The Gilded Age


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shoal water, going out at the head of those "chutes" or crossing the  
river, and then a deck-hand stood on the bow and hove the lead, while the  
boat slowed down and moved cautiously; sometimes she stopped a moment  
at  
a landing and took on some freight or a passenger while a crowd of  
slouchy white men and negroes stood on the bank and looked sleepily on  
with their hands in their pantaloons pockets,--of course--for they never  
took them out except to stretch, and when they did this they squirmed  
about and reached their fists up into the air and lifted themselves on  
tip-toe in an ecstasy of enjoyment.  
When the sun went down it turned all the broad river to a national banner  
laid in gleaming bars of gold and purple and crimson; and in time these  
glories faded out in the twilight and left the fairy archipelagoes  
reflecting their fringing foliage in the steely mirror of the stream.  
At night the boat forged on through the deep solitudes of the river,  
hardly ever discovering a light to testify to a human presence--mile  
after mile and league after league the vast bends were guarded by  
unbroken walls of forest that had never been disturbed by the voice or  
the foot-fall of man or felt the edge of his sacrilegious axe.  
An hour after supper the moon came up, and Clay and Washington  
ascended  
to the hurricane deck to revel again in their new realm of enchantment.  
They ran races up and down the deck; climbed about the bell; made friends  
with the passenger-dogs chained under the lifeboat; tried to make friends  
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