l, here we see all kinds of American glass manufactured, from goblets
and butter-dishes up to glass draperies, dresses, laces, neckties, and
all sorts of orniments.

Josiah sez, "Samantha, oh, how I would like a glass necktie--it would be
so uneek; how I could show off to Deacon Gowdy!"

"Wall," sez I, "we can try to buy one, and at the same time I will order
a glass polenay."

"Oh, no," sez he, "it would be too resky; glass is so brittle it would
make you restive."

And he tried to hurry me along, but I would look round a little; and we
see there right before our face and eyes a man take a long tube and dip
it into melted glass, and blow out cups and flower-vases, and trim 'em
all off with flowers of glass of all colors, and sech cut glass as we
see there I never see before; why, one little piece takes a man a month
to cut it out into its diamond glitter.

And I would stop to see that glass dress all finished off for the
Princess Eulaly. There it wuz in plain sight in Mr. Libby's factory
draped on a wax figger of Eulaly. Mr. Libby made it and presented it to
the Princess.

It took ten million feet of glass thread; it wuz wove into twelve
yards of cloth, and sent to a dressmaker in New York, who fitted it to
the Princess on her last days in the city. It is low neck and short
sleeves, and has a row of glass fringe round the bottom, and soft glass
ruching round the neck and sleeves. It looks some like pure white satin,
and some different. It is as beautiful as any dress ever could be, and
Eulaly will look real sweet in it. She'll be sorry to not have me see
her in it, I hain't a doubt.

[Illustration: It took ten million feet of glass thread, and Eulaly
will look real sweet in it.]

And oh, how I did wish, as I looked at it, that her ancestor could have
seen it, and meditated how pert and forwards the land wuz that he'd
discovered!

Glass dresses--the idee!

But Josiah looked kinder oneasy all the time that I wuz a-lookin' at it;
he wuz afraid of what thoughts I might be entertainin' in my mind
onbeknown to him, and he hurried me onwards.

But the very next place we come to be wuz still more anxious to proceed
rapidly, for this wuz the Irish Village, where native wimmen make the
famous Irish laces.

It wuz a perfect Irish village, lackin' the dirt, and broken winders,
and the neighborly pigs, and etc.

At one end of it is the exact reproduction of the ancient castle
Donegal, famed in song and story. In t