The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-11-01

into the Pacific ,oeean-noW, don't look
incredulous-and kept on walking until
we reached street car which carried
us to our hotel in st. Louis. Though
we were not at all fatigued, we con-
sidered ourselves entitled to enjoy
car ride after all that walking.
Now hear one Of my readers saying
to his family group that hopeless
lunatie somehow has gotten hold Of a
T pen or a typewriter and written an
utterly crazy story, seeking to make
people believe that he has done things
absolutely impossible. Let me assure
you that | am sane-perfectly so. /
have done merely what you or any
body else can do if you can walk at
all and have a few minutes to spend on
a five-acre plot of ground at the
worlds fair. Nearly all things are
possible at this greatest of universal
eXpoSitionS, even now, half a year be-
fore the fair is open.
How can do it? oh, it was very
easy, 1 assure you. First, let me tell
you who was in the party. There was
| d pretty young lady from Buffalo, N.
Y, where the Pan-American exposition
| was held. Her name is Madge. There
was a handsome young man from Chi
cago, where the Columbus exposition
of 1898 was held. His name is George.
His middle name is Washington, and
he cannot tell lie. He bears me out
| in my statement as to the long walk we
| took in few minutes. Then, there
were sweet little girl and her mamma
Mrs. BroWnsmith and Susie. Mrs.
! Brownsmith was chaperon for the
| party. Miss Madge is visiting in ST.
Louis, and George W., I may state
without betraying too many con-
fidences, is in st. Louis just now be-
| cause Madge is here. He pretends to
have run down from Chicago on bust
ness. but l know better.
When we stopped at Chicago on our
| little walking tour I overheard George
/ ask Miss Madge how she would like
to live there. Sc replied, You'll have
| to ask papa" and George at once in
| sisted upon going to Buffalo. We all
walked over to Buffalo, through Lake
Erie, which we found perfectly dry,
but there was nobody living in Buffalo,
and George reluctantly said he must
wait until another time
There was nobody living in Chicago,
! either, nor in st. Louis for that mat
ter, so far as we could ascertain on
| our trip The only persons we saw
on the whole United States were a
] gentleman named Brodie and half a
dozen men under his direction, sowing
!. fall wheat in North Dakota and
! smoothing the ground in Kentucky for
! a crop of rye. Rye, you know, Is a
! very popular crop in Kentucky. Mr..
Brodie stood in the middle of Texas
| and instructed the men in North Da-
| kota as to how the wheat should be
/ put in; and he didn't have to use a
| mega phone, for his ordinary voice was
| loud enough.
Now please don't say again that
am crazy. Just wait till I explain.
| Give me time, won't you?
We entered the United States at the
| northern coast of Maine, somewhere
! in the neighborhood of Bar Harber,
| the famous summer resort. Miss Madge
remarked that she spent part of last
| summer there, and Mrs. BroWnsmith
| privately informed me that George also
passed his two weeks vacation at Bar
Harbor. Miss Madge blushed as we
walked along the Maine coast, a few
miles out in the Atlantic ocean. Per-
haps she was passing the spot where
| George, sitting at her feet on the sandy
| beach, first limited to her that Chicago
| is fine place to live.
We walked leisurely along and came
| down to that queer little hook of land
called Cape Cod. Little Susie wanted
us all to stop and tell her stories about
the Cape Cod fishermen, but We told
her to wait until we got home and she
could read Kipling's Captains Cour-
ageous'' or Joe Lincoln's ballads.
We came around under the cape and
looked for the state of Rhode Island
but it was so small that we couldn't
find it with the naked eye. All of us
had learned in our school biographies
| that Rhode Island is a tiny bit Of a
state, but we never realized how small
| it is until we took this walking trip
and could compare its size with that
of the other states, which were all
| spread out before us. have forgotten
! to tell you that on this trip we could