"O, that's just an enlarged figure to show the anatomy."
"Well, I didn't come here to see 'natomy, so let's pass on and leave it to other folks that like sich."
Just then some good country people came up and they were almost wild for knowledge as to where the Exposition people dug up that awful giant, and as to how long he lived before the flood, and if it might not be Goilah. Fanny could not stand such an error, and she pointed out to the little girl the card below explaining what the figure intended to show.
They went on past states and foreign countries, and booth after booth of books and papers of the great publishing companies.
"Come here, come this way, all of ye!"
Johnny was wildly motioning to his folks, who had stopped to examine some books in a booth near the north end of the Liberal Arts hall. As they came up to him, he said: "Say, you remember the Century plant, don't you, down in the Horticultural hall, wot's jest bloomed? Well, I've found a Century company, an' I want Fanny to go in thar an' ask the gurl wot hes charge if we kin see it bloomin'."
"They are the people who publish so much about the war and about Lincoln. Let us go in and I'll take some notes about what they have."
Fanny took out her pencil and notebook as they approached the entrance of the booth. All went in together, and the lady in charge, seeing Fanny with a notebook in her hand, came over to her from the opposite side of the room with a rush that almost took the young observer's breath away.
"Are you a reporter, Miss?"
"No, no," said Fanny.