"It is Schenley Park and the buildings house the Carnegie Institute.
We'll go over them by and bye."
"It's a library," guessed Dicky, who was not too young to have the
steelmaker's name associated with libraries in his youthful mind.
"It is a library and a fine one. There's also a Music Hall and an art
museum and a natural history museum. You'll see more fossil ferns there,
and the skeleton of a diplodocus--"
"A dip-what?" demanded Roger.
"Diplodocus, with the accent on the _plod_; one of the hugest animals
that ever walked the earth. They found the bones of this monster almost
complete in Colorado and wired them together so you can get an idea of
what really 'big game' was like in the early geological days."
"How long is he?"
"If all the ten members of the U.S.C. were to take hold of hands and
stretch along his length there would be space for four or five more to
join the string."
"Where's my hat?" demanded Roger. "I want to go over and make that
fellow's acquaintance instanter."
"When you go, notice the wall paintings," said his mother. "They show
the manufacture and uses of steel and they are considered among the
finest things of their kind in America. Alexander, the artist, did them.
You've seen some of his work at the Metropolitan Museum in New York."
"Pittsburg has the good sense to have a city organist," Mr.
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