You can look off two milds one way and most a mild another.

And wuz there ever in the world milds so crowded full of beauty and each beauty differin' from the other as one star differs from another in glory.

Eight magnificent palaces are in full sight, their walls bathed by the blue waters, and beyond 'em, interspersed by green foliage, wuz a perfect wilderness of towers, minarets, domes, banners, battlements.
I hain't goin' to describe what I looked down on, for I can't.

No, if I had a big book of synonyms to the words Grand and Glorious and used every one on 'em tryin' to describe that seen I couldn't begin to do justice to it, and so what is the use of tryin' with the Jonesville vocabulary.
And if I can't describe it, don't for pity sake ask Josiah Allen to, for you might know that if I couldn't he wouldn't stand no chance.

But I hearn him gin a sort of gaspin' sithe as he looked, and Blandina I believe forgot for a few minutes her passionate though chaste, overrulin' passion.
As magnificent as the hull of St.Louis Exposition is, it naterally has one spot handsomer than the rest, a particular beauty spot as you may say.