The Teeming East 19 



like Vulvan among the Black Diajnonds, Iron- 

 Ore, Gas and Oil. 



Here the great Steel King Carnegie has dug 

 out his countless millions. Every where the red 

 furnaces belch forth smoke tinted with the glow 

 of the molten mass below. Sometimes gorgeoa^ 

 colors flare out upon the night, or columns of 

 smoke black as midnight ascend and belly out- 

 ward. Many smoke stacks throw out their fumes 

 until every thing in the narrow valley, the most 

 expensive marble buildings, as well as the hum- 

 blest huts, are covered with an enamel of a uni- 

 form dirty color. 



On the 19th of March I stood on the bridge be- 

 tween Carnegie's Institute and his Technique 

 School, a noble bridge of cement. The Institute, 

 or Museum is beyond my feeble pen to describe. 

 The entrance to the Hall of Music on the West, is 

 one of the noblest of human monuments; the floor 

 is of colored inlaid marble from the famous 

 quaries of earth, with great pillars of marble sup- 

 porting balconies, twenty or more columns cost- 

 ing $8,000 each. The balconies and walls are in- 

 laid with gold. The magnificent building cost 

 6,000,000 dollars. Every moment I could 

 spare was in the Paleontological Museum, among 

 the skeletons of animals which have disappeared 

 from the earth of today to return no more, except 

 as life is breathed into the dry old bones by hunt- 

 ers and students, who have given their life to their 

 collection and study. 



