In Pastures New

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here when you arrive. Take Chicago, by way of contrast. If you arrive in Chic

and sees a policeman standing on the platform. Beyond is a sign indicating that

says someone who has be

e porter to come and brush him, and then sits on the end of the seat waiting for the brakeman to announce the terminal station. After a half-hour of intermittent su

the crowded city. He puts on his overcoat, picks up his valise and stands i

brushes him again, and he looks out at several viaducts leading over to a skyline of factories and breweries, and begins to see the masts of ships poking up in the most unexpected places. At last

from the elevated train across an endless expanse of chimney-pots. Two or three stations, plated with enameled advertising signs, buzz past. The pall of smoky fog become

tracks and shifting trains. Beyond the platform is a scramble of cabs. The sounds of the busy station are joined into a d

here the baggage is being thrown out on the platform. You seize a porter and engage him to attend to the handling o

eler," he gasps. "Al

yes,

out, put into a state of hysteria b

numb

ads the way to the cab platform

orty-eight, who is wedge

comes to the platform. The steamer trunks are thrown on top and the porte

iver overhead managing hi

he shouts. Then to someone else,

in some way, and then the rubber tires roll easily along the

mmon and time-worn to those people going in and out of the shops, but to you it is a storeh

shops to convince ourselves that Messrs. Brown, Jones, Simpson, Perkins, Jackson, Smith, Thompson, Williams, and the others were serious men of d

Tower, but I fear that our trusty little band came t

heshire Cheese is one of the ancient taverns, that the new monument in front of the Courts of Law marks the site of old Temple Bar, that the chapel of King Henry VII. is

London which impressed you and made you feel your own littleness and weakness was an endless swarm of people going and coming, eddying off into dark courts, streaming toward you along sudden tributaries, whirling in pools at the open places, such as Pi

rogramme to hamper you, you make your way to one of those gre

ir, then you should follow the guide-book. If not, escape from the place and go to the street. The men and women you find there will interest you. They are on deck. The chair is a dead splinter of histor

it so that you could understand. It is too big to be put under one focus. The traveller takes home only a few idiotic details of

't remember how many millions, and very busy, and there wasn't as much fog as he had expected, and as for the people they were not so much different from Americans, although you never had any difficulty in identif

erformances. The mind is in a blur. The impressions come with rolling swiftness. There is no room for them. The traveller overflows with t

hotel for dinner. There was not much chance for personal experiences, because in London you are not a person. You are simply a