"The damned thing has put me out of business, and I'm no friend of it; but if you're in a hurry it's quicker'n walkin'." I had seen the railway station in Milwaukee, and looked at the train; but it had never occurred to me that I might ride on it to Madison.

Now we always expect a railway to run wherever we want to go; but then it was the exception--and the only railroad running out of Milwaukee was from there to Madison.

On this I took that day my first ride in a railway car, reaching Madison some time after three.

This seemed like flying to me.

I had seen plenty of railway tracks and trains in New York; but I had to come to Wisconsin to patronize one.
I rode on, thinking little of this new experience, as I remember, so filled was I with the hate of John Rucker which almost made me forget my love for my mother.