"You Shouldn't Damp
Your Feet," A Man Said To Me, To Whom I Mentioned The Catastrophe.
Certainly, Pittsburg Is The Dirtiest Place I Ever Saw; But It Is, As
I Said Before, Very Picturesque In Its Dirt When Looked At From
Above The Blanket.
From Pittsburg I went on by train to Cincinnati, and was soon in the
State of Ohio.
I confess that I have never felt any great regard
for Pennsylvania. It has always had, in my estimation, a low
character for commercial honesty, and a certain flavor of
pretentious hypocrisy. This probably has been much owing to the
acerbity and pungency of Sydney Smith's witty denunciations against
the drab-colored State. It is noted for repudiation of its own
debts, and for sharpness in exaction of its own bargains. It has
been always smart in banking. It has given Buchanan as a President
to the country, and Cameron as a Secretary of War to the government!
When the battle of Bull's Run was to be fought, Pennsylvanian
soldiers were the men who, on that day, threw down their arms
because the three months' term for which they had been enlisted was
then expired! Pennsylvania does not, in my mind, stand on a par
with Massachusetts, Connecticut, New York, Illinois, or Virginia.
We are apt to connect the name of Benjamin Franklin with
Pennsylvania, but Franklin was a Boston man. Nevertheless,
Pennsylvania is rich and prosperous. Indeed it bears all those
marks which Quakers generally leave behind them.
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