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Text for Page 142 [10-01-1853]

              (for we tread on caverns!) we enter stalagmite, and stalactite decorated
Louisa�s Bower.       Post Oak pillar is next, a rare stone-impreg-
nated water petrifaction, up rising and down hanging; and then we enter
the Register Rooms, Old and New.   The whiteness of the ceilings of
these avenues has been villanously smirched and befouled by nobodies names
execated in lamp smoke, � hence their appellation.    Gothic Chapel follows,
an extensive and exquisite mimicry of Architectural handiwork.  �Tis a
large elliptically-shaped room, at either end screened off by great stalag-
mite columns; others also, beautiful exceedingly rising from the floor to
roughly ribbed and ground arches, variously lined.  Asses twain, (two-
legged ones) were wed here, once, thinking perchance they did a notable thing,
as if any-body couldn�t effect it.      In one of the great Stalagmite columns is
a rough seat, dubbed Wilkin�s or the Devil�s Arm Chair, � the for-
mer appelation it has from a past owner of the Cave.   Here, (if you let
him,) Stephen will sing Eliza Cook�s trash about embalming a chair with
tears and be-dewing it with sighs.   The fellow has a pleasant, mellowish voice,
and uses it indifferently well.     Vulcan�s Forge, roughy shaped like 
	one.
  Napoleon�s Breastwords, or Scott, or Taylor�s Breast-
works, for they were indifferently called either.  I prefer the latter twain, as
I see no reason for giving the Scoundrel Corsican preference over honest men.
A rock embankment, like to military work, of some length.       The Ele-
phants Head, a stalactite mass, thus shaped, sans trunk, dependant from
above, Hercules Pillars, and the Lover�s Leap.   The latter,
a sharp pointed rock out-jutting into a black-rotunda-pit is notable to
look upon, � of course no lover ever did jump from it, hence its name.   To the
right, downwards we go through Elbow Crevice, a narrow pass, but
3 feet wide, though 50 high, winding under the avenue we have just left.
(But of this being the avenue I�m not certain, � I think there�s two here,
and it may be the one leading to the right.)     Bonaparte�s Dome, and,               
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