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LIFE ON THE MISSISSIPPI.

Not a bathroom in the house; and no visitor likely to come along
who has ever seen one.

That, was the residence of the principal citizen, all the way from

the suburbs of New Orleans to
the edge of St. Loois. When he
stepped aboard a big fine steam-
boat, he entered a new and marvel-
lous world : chimney-tops cut to
counterfeit a spraying crown of
plumes—and maybe painted red;
pilot-house, hurricane deck, boiler-
deck guards, all garnished with
white wooden filagree work of
fanciful patterns; gilt acorns top-
ping the derricks; gilt deer-horns
over the big bell; gaudy symbolical
picture on the paddle-box, possibly;
tjig roomy boiler-deck, painted blue, and furnished with Windsor arm-
dbairs; inside, a far-receding snow-white * cabin;' porcelain knob