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a hundred feet across^ filled with a viscous sticky- 

 looking paste, that plop-plops exploding bubbles 

 of mud here and there, shifting its colors through 

 all the tints of the kalsominer's material. In 

 fact, it is a kind of kalsomine and has been used 

 for wall decorations with success. Not far from 

 it is the Clepsydra, a warm spring that boils at 

 intervals of ten minutes, then subsides to mere 

 warmness. Now tell me, if you can, why that 

 spring just boils once in ten minutes and then 

 subsides? I studied it a long time; I have read 

 everything I can find on it. There is some 

 unsatisfactory solution for the big geysers that 

 go fighting their way a hundred feet in the air. 

 But why should this tiny spring, never boiling 

 over, always within the limits of its little pool, 

 all gleaming with turquoise and sapphire, just 

 once in so often boil, then quit boiling? 



At the Fountain we found the first of the Park 

 hotels, and one of the best, where all are good. 

 At the Fountain we met Mr. and Mrs. G., of New 

 York. You know how it is; traveling a beaten 

 route you meet the same people over and over 



