6/9/2023 0 Comments Twain the innocents abroadAll is orderly and beautiful-every thing is charming to the eye. There is no dirt, no decay, no rubbish anywhere-nothing that even hints at untidiness- nothing that ever suggests neglect. There are no unsightly stone walls and never a fence of any kind. How else are these marvels of symmetry, cleanliness, and order attained? It is wonderful. Surely the straight, smooth, pure white turnpikes are jack-planed and sandpapered every day. Surely the long straight rows of stately poplars that divide the beautiful landscape like the squares of a checker-board are set with line and plummet, and their uniform height determined with a spirit level. Surely the hedges are shaped and measured and their symmetry preserved by the most architectural of gardeners. What a bewitching land it is! What a garden! Surely the leagues of bright green lawns are swept and brushed and watered every day and their grasses trimmed by the barber. We have come five hundred miles by rail through the heart of France.
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