"Yes," said his wife, "I like that and the quarter-circling in of those
front corners; those balconies, too."

"Is that the State coat-of-arms above the pediment over the front doors,
papa?" asked Grace.

"Yes," was the reply; "and the statues on the sides are those of Penn and
Franklin."

Just at that moment two women, evidently from the country, came sauntering
along and halted near our party.

"What building 's that?" asked one of the other. "It's right nice-lookin',
isn't it?"

"Yes; and don't you see the name there up over the door?"

"Oh, yes, to be sure! Pennsylvany! Goin' in, Elmiry?"

"Of course; that's the thing to do. Do you see? There's the old bell, at
the door there, that they talk so much about. What they make such a fuss
over it fur I don't know; it's ugly as can be and has a great crack in it;
but it's quite the thing to talk about it and say you've seen it; so we
must do like the rest."

"Yes, I suppose we must, though I don't see why anybody should, any more
than you do," returned her companion. "It's ugly enough and certainly
wouldn't bring first price if 'twas put up for sale. But just see what
handsome fellows those policemen are that's got charge of it! Enough sight