The Gilded Age


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trade, the mud was more liquid than elsewhere, and the rude platform in  
front of it and the dry-goods boxes mounted thereon were places of refuge  
for all the loafers of the place. Down by the stream was a dilapidated  
building which served for a hemp warehouse, and a shaky wharf extended  
out from it, into the water. In fact a flat-boat was there moored by it,  
it's setting poles lying across the gunwales. Above the town the stream  
was crossed by a crazy wooden bridge, the supports of which leaned all  
ways in the soggy soil; the absence of a plank here and there in the  
flooring made the crossing of the bridge faster than a walk an offense  
not necessary to be prohibited by law.  
"
This, gentlemen," said Jeff, "is Columbus River, alias Goose Run. If it  
was widened, and deepened, and straightened, and made, long enough, it  
would be one of the finest rivers in the western country."  
As the sun rose and sent his level beams along the stream, the thin  
stratum of mist, or malaria, rose also and dispersed, but the light was  
not able to enliven the dull water nor give any hint of its apparently  
fathomless depth. Venerable mud-turtles crawled up and roosted upon the  
old logs in the stream, their backs glistening in the sun, the first  
inhabitants of the metropolis to begin the active business of the day.  
It was not long, however, before smoke began to issue from the city  
chimneys; and before the engineers, had finished their breakfast they  
were the object of the curious inspection of six or eight boys and men,  
who lounged into the camp and gazed about them with languid interest,  
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