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found myself sleeping the next night in an old picturesque tavern - Coming down on the train we sang American songs (selections from our minsterals [[minstrels]]) and received applause from the other passengers - From the railroad station Chezy is discouraging, but on walking into the small village one is made happy by the quaint houses and klumping peasants - We were carefully looked over by the village folks who regarded us as inhabitants of Mars or stray animals from a travelling circus -
I pity the peasants the women see so over-worked and so ugly. The towns