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Title: Book of the Royal blue
Year: 1897 (1890s)
Authors: Baltimore and Ohio railroad company. (from old catalog)
Subjects: Middle Atlantic States -- Description and travel
Publisher: Baltimore
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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.00 p.m., arrives New York at 8.00 p.m., via Baltimore and Philadelphia.The reverse train leaves New York at 3.40 p. m., arrives Washington8.40 p. m. All Pullman Cars—Buffet, Smoking, Parlor and ObservationCars, Dining and Cafe Cars. No extra fare other than regular Pullmancharge. The Duquesne Limited Leaves Pittsburg daily at 6.30 p. m., arrives Philadelphia 6.00 a. m.,New York 8.30 a. m., with separate Pullman DrawirgRoom BuffetSleeping Cars. Dining Car serves a la carle dinner from Pittsburg. FromPittsburg to Philadelphia the rate via this train only is $1.00 less, and toNew York $1.50 less, than via any other train. The Pittsburg Limited Leaves New York daily 7.00 p. m., leaves Philadelphia 9.33 p. m.,arrives Pittsburg 9.J5 a. m., with separate Pullman Drawing-Room BuffetSleeping Cars. Dining Car serves a la carte breakfast into Pittsburg. FromNew York to Pittsburg the rate via this train only is $1.50 less, and fromPhiladelphia to Pittsburg $1.00 less, than via any other train.
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mNCi BY THE ,)AJIH ■ Book of the Royal Blue. Published Monthly by thePassenger Department of the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad. BALTIMORE, DECEMBER, 1903. No. 3. MY RICHEST CHRISTMAS. BY STRICKLAND NO, Im not an octogenarian. But ifyou had grown in the crudest part ofsouthern Ohio, where I grew, you toowould recall the things the oldest inhabi-tant who sprang from other localities re-members as the stage-settings of his boy-hood drama. One Christmas morning when I wastwelve years old I arose at the usual yule-tide rising hour. Something—who can tellwhat wakes children on Christmas morn-ings?—had pried my eyes wide open. Ithad snowed during the night and therewas snow on the quilt that topped mystraw bed. The only light entering mylittle four-))aned window came from thewhite bhmket that covered the ground.I slipped into my trousers and started forthe head of the stairs. The floor waslikewise covered with icy crystals that hadsifted between the clapboards of the roof,and you may g

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