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"So this is the uproar ? Well, isn't this a monster big building? And that chanticleer! It's got a thousand candles if it has one. It must have taken a sight of tallow to have run them all!"—"They are make-believe candles, aunt, with little jets of gas inside to give the effect of real ones."—"I want to know! Well, I only wish that your uncle Peleg was here. You're sure, Louisa, that this is a perfectly proper place?"—" Why, aunt, you don't suppose that papa would consent to our attending the opera if it were other than a perfectly proper place, do you?"—"No, no, dear; I suppose not. But somehow you city folks look upon such things differently from what we do who live in the country. Dear suz! Louisa, do look way up there in the tiptop of the house! Did you ever see such a sight of people? Why, excursion-trains must have run from all over the State. Massy, child! There's a woman forgot her bonnet! Do just nudge her, Louisa, and tell her of it. My Eliza Ann cut just such a caper as that one Sunday last summer,—got clean into the meeting-house, and half way down the middle aisle, before she discovered it, and the whole congregation a-giggling and a-tittering. Your cousin Woodman Harrison shook the whole pew; and I don't know but what he'd 'a' hawhawed right out in meeting if his father hadn't 'a' given him one of his looks. As 'twas, I was afeard he'd bust a blood-vessel. Just speak to that poor creature, Louisa. She'll feel awfully cut up when she finds it out, and 'tis a Christian duty to tell her."—"Why, aunt, don't you know that she is in full dress, and left her bonnet at home intentionally? See how beautifully her hair is arranged. You don't suppose she wanted to cover up all that elegance, do you?"—"Come bareheaded a-purpose! Well, I do declare! But, Louisa, where's the horse-chestnut?"—"The horse-chestnut, aunt?"—"Yes, child; you said something or other about a horse-chestnut playing a voluntary or something of that sort."—"Oh, the orchestra! Yes, I remember. Don't you see those gentlemen in front of the stage?"—"Them men with the fiddles and the bass-viols?"—"Yes. Well, they compose the orchestra, and the orchestral part of this opera is particularly fine."—"I want to know! Belong