The Newtown bee., 1904-09-02


 figured largely in politics in late years. Among the many who took our train there was a matronly woman with four boys, and provision and bags enough for long journey. One of the boys carried small pail of water that he set under the seat. Accidentally the pail was. upset and the water flowed freely. Ladies tip-toed, and held up their skirts, the mother scurried and picked up the goldfish that were f1op- ping about, the pOrterIbrought in the mop and in due time order was brought out of chaos. l suggested to the DOT ter that he leave the mop as it would be again needed for the aquarium be- fore night, and sure enough it was, when a second upset occurred, which the porter did not treat as graciously. She called one boy Bryan" "Ah hal" said, civilian J.?" "Yes," she said,. "that boy was born the night of the day Bryan got the nomination for President for the first time. Bryan named him himself" Of course I congratulated her and the boy, and seeing her admiration for the man amused myself by asking some ques- tions. She said, "He is awful smart, no great lawyer, and was poor until he began his political carrier (of course she meant career. but carrier answer ed just as we'll, but soon as he began to make speeches he got rich and now he lives in a fine house and has lots of money" Fifty-tive miles northeast of Lincoln and we reached Omaha, where we crossed the Missouri OppO- site Council Bluffs and are in the state of Iowa, and still 500 miles west of Chicago. Now we are in great corn and wheat country, 300 miles in width with the Missouri river on the western boundary and the Mississippi the east ern. Its rolling prairie of deep black soil is wonderfully productive. Corn was the leading crop along our route. Cattle and horses were feeding on the bottom lands, and hogs were scurrying over wheat stubble to gather the gleanings. We crossed the Mississippi river at Burlington and from there on until dark the quantity and quality of the corn beat anything I had ever seen. Long stretches of country far as the eye could reach was a wilder ness of corn, most beautiful sight. We reached Chicago about g D. m., and then waited until the Lake Shore and Michigan Central train moved out for Buffalo. We reached Toledo at 6 am. and would have been glad to stop with friends, but were allowed no stop-over on our through ticket to Pittsfeld, ex- cept one of ten days at Niagara Falls From Toledo to Buffalo we pass along the lake shore so that we are in sight of it much of the way all day. To the north of us lies great farming coun- try and we realize from all we see that we are really once more in the East, and not far from home. At Buffalo we were told we must deposit out tickets at Niagara Falls. That done we bought tickets for Medina, where we were warmly welco6ed by the dear friends, who in Washington last February bade us Godspeed as we left for Cali fornia. After few delightful days with them we returned to give one days time to Niagara Falls, the place where we went on our wedding trip in 1858, and where we have made several pleasant trips together since. Making our start on our Western trip from the Capitol of our nation, it seemed in good keeping to let
 AMERICAS GREATEST EASTERN wON- be the place where we would end sight, seeing after our wonderfully interest ing trip to the Pacific coast. When we were looking into the Grand Can yon of ::the Colorado we thought it dwarfed Niagara, but as we stood be- side Niagara once more and thought of all that we had seen beyond the Mississippi we could not help feeling that Niagara can lose none of it's aw- full grandeur and beauty by compari- son. On the upper suspension bridge we crossed by trolley car to the Cana dian side, and went as far as the Horse shoe Fall, which it is very easy to see have changed much in form in the past 40 years. The curve at precent is not nearly so uniform, there being an acute angle near the center instead of an almost perfect curve at the time of our first visit. We crossed over to Goat Island and went to the Three Sisters islands, crossing on sub- stantial stone bridges in place of the rickety ones of years gone by-stood at the edge of the Horseshoe Falls on the American side and looked down upon the Maid of the Mist," that still makes its frequent trips up the river, so near to the great fall as to be al- most lost sight of in the thick mist, of of