. The Century book of famous Americans : the story of a young people's pilgrimage to historic homes . e; why, there s no trolley to the Hermitage. Thats twelve miles off. Is that so! said Jack. Well, that s the first time we ve been sofar from a lemon. Everything, everywhere, from Norfolk on, has been justa trolley-ride away. What s the matter with the Hermitage ? Oh, that s all right, the clerk replied, with a twinkle; but you see,Old Hickory did nt think of trolleys when he settled there. Like to moveit for you, sir, but, you see, we cant. It s a pleasant trip down there,though. Better take
. The Century book of famous Americans : the story of a young people's pilgrimage to historic homes . e; why, there s no trolley to the Hermitage. Thats twelve miles off. Is that so! said Jack. Well, that s the first time we ve been sofar from a lemon. Everything, everywhere, from Norfolk on, has been justa trolley-ride away. What s the matter with the Hermitage ? Oh, that s all right, the clerk replied, with a twinkle; but you see,Old Hickory did nt think of trolleys when he settled there. Like to moveit for you, sir, but, you see, we cant. It s a pleasant trip down there,though. Better take it in. Why, that s what we re here for, said Jack, turning away to join theothers, marshaled under Uncle Toms lead at the elevator. To them, Jack reported. In the midst of the laugh at Jacks expensethat followed, Uncle Tom assured his nephew that his inquiry was entirelyunnecessary, as all such details had been duly attended to, and that theywould leave for the Hermitage on the morning train. Meantime, he said, we 11 still be loyal to your trolley program, i58 THE CENTURY BOOK OF FAMOUS AMERICANS. Jack, and ride out this afternoon to see the Vanderbilt University and thebig exposition buildings at the farther end of the city. They did so, and were amply repaid for the trip, surprised and pleased at the bigness and beauty of Nash-ville — the great exposition buildingsset in a broad, green park ; the StateCapitol, with its Grecian outlines, sethigh on a hill; and, close beside it,the grave of President Polk, and thefine equestrian statue of GeneralAndrew Jackson, whose home, calledby him the Hermitage, they werenow en route to see. Their journey west and south fromLexington had been a delightful boys and girls all fell in love withKentucky. The green stretch ofblue-grass country between Lex-ington and Louisville was a veritablegarden-land, and Roger declared thathe should prevail on his father to sellout in Boston and buy one of thebeautiful estates in Pewee Valley, or
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