since the acumen of tbe visitor would evidently have foiled the attempt. He took off across the hills cheerily with clear conscience and light heart. All that afternoon Stymer chafed uneasily behind his bar. Mote Tannin had come in with Mr. Claypool, and the two eat by tbe table trying to Core the bargain. Moe demanded three thousand dollars for the Pillar of Fire. Mr. Claypool now refused, denounced the claim as a mere ordinary prospect of unknown value, and even began to collect his baggage preparatory to departure on the stage next morning. Stymer, long-experienced in the mines, set them down for a pair of sharps, and understood their game. He divined that Mose had "sal ted" tbe claim. He bad peered into the stranger's tageage, by which be conjectured that Mr. Claypool, although fresh from town and ignorant of the ordinary mining tricks, had picked up a smattering knowledge of assaying, and bad come into the camp hoping by stealthy teats to fiad some valuable claim which be could obtain for a low price. He shrewdly judged that Mr. Claypool believed the prospect worth a hundred thousand dollars, and was affecting doubt and trying to make Mose think it worthless that be might buy it for a nominal sum. Meantime, where was Talbot? Why was he not here managing the bargain himself I Toward nightfall tbe matter waa condensed. Mr. Claypool, with great s tow of reluetance, at last agreed to pay three tnousand dollars, from which price Mose would not recede. And now be desired that the claim should be immediately deeded to him. Moie confessed that be had never yet received his papers from tbe original owner. Ward Talbot, but aereed to find bim that evening and effect both transfers. Soon after Ward came by with a half-dozen returning prospectors, and Mose went out to bim. Stymer followed noxiously to the door. Mr. Claypool sat within reading a newspaper. "There's your horse, Talbot," said Mose in an off-hand manner, pointing to tbe pinto tied to a tree near. "My horse! I don't want the horse. That barcain was off long ago." In vain Mose expostulated, argued, raged. Ward bad a right to call the bargain void, since tbe other had not fulfilled his agreement. At last Mose drew a revolver menacingly. Stymer from the doorway gave a knowing wink, and Ward profiting by this bint treated the threat with indifference. If Mose wanted tbe claim he must buy It. "What do you askr demanded Moss desperately. Ward hesitated. Stvmer plucked from the earth a piece of charred wood and scrawled on the hewn door post behind Mose's back, 1,500, which marks he immediately erased. "Fifteen hundred dollars." was the reply. Mose burst forth with freeh expostulation. In Tain be stormed and declaimed against the exorbitant demand. Upheld by Stvmer's hints Ward waa firm, and the angry gambler was compelled' at last to see that he must lose in this way one half of bis expscud gains. 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2. Wo 3. Till with the original owner and properly transfer the claim, $1,JC0 must be paid. Accordingly all adjourned to the surveyor's shanty, who was also notary public. Mr. Claypool had taken pains to learn tbat the claim was duly recorded and Ward Talbots'e right a clear one. Deed was made by Ward to Moie Tannin, and by Mose to Mr. Clavpool. as More would not consent to a direct trsnsfer from Ward to tbe third party. "I will sell my right, but I give everybody to understand that 1 regard tbe claim as of little value," declared Ward openly ere he signed ths paper. The unheard-of honesty of such a statement at such a moment amazed tbe miners present. Mr. Claypool with a eold nod made no reply, but gave Mose $1,500 and tbs cash was passed by Mose into Ward's hands. At this point tbe transaction stopped, albeit tbe documents were all signed. 3Ir. Claypool overheard a remark from a bystander whieh aroused bis suspicions. He left tbe deed in the surveyor's charge until morning, when be agreed to pay the balance due. Great was the hilarity in Horse-shoe camp next day. Sir. Claypool hired two experienced Miners to go with him to the Pillar of Fire, where thoroueh examination waa made of the ledge, the worthless quality of the claim disclosed and Mose Tannin s artifice uncovered. Tben ensued a furious scene in tbe hotel barroom, Claypool demanding back b's $1,500 oo peril of arresf for conspiracy; and Mose fiercely denying fraud, defying the law and threatening to boot tbe visitor if he failed to pav the remainder due upon their bargain. Stymer strode up and down arranging the bottles, and sonorously deolsred that be knew nothing of the rights of the matter, but one thing waa clear that Claypool bad nothing to do with Ward Talbot, who sold out fair aod square to Mose and tock his money from Mose alone; therefore, be must look to Mose only, and not to Ward, for his redress. This declaration tbs miners hoarsely cheered in the interests of fair play, to Clay pool's great alarm. It followed tbat Mr. Claypool, overawed and affrighted, profonndly chagrined to find himself so easily deceived, left camp at once, while Mose, the butt of merciless jests, mounted his mcto and fled over the traiU to the Frazer river piacers. The nightly camp-fire roared before Ward Talbot's hat and shed its genial rays far into tho recesses of the quaking aspens, while the youth spread before bis partners in a farewell banquet the choicest viands obtainable. His comrades passed the sooty coffee-pot with merry words, and their grizzled leader raid, as bs whipped open a fresh can of pc$td bam: "I'm glad vou're going back to ths farm. Ward, with the stake you've made. It's better for you. I'd like to return to civilization myself, but an old miner like me can't change. You've had a queer piece of luck, and the best of it is you were true and square yourself from first to last and those two greedy sharps played their little game to your advantage It isn't often tbat mining tricks are such a benefit to honest folksT ADA ISAACS MENKEN. Some Recollections of a line Famous Actress How She Came to Her Death. Atlanta Constitution. "Speaking of beautiful women, what do you think of this!" said Dr. Barrington, a few days s go. as he exhibited a miniature painting. "Think of it," said the listener, after carefully examining it. "1 never saw anything more more beautiful.' There wss nothing pure or classic about the face, but the tropical, dark and sensual style fascinated one so completely that tbe owner forgot all else save a pair of luminous eyes and two full carnation lips. Hut more attractive than than the face was the figure, symmetrical as that of a Venus, audaciously attired in fieshtinted tights, encircled at the waist by a jeweled girdle. There this rare, radiant creature stood and gazed from the frame of plush and gold. "Who is she!" the owner was asked. Dr. Barrington was for many years a surgeon in tbe Britieh navy. lie retired several years ago and is cow traveling over the world. He passed a few days in Atlanta at an unpretentious boarding bouse. He is qthiet in bis taste and bas an aversion for noisy hotols. He at first was exceedingly reticent. Altera while he became more communicative and talked delightfully about his travels. He told me a story of thrilling interest, which is here reproduced. That," said he, "is a faithful pietnre of Ada Iraacs Menken, the Amazonian actnus one of the strangest characters the world has ever seen. Her outward life is a matter of history, as you know, but it would be folly to attempt to enumerate its checkered scenes. Shr, like Sara Bernhardt, lived a life that was tn open defiance to the moral law. Sensual to the extreme, she possessed a nature the most delicate and sensitive I ever met." You knew her rereonallyf "Yes. 1 knew her." the Doctor replie s. 4,I was little more than a lad then. I was a. medical student at Gay's Hospital when she set all London ablsze with excitement. Thousands thronged Astley's every night to sec her in "'Mazeppa," and as many watched her driving up

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du 535 the mall with her team of ponies. Duchesne, passed by unnoticed if la belle Menken wss is sight. I frequently watched her, but did cot dream I should know her. One evening tbs house Burgeon of the hospital a man that bas since become famous in the service said: 'Let's go and res this Menken the wcrld is raving about. Let us study her anatomically, as she will doubtless give us plenty of opportunity.' We went Tbe place was one mass of humanity crowded from pit to dome. Tbe play began and the applause echoed and re-echoed as tbe Menken appeared. I never shall forget how royally beautiful she seemed to me her figure ao symmetrical and ber movements so graceful. 'Mazeppa' was tbs play. It waa one of the most thrilling speetaeles ever seen. Tbe stage was immenee, and Menken rode a prancing steed which dashed and praneed with her beautiful burden, who sat' as unmoved aa if cast in bronze, but with ber dusky hair waving about, ber eyes like flame and a glow-like ruby light on her face, and ber quivering body all waa immensely human so human tbat men shouted and cast flowers and jewels beneath the hoofs of the prancing steed. Suddenly there was a crash, a scream, and the curtain was rung down. The manager stepped before the curtain and stated that Miss Menkm had met with an injury, only slight; but if there waa a physician in the bouae be would come around. My professor told me to follow him and be offered bis services. 1 followed bim to ths green-room. "There upon tbe floor Menken was lying the, beautiful Menken with a stream of blood oozing from ber side. She reminded me of a gorgeous eaetus flower, bruised and crushed. There, with her zone of emeralds and a blaze of jewele in ber hair, she lay helpless, yet brave and unmurmuring. 44 'Doctor, said ahe. 'I am not much hurt and she looked up gratefully, her languid eyes resting on me for a morrenL 44 'Ob, come near me, said she; 'you are se like my brother who died one year ago. Take my band stay with me,' and ahe fell into aa ucconsciouf etato. "Well, it is needless for me to tell yon how I heeded the request of that lovely womsn. I visited ber daily and dressed her wounds. 1 was all to ber tbat a brother could have been. Ths wound soon healed, but her nervous system did not recover from the shock ahe had received. She said that she had been in constant dread of some accident of tbe kicrt. One day she said to men: 'I shall never recover; it is my death wound "Her idle fears were laughed at by us. but they proved too true. This handsome woman, in the full vigor of her strength and ber passionate life this magnificent animal, such as Du Maria loves to draw, a Lawrence or Swinburne to describe, began to fade imperceptibly, and in a few months she died. A few days before ber death she called me to her and said: My brother, bury me in Pere la Chase when I die, and on my tomb inscribe these words, "Tboa knowest" The world has called me sensual and evil, but God, he knows my heart.' "Menken was indeed a remarkable worn a n--Some of ber poems are the most beautiful in ths English language. In ber health and strength, mentality seemed overshadowed by the animalism, but as the body weakened, the mind asserted itself. Go to- Pere !a Chase and look cear the well-known monument of Abelard and Heloise and you will see the simple stone, with the epitaph she suggested to me earved upon it, also her name aod the date of her death. "The picture was tbe work of the celebrate! Broodbent If you use what I have told you, it will be the first t.ine my story ever has been in print" Is Marriage Failure? London Special to Titttburg Dispatch. The Daily Telegraph bas wound np its long series of columns and column of letters written in reply to the question: "Is marriage a failure?'' The paper bas received 27.000 letters oo the subject, and while most of them were bosh, the Telegraph's conclusions, drawn from the lot, probably voices fairly well tbe English idea. It says: 'The consensus of letters is overwhelmingly strong against early marriages. Our law ought, we think, to forbid marriage to young men under twenty-one, and to young women under nineteen. Among the working classes, especially, this would produce, we believe, an excellent efleet. Then, also, it is clear to our minds that the law of divorce must be enlarged to permit dissolution of marriage for desertion, for lunacy, for confirmed inebriety, for conviction of disgraceful crimes, and likewise for establishing incompatibility of temper and temperament, such as a just and ?rudent judge would admit to be adequate, 'hat the marriage service,. as it stands, calls a.' to for alteration hss been abundantly deconktrated by these letters, and the sooner His Grace, the Primate, finishes with the A than asian creed and turns his attention to the passages in tbat serviee whieh shock young maids and 'lisconc'jrt older ones tbe better." Buckingham's Dye for the Whissers Is easy of application, and never fails to color tbe beard r brown or blsok, at may bs desired, Trjit, ,