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Samantha at the World’s Fair

CHAPTER XVI
9/18

But I think they know how to cook there--that inn is the headquarters of the Pickwick Club.

Lots of English folks go there, as is nateral.
Wall, after we had a lunch and rested for a spell, Josiah proposed that we should go and see the Transportation Buildin'.
Miss Plank had to leave us now to go home and see about her cookin'.

And we wended on alone.
On our way there we met Thomas J.and Maggie and Isabelle.

They wuz jest a-goin' to Machinery Hall.

Maggie and Isabelle looked sweet as two new-blown roses, and Thomas J.smart and handsome.
We stopped and visited quite a spell, real affectionate and agreeable.
Oh, what a interestin' couple our son and his wife are! and Isabelle is a girl of a thousand.
Krit had gone on to Dakota, on business, they said, but wuz comin' back anon--or mebby before.
Truly, if anybody had kep track of their pride and self-conceit, and counted how many times it fell, and fell hard, too, durin' the World's Fair, it would have been a lesson to 'em on the vanity of earthly things, and a good lesson in rithmetic, too.
Why, they couldn't tell the number of times unless they could go up into millions, and I d'no but trillions.
Why, it would keep a-fallin' and a-fallin' the hull durin' time you wuz there, if you kep watch on it to see; but truly you didn't have no time to, no more'n you did your breathin', only when it took a little deeper fall than common, and then as it lay prostrate and wounded, it drawed your attention to it.
Now, at Jonesville, the neighborin' wimmen had envied and looked up to my transportation facilities.
Miss Gowdy and she that wuz Submit Tewksbury would often say to me-- "Oh, if I had your way of gittin' round--if I could only have your way of goin' jest where you want to and when you want to!" Such remarks had fed my vanity and pride.
And I will own right up, like a righteous sinner, that I had ofttimes, though I had on the outside a becomin' appearance of modesty-- Yet on the inside I wuz all puffed up by a feelin' of my superior advantages-- As I would set up easy on the back seat of the democrat, and the old mair would bear me on gloriously, and admired by the neighborin' wimmen who walked along the side of the road afoot, and anon the old mair a-leavin' 'em fur behind.
And, like all high stations, that back seat in the democrat and that noble old mair had brung down envy onto me and mean remarks.
It come straight back to me--Miss Lyman Tarbox told she that wuz Sally Ann Mayhew, and she that wuz Sally Ann told the minister's wife, and she told her aunt, and her aunt told my son-in-law's mother, and Miss Minkley told Tirzah Ann, and she told me--it come straight-- "That Josiah Allen's wife looked like a fool, and acted like one, a-settin' up a-ridin' whenever she went anywhere, while them that wuz full as likely walked afoot!" I took them remarks as a tribute to my greatness--a plain acknowledgement of my superior means of locomotion and transportation.
They didn't break the puff ball of my vanity and pride, and let the wind out--no, indeed! But alas! alas! as I entered the Transportation Buildin', and looked round me, there wuz no gentle prick to that overgrown puff ball to let the gas out drizzlin'ly and gradual--no, there wuz a sudden smash, a wild collapse, a flat and total squshiness--the puff ball wuz broke into a thousand pieces, and the wind it contained, where wuz it?
Ask the breezes that wafted away Caesar's last groans, that blowed up the dust over buried Pompeii.
The buildin' itself wuz a sight--why, it is 960 feet long, and the cupola in the centre 166 feet high, with eight elevators to take you up to it; the great main entrance wuz all overlaid with gold--looked full as good as Solomon's temple, I do believe--and broad enough and big enough for a hull army of giants to walk through abreast, and then room enough for Josiah and me besides.
But it wuz on the inside of it that my pride fell and broke all to pieces, as I looked round me and down the long distance behind and before me.
I knew--for I had been told--that one fourth of all the savin's of civilized man is invested in railroads, and when I thought of how dretful rich some men and countries are, and kings and emperors, etc., I felt prepared to do homage to a undertakin' that had swallowed up one fourth of all that accumulated wealth.
But sence the world begun, never had there been a exhibition before showin' all the railroad systems of the world side by side, all the big American railroads, and great Britain, and France, and Germany.
The Baltimore and Ohio exhibit shows how the railroads of the world have been thought out gradual, and come up from nothin' to what they are--grew up from a little steam carriage that wuz shut up in Paris in 1760 as bein' disordely.
"Disordely!" Good land! there never wuz a new idee worth anything in this world but has been called "disordely" by fools.
You can see that very little carriage here at the Fair; after bein' shut up for two hundred years, it comes out triumphant, just as Columbus has.
Stevensonses first engine is here--an exact reproduction--and the hull caboodle of the first attempts leadin' up to the engines of to-day.
Dretful interestin' to look at these rough little inventions and to speculate on what prophetic strivin's, and yearnin's, and heartaches, and despairs, and triumphs went into every one on 'em.
For every one on 'em wuz follered, as a man is by his black shadder, by the cold, evil spirits of unbelief, malice, envy, and cheatin'.
The sun the inventors walked under--the glowin' sun of prophecy and foreknowledge--always casts such shadders, some as our sun duz, only blacker.
And every one of them old engines by the help of machinery is moved and turned, just as if Old Time himself had laid his hour-glass offen his head, and wuz a-puttin' his old shoulders under their iron shafts, and a-settin' them to goin' agin, after so long a time.
How I wished as I looked at 'em that Stevenson and the rest of them men who lived, and worked, and suffered ahead of their time, could a been there to see the fruit of their glowin' fancies blow out in full bloom! But then I thought, as I looked out of a winder into the clear, blue depths of sky overhead, Like as not they are here now, their souls havin' wrought out some finer existence, so etheral that our coarser senses couldn't recognize 'em--mebby they wuz right here round the old home of their thoughts, as men's dreams will hang round the homes of their boyhood.
Who knows now?
I don't, nor Josiah.
The New York Central exhibit shows the old Mohawk and Hudson train, a model of the first locomotive sot a-goin' on the Hudson in 1807 with a boundin' heart and a tremblin' hand by Robert Fulton, and which wuz pushed off from the pier and propelled onwards by the sneerin', mockin', unbelievin' laughs of the spectators as much as from the breezes that swept up from the south.
I would gin a cent freely and willin'ly if I could a seen Robert stand there side by side with that old locomotive and the fastest lightin' express of to-day--like seed and harvest--with Josiah and me for a verdant and sympathizin' background.
Oh, what a sight it would a been, if his emotions could a been laid bare, and mine, too! It would a been a sight long to remember.
But to resoom.
The first locomotive ever seen in Chicago wuz there a-puffin' out its own steam.


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