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the Roman department, or Bulwer's " Last Days of 

 Pompeii," which will send you in Mr. Johnson's foot- 

 steps hunting for long-buried treasures beneath the 

 Yesuvian lava, or Mrs. Catherwood's "Tonty," that 

 will put a vital interest into everything connected with 

 the early French missionaries in the Northwest, or 

 Irving's Knickerbocker tales, or Hawthorne's novels, to 

 brighten your interest in the deposit from Holland and 

 early Puritanism, or some of the interesting modern 

 histories that will make you ashamed that you know 

 so little about your own country, or any of the fascin- 

 ating works on geology, science, mechanics, or art, 

 which will give you a feeling of being at home when 

 you get among the good things out at Jackson Park. 

 I will add a few more to the list, which I have thought 

 of, since I wrote this in a great hurry yesterday. 



George Ebers' " "[Tarda " and "Egyptian Princess," 

 calculated to make you so absorbed in Egypt that you 

 will want to pack right up and go there. 



Lew Wallace's " Fair God, " giving you a good idea 

 of the magnificence of Old Mexico under the Monte- 

 zumas. 



Scott's "Heart of Mid-Lothian," setting you down 

 in beautiful Edinburgh. 



Dickens' " Tale of Two Cities," located both in Lon- 

 don and Paris, and George Eliot's "Komola" in Flor- 

 ence. 



George Cable's stories of the French settlers in the 

 South and Chas. E. Craddock's tales of Tennessee; Helen 

 Hunt Jackson's "Pomona," which will make you feel 

 that after all the Indians out West are made out of the 

 same stuff the rest of us are. All standard books, most 

 of them novels and first-class reading if you never get 

 to the Exposition. 



