there--which shows what interest wimmen takes in solid things as well as
ornimental.

Wall, we hung around there till I wuz fearfully wore out--with the
sights I see and the noise I hearn--and it wuz a relief to my eyes and
ears (and I believe them ear pans never will be the pans they wuz before
I went in there)--it wuz a relief when my companion begun to feel the
nawin's of hunger. And after we went through Machinery Hall we went
through the machine shops, at a pretty good jog, and the power-house,
where there is the biggest engine in the world--24,000 horse power.

Good land! and in Jonesville we consider 4 horses hitched to a load
_very_ powerful; but jest think of it, twenty-four thousand horses jest
hitched along in front of each other--why, they would reach from our
house clear to Zoar--the idee!

But Josiah's inward state grew worse and worse, and finally sez he, in
pitiful axents--

"Samantha, I am in a starvin' state," and Miss Plank looked quite bad.

So at their request we went a little further south to the White Horse
Inn.

This inn is a exact reproduction of the famous White Horse Inn in
England. Thinkin' so much of Dickens as I do (introduced to him by
Thomas Jefferson), it wuz a comfort to see over the mantlery-piece the
well-known form of "Sam Weller," the old maid, and others of Dickenses
characters, that seem jest as real to me as Thomas Jefferson, or Tirzah
Ann.