Journal médical et praticien de Tri-State . Le fait de se fatiguer d'une grande ville enfumée, fatiguée par le bruit et les troubles constants, IWanted un repos; et, en vérité, c'était nécessaire.Où dois-je aller? il y avait le frottement. Ipourrait aller presque n'importe où, mais la ques-tion était: Où puis-je sécuriser complètement l'air, la scène et les environs? IHad a été dit par des amis enthousiastes la petite ville de thata appelée Eureka Springs, niché dans les montagnes de Boston dans le nord-ouest de l'Arkansas, était juste l'endroit. Donc, je suis allé à Eureka Springs. En partant de Saint-Louisen soirée, par le magnifique chemin de fer de Frisco, à 9 heures le lendemain

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Tri-State medical journal and practitioner . AVING become tired of a big, smoky city, wearied by the constant noise and strife, Iwanted a rest; and, in truth, it was needed.Where should I go? there was the rub. Icould go almost anywhere, but the ques-tion was: Where could I secure completechange of air, scene and surroundings? Ihad been told by enthusiastic friends thata little town named Eureka Springs, nestled in the Boston mountains in North-west Arkansas, was just the place. So, toEureka Springs I went. Leaving St. Louisin the evening, via the magnificent Frisco railway, at 9 oclock the next morning Eureka was reached.Current art shows some queer towns perched among the Alps. Noneof them are more remarkable than this Arkansas city. Wherever a goatcan travel there is a street. When it is not a street it is at least a path.. THE TOP OF THE OZARKS. Straight lines are unknown. Shelves and terraces are everywhere. Thereis probably not a single level site for a house in the town, and not one hasbeen built with the same level at both ends. The gulch the railroad hasbeen made in opens out into branches, like the toes of a bird, and thesetoes are all on a widely differing elevation, and each one of them is a street.Between these streets the houses climb and perch, at all angles and eleva-tions. Some of them seem inaccessible, and one goes by devious paths 580 The Top of the Ozarks. and back ways to get to them. No view of the place ever made or pub-lished conveys any idea of it. No mountain side in Colorado has such acluster of human habitations. There is no reason for its existence in sucha locality, no usual cause why it should grow amid such surroundings, clinging to the sides of ragged canyons and in the midst of a formlessupheaval of rock and fissure. Yet Eureka Springs has about 6, 000 people, besides hundre

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