Why, it contains six hundred rooms. And Miss Cornelius Bobbett thought she had reached the very hite of grandeur when she moved into their new house that had six big rooms beside the bedrooms. And it did go fur ahead of the average Jonesville housen. But when I stood in William’s white saloon and our party wuz givin’ utterance to different ejaculations of surprise and admiration I only sez instinctively:
“Oh, if Sister Cornelius Bobbett only could see this room! what would she say? How her pride would be lowered down.”
For it did seem to me the most beautiful room I ever beheld. It was more than a hundred feet long, and about half that in width, and the crystal glitter overhead reflected in the shinin’ floor below wuz ahead of anything I had ever seen, as brilliant as a hull forest of ice-sickles mingled in with statutes and columns and angels and everything else beautiful.
Here in this room Sessions of Parliament are opened. And I thought the laws ort to be grand and noble indeed to make ’em worthy of the place they was made in.
But, immense as this room wuz, the picture gallery is most as big agin and full of beauty and inspiration from wall to wall and from floor to ceilin’. The palace chapel is kinder round in shape, and has all sorts of soft and rich-colored marbles in the floor and wall. The altar wuz made of Egyptian marble, a kind of buff color, and the pulpit wuz made of Carrera marble. I spoze powerful sermons have been preached from that pulpit.
In Berlin the most beautiful pictures are to be seen on every side on palace walls and in picture galleries, Dorothy and Robert just doted on ’em and so did I. But Josiah always complained of his corns whilst walkin’ through ’em. A picture gallery just started them corns to achin’ the worst kind from his tell.
Samantha points out the beauties of the White Saloon.––Page 430.