For a fare of twenty francs, the vehicle went down Broadway to Union Square, took Fourth Ave. to its junction with Bowery St., turned into Katrin St. and halted at Pier 34. There the Katrin ferry transferred men, horses, and carriage to Brooklyn, that great New York annex located on the left bank of the East River, and in a few minutes we arrived at the wharf next to which the Abraham Lincoln was vomiting torrents of black smoke from its two funnels.
Húsz frankot nyomtam a kocsis kezébe, s az végigvitt bennünket a Broadway-n, le a Union Square-ig, itt befordult a Fourth Avenue-re, s a Bowery Street kereszteződésénél a Catherine Streeten folytatta útját, s aztán megállt a harmincegyedik mólónál.[21] Itt a vonatokat szállító komphajó pár perc alatt mindenestül - lovastul, kocsistul - átvitt bennünket Brooklynba, New York nagy peremvárosába, amely az East River bal partján fekszik. Kikötöttünk a rakparton, s kocsinkkal pár perc alatt az Abraham Lincoln elé értünk.