A Californian circling the globe . rriageand we were driven rapidly towards Mount Vesuvius, I musedas never before, catching in my mind the grasp of centuries,enabling me to look back over all the ages that are with one mighty sweep of vision, I saw the race, ondown to the end of time, and I said all I want is Thy ap-proval. For some distance we passed along a village street en-closed with walls, then we came to the starting place, wherewe exchanged the carriage for horses. Two very ordinarylooking horses were brought to our side and we mounted thesteeds. The street was full of peopl
A Californian circling the globe . rriageand we were driven rapidly towards Mount Vesuvius, I musedas never before, catching in my mind the grasp of centuries,enabling me to look back over all the ages that are with one mighty sweep of vision, I saw the race, ondown to the end of time, and I said all I want is Thy ap-proval. For some distance we passed along a village street en-closed with walls, then we came to the starting place, wherewe exchanged the carriage for horses. Two very ordinarylooking horses were brought to our side and we mounted thesteeds. The street was full of people to see us start were asking us for money, and offering little longersticks, expecting if we took them to get a few drivers whipped up the steeds, catching hold of them bythe end of their tails, holloing R at the top of their voices,and away we went up the street, amid this babel, jolting hardenough to shake our ribs out of place. As soon as I couldrecover breath I looked at the long distance to travel on an. ?!*3*i«J
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