The Pride of the Cities
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shrieked, wheels clattered ear-piercingly. The New Yorker conceived a happy thought, with which he aspired to clinch the pre-eminence of his city.
“You must admit,” said he, “that in the way of noise New York is far ahead of any other———”
“Back to the everglades!” said the man from Topaz City. “In 1900, when Sousa’s band and the repeating candidate were in our town you couldn’t———”
The rattle of an express wagon drowned the rest of the words.
