“But once there, she lay awake wondering about Baltimore, Maryland. All the words made her think of was a Baltimore oriole. She tried to picture a city all orange and black, like an oriole’s feathers. After a bit she tiptoed over to the bookcase and found The American Family Encycolpedia, Volume One, A- Boon. Baltimore, Maryland, she read, was the eighth largest city in the United States, populationg 859,100. Chief industries, iron and steel, straw hats, et cetera.
She got back into bed and shut her eyes, seeing a sky flaming with the orange of many steel forges, while in the black iron foundries below 859,100 dark figures labored, all wearing straw hats. “Only I should think the straw hats ‘d catch fire,” she murmured to herself. A second later she was asleep.”