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and has some lovely homes and nm
business houses. We strolled around
seeing all we could with out wearing
ourselves out. Mr.. Brown arranged
for our berths before going out in the
morning. so we went back to The sta.
ton and right to our sleeper. The
Southern's railroad station is a
new structure. and is very compact
and convenient. Knoxville has every
cause to he proud of it.
We left Knoxville on tine. Our
Pullman was as cool and comfortable
as they ever are. The country through
which we passed was full of tunnels.
There are 81 | believe, but I can't say
for certain, as I was asleep most of the
time. had my window up, country
like, and got my berth full of cinders
and nv throat full of coal smoke, but
air was what I wanted. Usually Just
the thought of a train makes me Ill,
but 1 wasn't one bit sick until I got
in the sleeper.
Upon leaving AbbeviIle DR.. Wanna
maker kindly gave me some medicine
that was a sovereign remedy for car
sickness. Several people on the train
lUdI "6It III 1 uOoCo, ouu CfCiJ tlulC
they were benefited.
Next morning I awaked to find my
self in Lexington, KY. Just outside
my window was a lovely blue grass
plot with beds crescent, star and dia-
mond shaped, planted with beautiful
geraniums. We had a twenty minutes
stop for breakfast here. but we were
not ready for breakfast, so J took the
first celr' in the dining car. Every
thing in this car was clean and stylish,
hut to drink coffee and manage other
things with a train at full speed is too
much for me. All day long we trav-
elled, mile after mile of corn, rye and
wheat we passed. Our conductor was
very nice about pointing out things of
interest to US. He told Is when we
struck the famous blue grass region,
and the oil wells of Illinois, the names
of rivers and many other things that
we wanted to know. In the same Pull
man was a Mrs. Harth, from Columbia,
who, when I told her I was from Able
vile, asked me about Mrs. ]. Hayne
McDill, telling me that she vas a close
relative of hers. She came and sat
with us for some time, and we foued
she was going to st. Louis to see a
brother whom she had not seen for
thirty years, and to visit a sister. But
I forgot to mention that when I STEP
ped in the sleeper at Knoxville, who
should 1 see but Mr. and Mrs. Kinet-
isko, who stayed in Abbeville, at the
Eureka. They were very pleasant and
gave us some valuable information
about st. Louis. We were on q fast
train so made few stops, but still the
time seemed dreadfully long. The
conductor would say, mot much longer
now", and 1 would straighten up,
then in q few minutes find myself
curled up on my pillow. A pillow is
n luxury we had 1 insisted on Mrs.
Brown having one, as she was not feel
ing real we'll, just 80 | could get one.
At last East st. Louis was called
and I was sure it would only be a wee
little while before / would be in the
Mecca. l am sure it was one hour be-
fore we got to the bridge. The con
ductor collected for the crossing over
the bridge and I asked him how much
it was and he said 25 cents, | said why!
I thought it was so cents? He told
me I could pay that if 1 wanted to, but
I declined with thanks.
To get into the station you have to
20 under the city, and it is blacker
than night, and somewhat warmer
than Christmas times. 1t took five
minutes to 60 through this dark hot
place, all the windows are down and
it is awfully scarey. L had visions of
head-on collisions and all sorts of
things.
Well here we were, at last after a
constant move since eight o'clock un-
till nearly six, next afternoon, in St.
Louis.
In st. Louis I gave Mrs. Browns
arm a good squeeze to realize, if pos
sible, that we were really on the soil
of Missouri. .
The station, the station, such a place.!
1t is is bigger than our square alto
gether. Thirty tracks under the vast
cover, then the inner court, then the
building it is perfe city fitted up with
crystal chandeliers and tiled floors,
and with all modern conveniences.
Here we brushed off a little of the dust
and smut of our travels. My face was
a source of amusement to Mrs. Brown,
as it was always covered with beauty
spots.
At last we are out into the Worlds
Fair city.
We could scarcely make our way for
people begging US to stop with them
and poking cards and guides in our
faces.
We took an up town car then got off
and began our hunt for a stopping
place. We found a very nice, neat
place righton direct line to the grounds,
so we decided to remain as it was aftel
seven, "their time,n we always said.