The hiss of the steam radiator competes with the clatter of the horse-drawn cabs outside, but nothing drowns out my sister’s caterwauling as she thumps the piano keys to *A Bird in a Gilded Cage*. It’s the top tune in every parlor, though I’d rather be out by the station hearing the roar of the Pennsylvania Road engines than stuck listening to that sentimental drivel.
I tug at my stiff high collar, feeling like a total chump in this heavy wool suit while dreaming of snapping a shot of a real Zeppelin with one of those new Brownie cameras. Between the screech of the streetcars and the gossip about those new company pensions, the new century sounds a lot louder than the one we just left behind.
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The Headlines
PENNSYLVANIA ROAD PENSIONS.; New System Inaugurated on Lines East of Pittsburg.