|THE Chicago custom house and post office, built from designs by Oscar
Wild, and other delirum tremens artists, is getting wiggly, and bids
fair to some day fall down and scrunch about 500 United States employes
into the great billowy sea of the eternal hence. It is a sick looking
structure, with little gothic warts on top, and red window sashes, and
little half-grown smoke houses sprouting out of it in different places.
It is grand, gloomy and peculiar, and looks as though it might be cursed
with an inward pain.