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The noise of the tens of thousands on the pavements makes a babel that drowns the racket of the carts and cars.
The swift-speeding cars create clouds of white dust which settles upon the hedges and trees, covering them with it and obscuring the wayside flowers and hiding all their attractiveness. Corn and grass are injured and destroyed by the dust clouds.
"We are here worse off than in a hostile country," wrote our commander; "never was an army so ill used: we had no assistance from the Spanish army: we were obliged to unload our ammunition and our treasure in order to employ the cars in the removal of our sick and wounded."
In New York there are street omnibuses as we have there are street cars such as last year we declined to have, and there are very excellent public carriages; but none of these give you the accommodation of a cab, nor can all of them combined do so. The omnibuses, though clean and excellent, were to me very unintelligible. They have no conductor to them.
To stretch out one's hand and feel that she was there. Putting on more cars? They would sit together somewhere, as they used to sit on the sun-warmed grass at Friendly Bay, and say nothing at all.... How nearly they had missed it ... but it would be all right now. Love, whom they had both denied, had both given and forgiven. It would be all right, it must be all right, now!
Several cars of lime reached the city and many more were en route from different points. A carload of ambulance supplies was on the way from Cincinnati. Members of the Citizens' Relief Committee were apprehensive of a water famine. It was believed there was little chance that the present supply could be made to last until the water mains were in use again.
This was inexplicable, but after we had proceeded this way for several hours some one conceived the idea that the Rebels, to avoid treating with Butler, were taking us into the Department of some other commander to exchange us. This explanation satisfied us, and our spirits rose again. Night found us at Gaston, N. C., where we received a few crackers for rations, and changed cars.
Praise from the lips she loved best stirred her womanly heart as the applause of the public could never do. "Come, sit down, Electra, and tell me something of your life, since the death of your friend, Mr. Clifton." "Did you receive my last letter, giving an account of Mrs. Clifton's death?" "Yes; just as I stepped upon the platform of the cars it was handed to me.
No doubt to many of us the privation thus imposed would be far worse than the privation of small change, of horses and motor cars, of express trains, and all the other prosaic inconveniences of war.
Uncle Wellington acquiesced in this arrangement, and they walked up to the corner to the street-car line. In a few moments a car passed. Mr. Johnson jumped on the moving car, and uncle Wellington followed his example, at the risk of life or limb, as it was his first experience of street cars. There was only one vacant seat in the car and that was between two white women in the forward end. Mr.
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