Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1876-10-07

lsnce has Its own history, separate
and apart from every other experience
Herein diversity prevails no less thar
in other manifold provinces of the in
finite empire of creation and provi-
dence. Itneed not be expected, there
fore, that eur Centennial tour wat
marked by incidents altogether in
common with those of any other visi-
tor. Beset with different circum-
stances, occupying different outlooks
and seeing with different eyes, is it at
all possible any other human being
will herein discover full and faith
full portrayal Of his own experience
Not at all; but that absolves us not
from the duty of putting on record g
brief series of brief observations dur
ing brief visit to the Great Inter
national Exposition, however much
they differ from the recitals of any
and all others.
Off the train at Mt. Savage juno
ton we found the recent flood, having
carried away an important bridge,
had spoiled the first and prettiest plan
thoroughly devised for the occasion
| The Bedford Division train was unable
to make connection. We walked to
Ellerslie; thence, (thanks to Mr., J. B.
Lownsbury y by spring wagon to
Bridgeport. Here we met our old
friend, Mr.. I. N. Armstrong, whose
eminent eslloquial powers easily be-
guiled the delay until four o'clock
This hour arrived, we board the train
for Huntingdon. Bedford and the in
termediate stations are reached and
passed in due course of slow time.
Down the southern branch of the
Juniati and through the starless eve we
glide. HUNTINGTON is reached at last,
with 2O3 miles yet to traverse; but
the train is here and we 60 on. At four
next morning the brakeman shouts,
philadelphia !" We stand on the
pavement wondering what next?
Peabody House, Ell? Peabody cab
right here; take you right therey'
Full up said the clerk.
New York day did it.
The cabman was instructed by the
sniable and accommodating Peabody
clerk to take us ito that very excel
lent clearinghouse on Locust street.
Cabman did SO.
"Chock full y
B. & 0. Z. r. excursion had crowd
ed this part Of Brotherly Love.
Here we were directed to the "Moss
Mansion the cabman sat US down
there; we walked in and asked for the
clerk.
Have no clerk, said the porter.
"Is Mr.. Moss in p we further inquir-
ed.
The sleepy porter's eyes now glow
ed with humor. He replied
''De boss names Hellerman, and de
place done been gone and filled up
with Odd Fellowses.'
We asked the cabman for his
charge, meanwhile holding a half
year s subscription to the JOURNAL in
our hand to iquidate the bill.
-Four dollars |"
Slowly and sadly We laid them
down. And then, wrapped in a
eoverlet, the porter laid US on the par
lor sofa at the rate of fifty cents an
hour.
After breakfast, short walk and q
long ride in the horse-cars, and we
began the great work of doing the
Exposition" This is truly large
undertaking, as we shall have occa-
sion further on to speak of.
The next day Saturday was rainy
Went to New York. On the train at
Philadelphia an elderly, portly gen.
tleman, undertook to hold tive pews
for his family, and succeeded better
than he deserved. The influx of pas
sengers was too great, however; finally
gentleman pressed lady into one Of
the seats. The pre- emptor resisted
and in the melee it was charged he
struck the lady.
II didn't, said he.
You did" cried dozen voices
confirmed by the sobbing lady's tssti'
mony.
A row was imminent twenty fists
were shaken under the old man nose
and threats numerously made tt
chuck him out of the window. Find
ing himself in close place he retreat.
| ed from the ear amid the hisse,