nd thousands of pavilions and pagodas on every
side of you, and every one of 'em filled with thousands and millions of
beautiful exhibits, and you can see what a condition your head would be
in after a half a day in that buildin', let alone your legs.

Some think that the German Pavilion is the most notable of any. Never
wuz such iron gates seen in this country, a-towerin' up twenty feet
high, and ornamented off in the most elaborate manner, and high towers
crowned by their gold eagles; and high up in the back is a majestic
bronze Germania. On either side, and in the centre, are other wonderful
pavilions. If you go through these gates you will want to stay there a
week right along, examinin' the world of objects demandin' your
attention--marvellous tapestry, porcelain, paintin', statuary,
furniture, hammered iron, copper, printin', lithographin', etc., and
etcetry.

It wuz here that we see the Columbian diamond, a blue brilliant, the
finest diamond at the Exposition.

The French pavilion is a dream of beauty. It rises up in white,
marble-like beauty, not excelled by any country, it seems to me, and is
filled with the very finest things to be found in the French shops, and
that is sayin' the finest in the world.

Here are beautiful figgers in wax, wearin' the most magnificent dresses
you ever hearn on--Papa, Mama, Grandma, Baby, and Nurse--all fitted out
in clothes suitable, and the hite of beauty and elegance.

Why, in goin' through this section you can jest imagine the most
beautiful and perfect things you ever hearn on in dress, furniture,
jewelry, etc., etc., and multiply 'em by one hundred, and then you
wouldn't figger out the result half gorgeous enough.

Why, it is insured for ten millions, and it is worth it. I wouldn't take
a cent less for it--not a cent; and so I told Josiah.

Why, there is one baby's cradle worth thirty-one thousand dollars, and a
vase at twenty thousand, and a parasol at two thousand five hundred, and
other things accordin'--the idee!

The Gobelin tapestries that are loaned by the French Goverment are
absolutely priceless.

Austria's big pavilion has her double eagles reared up over it; it
stands up sixty-five feet high, and is full of splendor.

Bohemian glass in every form and shape bein' one of its best exhibits,
and terry-cotty figgers, and beautiful gifts of Honor loaned by the
Emperor, and etc.

And you can tell the Russian pavilion as fur as you can see it by its
dark, st