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"  The occupants of the latter looked at him in surprise & he returned their glance with some embarrassment - They had not gone far before a second vehicle was seen rapidly driving after the coach, wh. was hailed a second time.  What now said the driver.  I have a warrant for a man in your coach was the reply. [[strikethrough]] replies [[/strikethrough]]  Everybody looked at Father as a suspicious individual but a slumbering man at his side was claimed instead.  Told us too of his ride on a new steam carriage in Boston.  It was a prettily fitted up affair.  The boiler under the seat & the fuel in a [[trunk?]] strapped behind.  He mounted [[into?]] the seat with the gentleman who owned it and away they went like the
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wind past all the horses who were exceedingly amazed & frightened too to see their work done by nothing, the spirit if anything of a horse barked at by dogs, astonishing by nonplus. Through the streets of Boston & out upon the highway where their career was stopped by the breaking of a pipe.  A tall seated express wagon was hailed & Father mounted into it returning home in not quite as magnificent style as he went out.
I have had a good day.  I like Thanksgiving day.  I always feel ^[[insertion]] then [[/insertion]] like God's pet-child, as if I had more than anyone else.
30th  Busy today with Carry in making some fern hills for the conservatory out of stones moss &c.  I think they will be very pretty.  It is raining fast.
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