Samantha at the World's Fair by Marietta Holley
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forests like a dream of enchantment, a hymn of glory, with not one
false, harsh note in it to mar the glory and perfectness of the song. Now, I have had my idees riz up lots of times--they have riz and fell so much that my muse has fairly lamed herself time and agin, and went round limpin' for some time. And Josiah had told me time and agin, as I would go on about the beauty I expected to see at the World's Fair, "Samantha, you expect too much; you will get dissapinted; tain't Heaven you are goin' to; anybody would most expect, to hear you go on, that you expected to see the New Jerusalem--you are goin' to be dissapinted." Wall, sure enough I wuz, but the dissapintment wuz on the other side--I hadn't expected half nor a quarter nor a millionth part enough. My muse instead of comin' down from the heights that I spozed she wuz on a-cungerin' up that seen--to use metafor--she had always, as you may say, sot down flat on the ground. Why, I couldn't do justice to it in words, nor Josiah couldn't, nor Miss Plank couldn't, not if we all on us had a dictionary in one hand and a English reader in the other, and had travelled down there that beautiful mornin' with a brass band. I wuz so wropped up in my bewildered and extatic admiration that my companions wuz entirely lost from sight, when Miss Plank sez-- "Here we are, ready to land." And indeed I see on comin' to myself that the hull 5000, and their relations on both sides, wuz on the move, and it wuz time for me to disembark myself, which I proceeded to do, |
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