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FIZZ!

went a stream of carbonic acid gas forty feet into the air! The
spring has been “doing so some more” to-day. Tubing will
soon be put down when it is expected that this spring will spurt
like the Geyser. The water tastes like Congress spring—only
not so much so. The spring is a mystery. The laborers are as
mysterious as a masonic lodge about its depth, amount of rock
excavated, &c.

They go around with their fingers to their lips, and sh—! is the
only ominous answer given to the thousand
and one questions asked. My Statician
says they bored 95 feet, excavated no rock,
and that the spring will not run after the
excess of gas is exhausted. He was right—for it has stopped
sprouting already.