1855 United States Tycoon

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of September, and the leaves of the tall French Parasol Trees in Madison Square Park began to turn yellow, and some had even left the branches and fell quietly. A yellow leaf was blown by the wind, gently breaking free from the fetters of the branches, whirling in the sky, and finally falling to the feet of a young man sitting on a bench in a carriage station.

The young man stooped to pick up the leaf and clamped him in the notebook in his hand. At this time, the clear bell of the stagecoach rang. The young man stood up and got on the public carriage.

There were already two passengers on the carriage, a man and a woman, both very young, looking like young couples who were going to the outskirts to relax on the weekend. The lady has very beautiful long hair, and her hair is splattered around her, undulating and shining like a brown waterfall. Her hair is knee-length, like a robe of hers.

The route of this carriage stretches to the edge of the city, and then a little further forward, there is the boundless blue sea, and the duck castle with a faintly exposed corner on the hill by the sea.

Well, yes, it's Duck Castle. Anyway, someone said the name Duck Castle, and people all over New York felt that the name Duck Castle was more lovely and more commonplace than Swan Castle, so gradually, everyone became accustomed to calling that place. It's called Duck Castle.

"You are on an outing?" The young man greeted him actively. At the same time, he also smelled a scent of cheese and mint mixed in the carriage, which probably came from the basket beside the woman.

"Yes, let's go to the beach to relax." The man replied, "I heard people say that the scenery in that area is very good, especially the Duck Castle, which is very beautiful."

"I heard people say that the castle is called Swan Castle." The woman smiled and whispered.

"Anyway, everyone likes to call it that way. Besides, swan or something is not an ugly duckling." The man responded with a grin. I can see that he is in a good mood.

"In that case, our destinations are all the same." The young man said with a smile, "I will also go to Duck Castle."

"You also go on an outing? No, no one went on an outing." The man smiled.

"No way, I don't have a beautiful female companion." The young man smiled, "And, I'm not going for an outing, I just want to go to the duck castle."

"You can enter the duck castle, so you are a big man." The man said in surprise.

"Ah, no. I'm not a big man." The young man said hurriedly. "A big man doesn't condescend to ride the stagecoach. I'm just a small reporter. At this time last year, I was even an unemployed tramp. Today our newspaper suddenly received an invitation letter from Duck Castle. The letter invited us to go to Duck Castle this evening to witness a miracle. The editor said that I have nothing more to do anyway, so just go early."

"What miracle?" The lady was very interested.

"I don't know this, I have to see it before I know it." The young man replied.

"Then you have to wait to see your report. By the way, how do you call you? Where are you most senior?"

"I'm currently working for the New York Youth Daily. My name is Subi. What do you two call?" Subi said.

"My name is Jim, and this is my wife Della. Mr. Subi, it's nice to meet you," the man said.

At this time, the stagecoach stopped and another passenger came up.

"Jimmy, why are you?" Souby said as soon as he saw the man who came up.

"Ah, Soupy. It seems that you also received that invitation?" Jimmy said, "I don't know what kind of miracle it is. It makes people curious to think about it."

Arriving at the carriage station near the beach and getting off the bus, Soupy discovered that there had been a McDonald's carriage waiting there for a long time. Subi and the Jim and his wife politely said goodbye, and then boarded the McDonald family carriage with Jimmy. At this time there were already two passengers on the carriage, both of whom were acquaintances of Sobi, and reporters for two other newspapers. The newspapers they belonged to were more influential than the newspapers that Soupy worked for, so they were naturally invited.

Get on the carriage, and the carriage drove up the hill along the winding road. Soon he came to the gate of Swan Castle.

When we entered the castle, it was almost noon, and the McDonald family took care of all the reporters who had come and had a simple lunch. Lunch is not a good meal, it is nothing more than some bread with cheese and a few slices of ham. Then there is a glass of milk. But Subi felt that the taste of these things seemed better than the ones bought outside. But the specific good thing, Soupy can't tell.

After dinner, the McDonald family also thoughtfully arranged for reporters to take a nap in the castle. Subi felt that this matter was enough for him to brag to others when he returned.

It's just what the so-called "miracle" is, no matter how Sobi asks, the servants just smiled and shook their heads, but refused to reveal anything.

All the reporters couldn't find out any news, so they could only visit some areas opened in the castle under the guidance of servants. So it's finally evening. When it was time for dinner, everyone was taken to a hall where the reception took place. The reporters were surprised to find that Mr. Scrooge McDonald also appeared in the restaurant.

"Everyone, welcome to the night of miracles in Swan Castle." Scrooge raised his glass and told reporters, "Let us taste the wine and food first, and then look forward to the miracle together."

The servants brought the wine tray, which was filled with goblets and filled with ruby ​​red wine. The wines offered by McDonald’s are not particularly outstanding. The entire upper class knows that the Macdonald family is not picky about wine. They do not have the habit of collecting high-end wines. The wines they use are all local products from United States. However, public opinion generally appreciates this kind of support for United States products.

"Mr. MacDonald, what exactly is the miracle you are talking about?" someone asked.

"Do you remember what the greatest miracle in this world is?" Scrooge asked. Then he didn’t wait for everyone to answer, and then continued: "The Pyramid? The Alexandria Lighthouse? Or the Sky Garden? These are all miracles, but this is not the greatest miracle in the world. The greatest miracle in the world is God. The first creation-Bright!

Human beings instinctively love light and are afraid of darkness, so we have exhausted all means to obtain light. "

At this time, the sky had begun to darken. The servants walked into the hall with lighted candles, and the slightly dark hall was brightened again.

"So we invented the candle. It can bring us light in the dark." Scrooge continued, "But the light of the candle is too dim and too expensive. In addition, it is too fragile in the wind. , It only needs a small breeze, like this." Scrooge suddenly turned his head and blew a breath at a candle next to him. The flame of the candle shook and then went out.

Almost at this moment, all the servants blew out the candles in their hands, and the hall immediately plunged into darkness.

"But we also invented the kerosene lamp." With Scrooge's voice, the door opened, and a group of servants came in with the kerosene lamp. The servants who were holding the extinguished candles walked out silently.

"The kerosene lamp is cheaper, and it is less likely to be extinguished under the protection of the glass lampshade. However, its brightness is still far from enough. We need more light, we need to be bright, we need to be brighter. We are calling for one A real miracle that can overcome the night!" Scrooge said excitedly, "Let's light it up, the world!"

With this shout, the entire hall suddenly became extremely bright. The sudden light even made the reporters unable to open their eyes. Some guys actually yelled in horror, and others were accidentally knocked over. Food on the table.

"This, what is this? This bright light is incredible!" After the eyes got used to it, everyone looked up and looked for the light source.

"This is an electric light, a miracle of our time!" Scrooge said loudly, "From then on, a new era has begun, an era of infinite light that has completely defeated the night!"

"This is called an electric light? Mr. MacDonald, you mean, this thing is lit by electricity?" Souby noticed this keenly.

"Yes, this kind of lamp passes current through the filament, which makes the filament heat to incandescent state, and then emits light. With this thin wire, we can easily illuminate the entire Swan Castle. In fact, As long as the generator is big enough, we can even illuminate the entire New York, even the entire America, and even the world created by God. This is the miracle tonight, this is the miracle that modern science brings to mankind! Now, everyone can still do it. Go out of the hall, go to the garden to have a look, and even walk all the way out of the gate of Swan Castle to see how beautiful the Swan Castle is under the illumination of countless electric lights."

According to Scrooge's statement, the reporters walked out of the hall and came to the garden. They found that the trees in the garden were also decorated with smaller colorful light bulbs. They flickered among the flowers and trees, like stars descending. In the world.

"God, this is a dream! Even, Sobi, have you ever dreamed of such a beautiful scene in a dream?" Jimmy asked.

At this time, Sobi was completely speechless, and he could only shook his head vigorously to deny it.

Seeing the sky is a bit urgent, there is only one watch.

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