, San Jose, Ogden, Salt Lake
City, Glenwood Springs, Colorado Springs, Denver, Kansas City,
and St. Louis. Stops of more or less length will be made at all
these points. New York will be reached on the 25th of May.

"It will be a most delightful, interesting, and instructive
outing. We trust it may be made without a single mishap, and
that the party may all reach their Northern homes in safety,
and that when memory calls up its scenes and incidents,
Thomasville, clothed in its fresh garments of spring, with its
countless flowers, its balmy air and blue skies, will have a
place in the picture."

We can hear the cheery voice of our editorial friend, Captain Triplett,
in all these lines, full of kindness and good feeling.

III

Departure from Thomasville.--Pet Superstitions.--Montgomery, Alabama.--
The Capitol.--The Public Fountain.--Montgomery to New Orleans.

It seemed as if we were commencing our journey in dead earnest as we
were leaving Thomasville. Our party was complete, and we were all
settled in our special places for the trip, our luggage and bags all in
ship-shape order. The day, too, was Saturday, the 16th; hence our real
beginning was not, after all, on the fatal "13th," when we left New
York. Some of us had little pet superstitions about numbers. Sixteen,
however, seemed to satisfy all parties. It was composed of seven and
nine, and had also in it two eights and four fours. Here was
completeness and perfection, besides the mystery and infinity of the
sacred seven and the thrice perfect nine.

On our way from New York, had we not also a bad omen? The end extension
step of our car got ripped off at one of the stations; and as we were
also shunted about a little at Thomasville, just before starting, rip
went the other step. There was suppressed gloom at these accidents; but
the said gloom was all dispersed when, some hours after, we were
detained by a broken bridge. "There," said one of the ladies, "that is
the third accident since we left. We are all safe now." Although the
third accident was to a bridge, and not to our car, it, however,
answered all purposes, and set us completely at rest.

How inevitable those little superstitions are, and how hard it is to
despise them, or, as we say, rise above them! We sometimes laugh at
them, but we cherish them all the same, and fain would show our more
exalted wisdom by the m