I felt very diminutive--very--almost tiny.

But I got over it pretty soon.

I felt about my usial size as we descended the stairs and stood on the steps, ready to sally out and take the street cars that wuz to transport our bodys to the Christopher Columbus World's Fair.
But while we wuz a-standin' there a-lookin' round to see jest which wuz the best way to go to get to the corner Miss Plank had directed us to, Mr.Bolster come down the steps spry and active as a young cat, and, sez he-- "My carriage is waiting to take me to my orfice, and I will be glad to take you both in, and take you past some of our city sights, and I will leave you at a station where the train will take you right to the grounds." So we accepted his offer, Josiah with joy and I with a becomin' dignity, and the carriage sot off down the street.
And what follers truly seems like a dream to me, and so duz the talk accompanyin' it.

The tall buildin's we looked at, one of 'em 260 feet high, 20 storys--elevators that carry 40,000 passengers--and a garden on the roof, a garden 260 feet in the air, where you can set and talk and eat nut-cakes, and fried oysters--the idee! And then the block that Mr.Bolster said wuz the largest business block in the world, it accomidated 6000 people.

And then we went by big meetin'-housen, and other big housen, whose ruffs seemed so high that it seemed as if you could stand up on the chimblys and shake hands with the man in the moon, and neighbor with him.
And then the talk I hearn--22 miles of river frontage sweepin' up from the lake into the heart of the city, where the giant elevators unload their huge traffic.