y bewildered and extatic admiration that my
companions wuz entirely lost from sight, when Miss Plank sez--

"Here we are, ready to land." And indeed I see on comin' to myself that
the hull 5000, and their relations on both sides, wuz on the move, and
it wuz time for me to disembark myself, which I proceeded to do,
a-follered by the forms of my Josiah and Miss Plank. She stepped out
quite briskly over her namesake, and so did Josiah. They didn't take in
the full beauty and grandeur of the seen as I did--no, indeed.

[Illustration: I proceeded to disembark, a-follered by the forms of
my Josiah and Miss Plank.]

They could think of vittles even at that time, for I heard Josiah say--

"We will settle on some place to go that is handy to a restaurant."

And Miss Plank picked one where the biled corned beef wuz delicious, and
the pies and coffee--

Corned beef! oh, my heart, in such a time as this! Beef corned in such a
hour! But I forgive 'em and pitied 'em, for it wuz my duty.

Wall, we told Josiah he should have his way that mornin', and go where
he wanted to--and he wanted to tackle Machinery Hall; consequently we
tackled it.

And how many acres big do you suppose this buildin' wuz? Seventeen acres
and a half is the size of the floor--

Jest half a acre more than Silenas Bobbetses farm, that he broke old
Squire Bobbetses will to git, and he and his twin brother Zebulin come
to hands and blows about, in front of the Jonesville post-office.

Zebulin said it wuz too much land to give to one of the children--they
wuz leven of 'em--and the farm didn't go round--the others didn't have
only fifteen acres apiece.

Yes; this one buildin' covered as much ground as Silenas Bobbet gits a
good livin' from, a-raisin' cabbage and spinach.

And the buildin' wuz seemin'ly all wrought of white marble, with
statutes, and colonnades, and towers, and everything else for its
comfort, and inside wuz every machine that wuz ever made or thought on,
from a sassage-cutter and apple-parer to a steam engine in full blast.

I believe they tuned up higher and louder when I went in--it wouldn't be
nothin' surprisin' if they did, some as the brass band strikes up as the
hero enters.

This song wuz the loud, strong chorus of Labor, that echoes all over the
world, grand chorus that is played by the full orkestry of the sons and
daughters of toil.

Oh, how many notes there is in this strong, ail-pervadin' anthem!
Genius, and Patience, and