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t of New York. Not long before, the old light-house on Montauk Point had been sighted, and the company on b
her English port, and many of her passengers were naturally anxious to be on shore in time to transact their business on the last day of the
been in use for nearly ten years, and although the present voyage was not
aft from the old steamers which used to cross the Atlantic-"ocean gre
a of their construction will suffice. Most of these vessels belonged to the class of the Euterpe-Thalia, and were, in fact, compound marine structures, the two portions being entir
d within a vast upper hull, which rested upon the lower hull containing the motive power, the only point of contact being an enormous ball-and-
er days of steamships, when the hull had to be large enough to contain everything. As the more modern hull held nothing but the machinery, it was small in comparison with the superincumbent upper hull, and thus the force
one of the transatlantic lines were generally so constructed that they could be adjusted to any one of their lower or mo
e quarantine officers, who had accompanied the vessel on her voyage, had dropped their report in the official tug which had met the vessel on her ent
and the New Jersey shore-its central pier resting where once lay the old Battery-and so he gazed over the river, and over the houses stretching far to the west, as if his eyes could catch some signs of the country far beyond. This was Roland Clewe, the hero of our story, who had been studying and experimenting
t in which the ball of the Euterpe moved, slowly began to descend into the central portion of the Thalia, and as the tide was low, it was not long before each side of the upper hull rested firmly and securely upon the stone piers. Then the socket on the lower vessel descended rapidly until it was entirely clear of the ball, and
laced at intervals along its sides from the waterfront to the far-distant point where it touched the land, and in company with a dozen other pedestrians speedily rose to the top of the bridge, on which moved two great platforms or floors, one always keeping on its way to the
h people might retire in bad weather or when they wished refreshments, were more numerous and apparently better appointed than when he had seen them last, and the long rows of benches on which passengers might sit in the open air during their transit had a
and many came up, but the wide platforms still moved to the east an
of this line ran along the top of parallel timbers, some twenty feet from the ground, and below and between these rails the cars were suspended, the wheels which rested on the rails being attached near the top of the car. Thus it was impossib
d its applications, and those who thought they knew him called him a great inventor; but he, who knew himself better than any
been a gradual subsidence of the waters of human progress, and year by year they sank lower and lower, until, when the twentieth
phers said that society was retrograding, that it was becoming satisfied with less than was its due; but society answered that it was falling back upon the things of its ancestors, which were sounder and firmer, m
the jarring and shaking consequent upon high speed, was the favored vessel with ocean travellers. It was not considered good form to read the daily papers; and only those hurri
seded by the new electric vehicles of every sort and fashion, on which one could work the pedals if he desired exercise, or sit quietly if his inclinations were otherwise, and only the very young or the intemperate allow
oon do so. Even the wiser revolutionists postponed their outbreaks. Success
owly if he chose. Snap-shot cameras were found only in the garrets. The fifteen minutes' sittings now in vogue
not last; and the century was not twenty years old when the world found itself in a storm of active effort never known in its history before
other people were doing in their parts, Roland Clewe was now ready to start again, with more earnestness and enthusiasm than before, to essay
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