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Text for Page 125 [09-26-1853]

              from above.  Down wards, lower still, and at length we reach the
bottom.     Here, at either end of the great arching tunnel were the
miners at work, great squared buckets being steam-hoisted from above,
while the Irish men filled them rapidly with the detached marl masses.
Marvellously strait and well cut was the broad subterranean passage way.
They effect from 3 to five feet each way daily.   Our curiosity satisfied we as-
cend to upper air, which I reach considerably before Goodin & our miner
guide.        The stout good-humored gentleman, Mr G was rather blown by it.
A wash, and then to the City again, being direfully muddy as to ones
extremities.      Got rid of dirt &c, then dined.       Mr Lock came at
2 1/2 & Bruce, at whose invitation, I Lock, & stout Taylor all
get in vehicle for a 7 miles ride to Carthage, where an agricultural
fair is to come off, two days hence.      A very lovely country lies about
Cincinatti; sloping hills, meadow and forest land, very park like, &
peacefully-beautiful streams.      One, through which we passed, (having
just before spyed a milkman diluting his liquid with the water � an
unbecoming spectacle in such a scene of Arcadian Simplicity.) was inexpres-
sibly lovely.      Dusty hot roads.        Reaching the place, � a sloping,
beautiful lawn like spot, with mobile trees on it, we found tents
&c in the course of erection, and some half dozen newspaper men,
to whom I was introduced.         All rambling about, having the ar-
rangements explained by the president, a Mr Green, then to his
house near, and a sort of collation with champagne, Catawba & Isa-
bella.       To his hen-nery, and saw the Shanghais &c. Back
through the beautiful sunset.    Lock & I took a cup of tea at the
Burnet, then to a �Nigger� minstrel concert in the evening.
  27. Tuesday.  By 10 1/2 to the �Times� Office, (having paid my $5 at
the Burnet,) and meeting Isac O Davis, Mrs Kidders acquaintance by the
way.  He enquired after her, supposing her to be, by this time, Mrs Morse. /               
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