But we don't see half the shipping from here--this is only one side of the city--there is much more on the other.

Look over there," continued he, pointing to Jersey city,--"that is where we take the cars for Philadelphia; and if we get up to dock in three or four hours, we shall be in time for the mid-day train." In less time than they anticipated they were alongside the wharf; the trunks were brought up, and all things for present use were safely packed together and despatched, under the steward's care, to the office of the railroad.
Mr.and Mrs.Garie, after bidding good-bye to the captain, followed with the children, who were thrown into a great state of excitement by the noise and bustle of the crowded thoroughfare.
"How this whirl and confusion distracts me," said Mrs.Garie, looking out of the carriage-window.

"I hope Philadelphia is not as noisy a place as this." "Oh, no," replied Mr.Garie; "it is one of the most quiet and clean cities in the world, whilst this is the noisiest and dirtiest.

I always hurry out of New York; it is to me such a disagreeable place, with its extortionate hackmen and filthy streets." On arriving at the little steamer in which they crossed the ferry, they found it about to start, and therefore had to hurry on board with all possible speed.
Under the circumstances, the hackman felt that it would be flying in the face of Providence if he did not extort a large fare, and he therefore charged an extravagant price.

Mr.Garie paid him, as he had no time to parley, and barely succeeded in slipping a _douceur_ into the steward's hand, when the boat pushed off from the pier.
In a few moments they had crossed the river, and were soon comfortably seated in the cars whirling over the track to Philadelphia.
As the conductor came through to examine the tickets, he paused for a moment before Mrs.Garie and the children.