How much land do you spoze is took up by this central spot of beauty?
Now if I should ask sister Sylvester Gowdey, who always thinks she knows everything worth knowin', if I should say, "How much land do you spoze, sister Gowdey, is took up by jest this central beauty spot of the Fair ?" I'll bet she'd say, "Mebby half an acre." But I'd say, "Melissy, it occupies six hundred acres." I d'no as sister Gowdey would believe me, but it's so, the livin' truth.
Why, the three Cascades are three hundred feet long.

Beautiful in the daytime as a dream of Paradise! fancy it in the evening when thousands and thousands of colored lights lend their glowin' charm to the seen.
Why you almost cover your eyes from the bewilderin' glory on't.

And as I said to Josiah, "We shall never see another seen so beautiful till we see Jerusalem the Golden descend before our rapt vision." And he bein' kinder fraxious, sez: "I hain't seen that yet, nor you nuther." "By the eye of Faith I have, Josiah." "Well, tain't no time or place for preachin', we better be gittin' along!" Right under the main Cascade we went down into a beautiful grotto all lighted up, with one hull side of the room made of fallin' water.

I never expected to step into such a place.

I have felt perfectly satisfied when I've papered over my dining-room with paper a shillin' a roll, and it did look well.