Another glass of beer--'twas forthcoming--immediately--also another, all
of which I drank. I then proceeded to drink a glass of beer; went over
to the States, where I procured a glass of beer--went up-stairs, for
which I paid a sixpence; over to Goat Island, for which I disbursed
twenty-five cents; hired a guide, to whom I paid half a dollar--sneezed
four times, at nine cents a sneeze--went up on the tower for a quarter
of a dollar, and looked at the Falls--didn't feel sublime any; tried to,
but couldn't; took some beer, and tried again, but failed--drank a glass
of beer and began to feel better--thought the waters were sent for and
were on a journey to the----; thought the place below was one sea of
beer--was going to jump down and get some; guide held me; sent him over
to the hotel to get a glass of beer, while I tried to write some
poetry--result as follows:
Oh thou (spray in one eye) awful, (small lobster in one shoe,) sublime
(both feet wet) master-piece of (what a lie) the Almighty! terrible and
majestic art thou in thy tremendous might--awful (orful) to behold,
(cramp in my right shoulder,) gigantic, huge and nice! Oh, thou that
tumblest down and riseth up again in misty majesty to heaven--thou
glorious parent of a thousand rainbows--what a huge, grand, awful,
terrible, tremendous, infinite, old swindling humbug you are; what are
you doing there, you rapids, you--you know you've tumbled over there,
and can't get up again to save your puny existence; you make a great
fuss, don't you?
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