[Letter 4: New England 14/8 - 1896]
My dearest friend,
Standing in the middle of the playground site
you see the giant carousel with a sign saying
"Children, come to me".
Awe striking and full of life,
it surges through the air,
one of many things you´ll find
to thrill you at this fare.
As electrical power engage,
you take your seat and enjoy the ride,
round and round in circles you go
and move into the light.
The innocence feature on this fantastic carousel
makes you ride the light-shining carrier
until they ring the bell.
I hear the children cry: "Mommy, can I go?".
Faster it feels, like this ride will go on and on.
Forever caressing your mind,
eating your soul till you´re blind.
Faster, I feel like this ride is forevermore.
Once you try this carousel, you never want to stop.
Horses, dragons, demons,
you´ll feel the magic of the tour
as speedy, merging lights
create a dizzying blur
in the freezing night.
You won´t feel the numbing cold
as you stare at the picture of the creatures of old.
Oh, how the children plead "Mommy, can I go?"
Come on "“ let´s go faster.
It feels like this ride will go on and on,
forever caressing your mind,
eating your soul till you´re blind.
Faster, I feel like this ride is forevermore.
Once you try this carousel, you never want to stop!