Describes his journey by railroad through Ohio. Transcription: over half a mile ?s dark tramping, through the slumbering city, over the bridge, into Fulton. More waiting at depot, by gas light till the cars arriving some thirty folk enter, and off speeds the Lightning Express train. A small drizzle of rain increases; and great pools of water spread on either side by the un-picturesque utiliatarian outskirts of Cincinatti. Wet everywhere, and when the bleak, bare country is reached dull clouds of mist brooding over the sodden soil, tree stumps in melancholy water pools, and no corner of blue a
Describes his journey by railroad through Ohio. Transcription: over half a mile ?s dark tramping, through the slumbering city, over the bridge, into Fulton. More waiting at depot, by gas light till the cars arriving some thirty folk enter, and off speeds the Lightning Express train. A small drizzle of rain increases; and great pools of water spread on either side by the un-picturesque utiliatarian outskirts of Cincinatti. Wet everywhere, and when the bleak, bare country is reached dull clouds of mist brooding over the sodden soil, tree stumps in melancholy water pools, and no corner of blue above auguring better weather. But few stoppages were made and those of the briefest; at 1 we reached Columbus. There, changing cars, onwards again, (not without a kindly thought of [George M.] Swan and the good folks abiding there.) The rain ceases. A train of cars branches off for Pittsburgh. Eight miles past that junction twenty minutes half for dinner. Onwards, through the dull day, sometimes refreshing myself by a glance at the ?ǣCincinatti Sun, ? (Roselle ?s paper,) a copy of which I bought. Cleveland by 5. Hurry, noise and confusion of baggage and owners, consequent on another change of cars. It being effected, a very lengthy train starts eastwards coasting the Lake Erie shore. Fast we speed now, through the damp black night, with but three halting places in the next seventy and odd miles. Erie is reached, and we change cars again. Any amount of railroad trains, mountains of baggage, distracted passengers, no guidance or intimation as to where they should go. A hotel with deafening bell clamor, and a supper room besieged by thrice the amount of persons necessary to fill it. The new train similarly mobbed. Having seen about pass, rescued baggage from a lonely truck, got it checked to Dunkirk, I got a place in car. With a young Dutchman who guided me to a little shop where I purchased half a chicken and buisc biscuits, and had an impromptu repast in the cars, which were so
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