n about the disadvantages
of making her toilet under such untoward circumstances.

"'Ah, Julia, dear, you must stay to luncheon,' she said, extending her
fingers just as though she stood in her own drawing-room."

MISERY DRIVES SOME INSANE.

"I looked at the maid in astonishment, for I had never met the young
society woman before. The maid shook her head and whispered when she got
the chance:

"'My mistress is not in her right mind.'

"'Where is her husband?' I asked.

"'He has gone to try to get some food,' said the girl. 'She imagines
that she is in her own home, before her dressing table, and is having me
do up her hair against some of her friends dropping in.'

"'She must have suffered,' I said, 'to cause such a mental derangement.'

"The girl's eyes filled with tears. She told me that her mistress had
seen her brother killed by falling timbers while they were hurrying to
a place of safety. A little farther on I saw two women concealed as best
they might be behind a tuft of sand brush, one lying face down on the
ground, while the other vigorously massaged her bare back. I asked if
I might help, and learned that the ministering angel was the unmarried
daughter of one of the city's richest merchants, and that the girl whom
she succored had been employed as a servant in her father's household.
The girl's back had been injured by a fall, and her mistress' fair hands
were trying to make her well again.

"Thus has this overwhelming common woe levelled all barriers of caste
and placed the suffering multitude on a basis of democracy. On a rock
behind a manzanita bush near the edge of Stow Lake I saw a Chinaman
making a pile of broken twigs in the early morning. The man felt inside
his blouse and swore a gibbering, unintelligible Asiatic oath as his
hand came forth empty. Observing my escort, the Chinaman approached and
said:

"'Bosse, alle same, catchee match?'

"My escort gave him the desired article, and the Chinaman made a fire of
his pile of twigs. 'Why are you making a fire, John?' I asked.

"'Bleakfast,' he replied laconically.

"I asked him where his food might be, and he gave us a quick glance of
suspicion as he said briefly, 'No sabbe.'

"We stood watching him, evidently to his great distress, and finally he
made bold to say, 'You no stand lound, bosse. You go 'way.'

"We left him, but after making the tour around the lake came back to
the same place. There sat four people on the ground eating