I should think Buffalo would be called the “City of Churches.” There must be hundreds of churches there. I went with my uncle and brother to look at different ones, and it took us two days just to see those which were on three streets of the city. Some of them are lovely, and some were great, dark-looking buildings, like jails.
Lucy Stone.
[On the whole we consider these Buffalo letters decidedly unique. A little ahead of anything in that line which the Pansies have yet given us. Certainly some rather original ideas in regard to cities in general have been advanced, and we have been given a better chance than usual to mark the progress which time has made. We are somewhat surprised that no one has described a ride to or from the city on one of the canal packets. That is a vivid memory of our childhood which we would like to tell you about were there time.
Our material is as usual not exhausted, but our space is. I presume Buffalo will fare like the cities which have preceded it—that is, some of the best letters will come too late to use. If our Pansies could only learn to start three months ahead!—Editors.]
MAJOR’S AUTOBIOGRAPHY.
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