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Rh the Arlington cemetery, State of Virginia. On leaving the street car and the massive iron gates, which swung ajar as I passed through, I stood in wonderment, gazing as far as the eye could reach over one continuous mass of little headstones, I should judge about two feet high, relieved here and there by an immense monument that friends of the departed had placed to their memory. I passed on down the broad walk, stopping to talk with several gravediggers, who were busily employed preparing the narrow resting places for more of those noble boys who had given their lives for their country. I was told by the attendants that there were nineteen thousand reposing within this block of ground, who at one time had defended the nation.

The manager and wife having a mutual friend of mine in Butte, and having