palace car

No palace car or even floating palace of steamer for us when we can have two or three days of such unalloyed bliss in an open skiff moving at our own sweet will.

“I thought we were in the heart of a wild river country, and here come a train of cars—palace cars, I’ll go you, at that!”

The palace car is the mother's arms; The whistle, a low, sweet strain: The passenger winks, and nods, and blinks, And goes to sleep in the train!

George M. Pullman in 1859 set for himself the task of producing a palace car which should be used for continuous and comfortable travel through long distances by day and night.

He whose body rides in a palace car must not carry a soul that is like unto a savage.