and widening view. Chicago Lakes were beneath us, also the Conservatory of the Gods, sheltered from storms by its lofty barriers. Bear Creek, rising in Upper Lake, whose feeding springs spring eternal from the mountain sides and base, flows beneath us around a thousand rocks, forming a thousand islands and lakelets, until it disappears from sight in the deepening valley, and finally empties itself into the Platte.

Descending the gentle declivity and crossing this beautiful valley, we were soon monnting the unfrequented sides of Rosalie. This ascent was made from its eastern base, which gradually rises, and is easily traversed, until the foot of the last rock-cumulus constituting the peak of the mountain. is reached. Here horses must be hitched and the final ascent upon foot-by some on bended knees. A remarkable fact or feature of this mountain is the many copious springs that flow from its sides. These gladden the eye as well as refresh the tourist as they flow down forever with the lakes.

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It was the pleasurable business of the writer to get to the top of Rosalie without losing my breath, hence I did not take much interest in the collateral diversions of Messrs. McClelland and Burns, who went armed to hunt the ptarmigan and mountain sheep. This game is plentiful upon the highest points of the mountains. My diversion, however, consisted in seeing my companions take so many

extra and futile steps to make so many unlucky shots. Burns fired once, perhaps twice, at the same bird it never moved. When afterwards twitted about his marksmsnship my ready-witted friend replied: "That was a petrified bird." McClelland was so disgusted with his similarly illfated shots that he disdained to ride his horse down the mountain trail, and as self-inflicted punishment, cut across the summit, coming by a steeper route, and sliding part of the way down upon the encrusted snowbanks, which often broke under him.

The peak of Rosalie is simply an accumulation of granite blocks, piled in irregular, unplumbed masonry— stepping stones to star-space. Two massive blocks, perfect rectangles, stand side by side, with a passage between, forming a lofty doorway, through which, if the unthinking should step, a fall of more than a thousand feet would follow. Through this passage I heard the wind's moaning. It is a Cave of the Winds-not in the heart of a mountain like Manitou's, but up where "the cloud navies of the skies rest their keels upon rocks that lift their heads among the star-isled seas of heaven."

We reached this altitude, 14,340 feet, at twelve o'clock on July 25, 1890. A much needed rest followed, during which Mr. McClelland, with remarkable geographical accuracy, pointed out and named the different. mountain peaks that rose sublimely in view, near and remote. He seemed

as familiar with the map of nature round us as if he had surveyed it with compass and chain. Pointing to the azure-veiled west he located the Mountain of the Holy Cross, more than a hundred miles distant, whose sacred symbol could be distinctly

seen.

"Colorodo is the parkland of the nation," was the unanimous expression of us all, as with bated breath we looked down upon the mountains, valleys, lakes and plains beneath usa picture painted and framed by Him. "who hath measured the waters in the hollow of His hand, and meted out heaven with the span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales and the hills in a balance; who putteth forth His hand upon the rock, who overturneth the mountains by the roots and cutteth out rivers among the rocks; whose eye seeth every precious thing."

Bierstadt and Byers sat upon the same eminence seventeen years ago, perhaps the first Americans to venture to this summit.

Not far from Rosalie, as lofty and majestic, and also commanding as fine a view of the scene of the famous painting as Rosalie itself, is a hitherto nameless peak. It is a brother to Rosalie, born at the self-same convulsion of nature, and a remove to the

ragged magnificence" of this locality, unanimously resolved to call that peak Mount Bierstadt. Hereafter, when the tourist may view these twin peaks from the lower lake, let it be remembered that the rugged one upon the left hand of the highest summits seen is Rosalie, and the one upon the right, crescent-shaped and symmetrical, is Bierstadt mountain.

Mr. Burns, as the practical metallurgist and professional prospector of our party, was particularly entertaining and instructive, in locating and naming many of the celebrated gold and silver mines to be seen in all directions. "There is the Lamartine.” We could see its shaft-house, from which this deservedly fortunate young man and his partners shipped to the markets of the world $800,000 of silver ore, within the period of a fifteen months' lease.

An hour or more was thus spent, when lunch was announced a dinner upon Mount Rosalie, thoughtfully provided by the representatives of two old Scottish families, McClelland and Burns. As for water, we drank out of a hollow in a rock, into which rain drops have been falling from the sweet heavens ever since this awful upheaval occurred. Something like an "original package" was also opened. It was not unlawful to do so up here, where there was no higher law.

"To me high mountains are a feeling,
But the hum of busy cities torture."
This I repeated as we reluctantly

descended, as we came to the lakes, to Idaho Springs and the plains.

As I now look out of my window, in my Denver home, at the evening. star, slow-sinking behind its granite

crest, I wish I could follow Saturn's silvery trail, so that even in the thickening darkness I might stand once more upon Rosalie Mountain.

HENRY DUDLEY TEETOR.

DENVER is a city remarkable for its homes "built to last and built to be lovely, as rich and full of pleasantness as may be within and without, with such differences as might suit and express each man's character and partly his history."

There is nothing conventional in this home-building. Every house

seems to be the singular idea of its owner or its architect materialized. The contrariety of design is as creditable to the one as to the other. The aim seems to be to build and possess a quiet resting-place, suited to each individual's conceptions-the realization of his peculiar home-dream.

Madame De Stael wrote, "Architecture is frozen music." For the past seventeen years Captain Robert S. Roeschlaub has been a composer of this "frozen music" in Denver and Colorado, and neighboring States. Some of the private residences and terraces of his designing are North End Park Terrace, The Sopris double residence, Bell Place Terrace, resi

dence of P. Gottensleben, residence of Mrs. George Ady, the E. B. Light Terrace, etc.

Of public buildings, including churches, we notice: The High School building of East Denver; the Emerson School Building; Central Presbyterian Church; the State School for Deaf and Blind, Colorado Springs; the King Block, College Hall, University of Denver; the Chamberlin Observatory; Trinity Methodist Episcopal Church of Denver; Central Block at Pueblo, and First Presbyterian Church at Colorado Springs.

Mr. Roeschlaub was born in Munich, Bavaria, a descendant of a professional family, his grandfather being at one time Dean of the Medical University of Munich. His father was a practicing physician for over fifty years. Removing with his father's family to America, this son lived at Quincy, Ill., from 1851 to 1873, saving the period spent in the Union Army. At the age of nineteen, August 1, 1862, young Roeschlaub enlisted as a

private in Company E, 84th Illinois Volunteers. At the time he was attending an academy preparing for his profession, and his enlistment was under one of his professors. His promotion was regular from a private's station to captain. He was in full command of his company from July 15, 1863, to the close of the war.

Captain Roeschlaub took part in the battles of Perryville, Stone River, Chickamauga, Rocky Face Ridge, Dalton, Pumpkin Vine Creek, Kenesaw, New Hope Church, Peach Tree Creek, Atlanta, Johnstown, Lovejoy, Franklin, Nashville, and numerous skirmishes of those campaigns. He was wounded twice, at Stone River and

Chickamauga. He is a member of the military order of the Loyal Legion of America, and recently read an interesting paper before that body entitled "A Forty Days' Foot Race With Hood."

In 1870 he removed to Denver, where he has since lived in the successful pursuit of his profession. He has been supervising architect of the Denver Board of Education for the past fifteen years, and is the designer of all of East Denver's school buildings, which have become so noted throughout this country as well as abroad.

H. D. T.

1562.

The "Whig" or "Placemaker's Bible obtained its name from an error occurring in the 5th chapter of St. Matthew, 9th verse, where "Blessed are the placemakers" is substituted for the words "Blessed are the peacemakers." It was translated from the Hebrew and Greek and printed in English. During this year the Codex Bezae, or Cantabrigiensis (mention of which was made in Part I. of these papers) was discovered in the monastery of St. Irenaeus at Lyons. This uncial manuscript contains, on opposite pages, the Gospels, and the book of Acts in Greek and Latin. It was presented to the University of Cambridge in 1581 by Theodore Beza, who found it, during the French civil wars, in this monastery. In the manuscript the Gospels stand: Matthew, John, Luke and Mark, an order found also in some of the manuscripts of the old Latin versions.

An edition of the New Testament was printed in Latin, at Paris, by Jacob Keruer. An edition of the New Testament was printed in Latin from the version of Martinez, a copy of which is in possession of Mr. Willis

* Copyright, 1889, by Charles W. Darling.

Pine, of Ohio. An edition of the Bible was published at Lyons by Seb.. Honore, and an edition of the New Testament passed through the press of Steelsius at Antwerp. A revised and corrected edition of Bruccioli's version (1532) was printed in Italian, at Geneva, for the use of Protestants, but Walchius regards this as an entirely new version. The Bible, in Hebrew and German, was printed at Mantua by Kafvenaki. This old city is distinguished for its patronage of literature and art, and is second to but few in antiquity. Founded by the Etruscans, 400 years before the building of Rome, it is often mentioned, under its present name, by Roman writers. On the decline of the Roman empire, it was pillaged by the Huns, afterwards taken by the Longobards, and still later annexed to the exarchate

of Ravenna. Charlemagne gave it its first fortifications, and in the 11th century it was held in common with Ferrara, Modena and Reggio, under the sway of the family of Canossa. In the beginning of the 12th century Mantua became independent, and so continued until it fell under the iron rule of Buonacolsi. In 1328 it found better masters in the Gonzagas, who, as Dukes of Mantua, governed with