The single village street, which was also the main highway, was thronged16 with small boys slowly going to school when I stepped out into the flooding sunshine soon after seven. One of the most striking sights in Germany is the flocks of children everywhere, in spite of the wastage of more than four years of war and food scarcity18. Certainly none of these plump little “square-heads” showed any evidence of having suffered from hunger; compared with the pale, anemic urchins19 of large cities they were indeed pictures of health. They resembled the latter as ripe tomatoes resemble gnarled and half-grown green apples. At least half of them wore some portion of army uniform, cut down from the war-time garb21 of their elders, no doubt, the round, red-banded cap covered nearly every head, and many carried their books and coarse lunches in the hairy cowhide knapsacks of the trenches22, usually with a cracked slate23 and the soiled rag with which they wiped their exercises off it swinging from a strap24 at the rear. They showed as much curiosity at the sight of a stranger in town as their fathers had the night before, but when I stealthily opened my kodak and strolled slowly toward them they stampeded in a body and disappeared pellmell within the schoolhouse door.
The sun was already high in the cloudless sky. It would have been hard to imagine more perfect weather. The landscape, too, was entrancing; gently rolling fields deep-green with spring alternating with almost black patches of evergreen25 forests, through which the broad, light-gray highroad wound and undulated as soothingly26 as an immense ocean-liner on a slowly pulsating27 sea. Every few miles a small town rose above the horizon, now astride the highway, now gazing down upon it from a sloping hillside. Wonderfully 273clean towns they were, speckless29 from their scrubbed floors to their whitewashed30 church steeples, all framed in velvety31 green meadows or the fertile fields in which their inhabitants of both sexes plodded32 diligently34 but never hurriedly through the labors35 of the day. It was difficult to imagine how these simple, gentle-spoken folk could have won a world-wide reputation as the most savage37 and brutal38 warriors39 in modern history.
Toward noon appeared the first of Bavaria’s great hop-fields, the plants that would climb house-high by August now barely visible. In many of them the hop-frames were still being set up—vast networks of poles taller than the telegraph lines along the way, crisscrossed with more slender crosspieces from which hung thousands of thin strings40 ready for the climbing vines. The war had affected41 even this bucolic42 industry. Twine43, complained a peasant with whom I paused to chat, had more than quadrupled in price, and one was lucky at that not to find the stuff made of paper when the time came to use it. In many a field the erection of the frames had not yet begun, and the poles still stood in clusters strikingly resembling Indian wigwams, where they had been stacked after the harvest of the September before.
At Pfaffenhofen, still posing as a “food controller,” I dropped in on a general merchant. The ruse44 served as an opening to extended conversation here even better than it had in the smaller town behind. The Kaufmann was almost too eager to impress me, and through me America, with the necessity of replenishing his shrunken stock. He reiterated45 that fats, soap, rice, soup materials, milk, cocoa and sugar were most lacking, and in the order named. Then there was tobacco, more scarce than any of these, except perhaps fats. If only America would send them tobacco! In other lines? Well, all sorts of clothing materials were needed, of course they had been hoping 274ever since the armistice46 that America would send them cotton. People were wearing all manner of Ersatz cloth. He took from his show-window what looked like a very coarse cotton shirt, but which had a brittle47 feel, and spread it out before me. It was made of nettles49. Sometimes the lengthwise threads were cotton and the cross threads nettle48, which made a bit more durable50 stuff, but he could not say much even for that. As to the nettle shirt before me, he sold it for fourteen marks because he refused to accept profit on such stuff. But what good was such a shirt to the peasants? They wore it a few days, washed it once and—kaput, finished, it crumpled51 together like burnt paper. Many children could no longer go to school; their clothes had been patched out of existence. During the war there had been few marriages in the rural districts because, the boys being away at war, a fair division of the inheritances could not be made even when the girls found matches. Now many wanted to marry, but most of them found it impossible because they could not get any bed-linen or many of the other things that are necessary to establish a household. No, he did not think there had been any great increase in irregularities between the sexes because of war conditions, at least not in such well-to-do farming communities as the one about Pfaffenhofen. He had heard, however, that in the large cities....
The Bavarians are not merely great lovers of flowers; they have no hesitancy in showing that fondness, as is so often the case with less simple people. The house window, be it only that of the humblest little crossroads inn, which was not gay with blossoms of a half-dozen species was a curiosity. About every house, in every yard were great bushes of lilac, hydrangea, and several other flowering shrubs53; add to this the fact that all fruit-trees were just then in full bloom and it will be less difficult to picture the veritable flower-garden through which I was tramping. 275Nor were the inhabitants satisfied to let inanimate nature alone decorate herself with spring. The sourest-looking old peasant was almost sure to have a cluster of flowers tucked into a shirt buttonhole or the lapel of his well-worn jacket; girls and women decked themselves out no more universally than did the males of all ages, from the tottering54 urchin20 not yet old enough to go to school to the doddering grandfather leaning his gnarled hands on his home-made cane55 in the shade of the projecting house eaves. Men and boys wore them most often in the bands of their curious slouch-hats, beside the turkey feather or the shaving-brush with which the Bavarian headgear is frequently embellished56 the year round.
In each village a new May-pole towered above everything else, often visible when the hamlet itself was quite out of sight. On the first day of the month that of the year before had been cut down and the tallest pine-tree available, trimmed of its branches except for a little tuft at the top, had been set up before the chief Gasthaus, amid celebrations that included the emptying of many kegs of beer. Its upper half encircled with wreaths, streamers, and winding57, flower-woven lianas, and decorated with a dozen flags, it suggested at a distance the totem-pole of some childlike tropical tribe rather than the plaything of a plodding58 and laborious59 people of western Europe.
I set my pace in a way to bring me into the larger towns at noon and to some quaint60 and quiet village at nightfall. In the latter, one was surer to find homelike accommodations and simpler, more na?ve people with whom to chat through the evening. The cities, even of only a few thousand inhabitants, too nearly resembled Berlin or Munich to prove of continued interest. The constant traveler, too, comes to abhor61 the world-wide sameness of city hotels. Moreover, the larger the town the scantier62 was the food in the Germany of 1919. The guest who sat down to an 276excellently cooked dinner of a thick peasant soup, a man’s size portion of beef, veal63, or pork, potatoes in unlimited64 quantity, bread that was almost white and made of real wheat, and a few other vegetables thrown in, all for a cost of two marks, might easily have imagined that all this talk of food shortage was mere52 pretense65. Surely this last month before the beginning of harvest, in the last year of the war, with the question of signing or not signing the peace terms throbbing66 through all Germany, was the time of all times to find a certain answer to the query67 of the outside world as to the truth of the German’s cry of starvation. But the answer one found in the smaller villages of Bavaria would have been far from the true one of the nation at large.
Now and then my plans went wrong. Conditions differed, even in two towns of almost identical appearance. Thus at Ingolstadt, which was large enough to have been gaunt with hunger, there was every evidence of plenty. Here I had expected trouble also of another sort. The town was heavily garrisoned68, as it had been even before the war. Soldiers swarmed70 everywhere; at the inn where my tramping appetite was so amply satisfied they surrounded me on every side. I was fully28 prepared to be halted at any moment, perhaps to be placed under arrest. Instead, the more openly I watched military maneuvers71, the more boldly I put questions to the youths in uniform, the less I was suspected. In Reichertshofen the night before, where I had sat some time in silence, reading, in a smoke-clouded beer-hall crowded with laborers72 from the local mills, far more questioning glances had been cast in my direction.
On the other hand the hamlet I chose for the night sometimes proved a bit too small. One must strike a careful average or slip from the high ridge73 of plenitude. Denkendorf, an afternoon’s tramp north of the garrison69 city, was so tiny that the waddling74 old landlady gasped75 at my placid76 277assumption that of course she could serve me supper. Beer, to be sure, she could furnish me as long as the evening lasted; das beste Zimmer—the very best room in the house—and it was almost imposing77 in its speckless solemnity—I could have all to myself, if I cared to pay as high as a whole mark for the night! But food.... She mumbled78 and shook her head, waddled79 like a matronly old duck back and forth80 between the “guest-room” and the kitchen, with its massive smoked beams and medieval appliances, she brought me more beer, she pooh-poohed my suggestion that the chickens and geese that flocked all through the hamlet might offer a solution to the problem, and at length disappeared making some inarticulate noise that left me in doubt whether she had caught an idea or had decided81 to abandon me to my hungry fate.
The short night had fallen and I had fully reconciled myself to retiring supperless when the kitchen door let in a feeble shaft82 of light which silhouetted83 my cask-shaped hostess approaching with something in her hands. No doubt she was foisting84 another mug of beer upon me! My mistake. With a complacent85 grunt86 she placed on the no longer visible table two well-filled plates and turned to light a strawlike wick protruding87 from a flat bottle of grease. By its slight rays I made out a heaping portion of boiled potatoes and an enormous Pfannkuchen—the German cross between an omelet and a pancake. It must have been a robust88 appetite indeed that did not succumb89 before this substitute for the food which Denkendorf, in the opinion of the landlady, so entirely90 lacked.
Meanwhile I had made a new acquaintance. A young soldier in the uniform of a sergeant91 had for some time been my only companion in the “guest-room.” His face suggested intelligence and an agreeable personality. For a long time we both sipped92 our beer in silence at opposite tables. I broke the ice at last, well aware that he would 278not have done so had we sat there all night. As in the older sections of our own country, so in the Old World it is not the custom to speak unnecessarily to strangers.
He answered my casual remark with a smile, however, rose, and, carrying his mug of beer with him, sat down on the opposite side of my table. I took pains to bring out my nationality at the first opportunity.
“American?” he cried, with the nearest imitation I had yet heard in Germany of the indignant surprise I had always expected that information to evoke93, “and what are you doing here?”
There was something more than mere curiosity in his voice, though his tone could not quite have been called angry. It was more nearly the German official guttural. I smiled placidly94 as I answered, throwing in a hint, as usual, about the food commission. He was instantly mollified. He did not even suggest seeing my papers, though he announced himself the traveling police force of that region, covering some ten small towns. Within five minutes we were as deep in conversation as if we had discovered ourselves to be friends of long standing95. He was of a naturally sociable96 disposition97, like all Bavarians, and his sociability98 was distinctly enhanced when I shared with him my last nibble99 of chocolate and “split” with him one of my rare American cigars. He had not had a smoke in a week, not even an Ersatz one; and it was at least a year since he had tasted chocolate. In return for my appalling100 sacrifice he insisted on presenting me with the two eggs he had been able to “hamster” during that day’s round of duty. When I handed them to the caisson-built landlady with instructions to serve us one each in the morning, my relations with the police-soldier were established on a friendly basis for life.
Before bedtime we had reached the point where he turned his revolver over to me, that I might satisfy my curiosity 279as to its inner workings. In return I spread all but one of my official and pseudo-official papers out before him in the flickering101 light of the grease wick, not because he had made any formal request to see them, but that I might keep him amused, as one holds the interest of a baby by flashing something gaudy102 before it or holding a ticking watch to its ear. Not, let it be plainly understood, that my new friend was of low intellectual level. Far from it. A Nürnberger of twenty-five who had seen all the war, on several fronts, he was judicious103 and “keen,” quite equal to his new position as country gendarme104. But there is something na?ve, babylike in the Bavarian character even after it has been tempered and remolded by wide and varied105 experience.
The next morning he insisted on rising early to accompany me a few miles on my journey. He expressed his astonishment106 that I carried no weapon, and though he laughed at the notion that I was in any danger without one, he did not propose that anything should befall me on his “beat.” As we advanced, our conversation grew more serious. He was not quite ready to admit that Germany had started the war, but he was forceful in his assertion that the capitalists and the “Old German” party had wanted it. The working-class, he insisted, would never have gone into the war if those higher up had not made them think Germany had been treacherously107 attacked, that England and France had determined108 to annihilate109 her. He was still not wholly convinced that those were not the facts, but he was enraged110 at what he insisted were the crimes of the capitalists. It goes without saying that he was a Socialist112, his leanings being toward the conservative side of that widely spread party. He told several tales of fraternization with French soldiers of similar opinions during his years in the trenches. The republican idea, he asserted, had been much in evidence among the working-classes long before the war, but it had never dared openly show its head. For German 280rulers, from Kaiser and princes down to his own army officers, he had the bitterest scorn. Their first and foremost interest in life he summed up under the head of “women.” Some of his personal-knowledge anecdotes113 of the “high and mighty” were not fit to print. His opinions of German womanhood, or at least girlhood, were astonishingly low for a youth of so na?ve and optimistic a character. On the other hand he lapsed114 every little while into childlike boasting of Germany’s military prowess, quite innocently, as one might point to the fertility or the sunshine of one’s native land. The Germans had first used gas; they had been the first to invent gas-masks; they had air-raided the capitals of their enemies, sunk them at sea long before the slow-witted Allies had ever thought of any such weapons or contrivances.
Some ten miles from our eating-place we drifted into the street-lanes of a huddled115 little village, older than the German Empire, in quest of the Gasthaus. Three hours of tramping are sufficient to recall the refreshing116 qualities of Bavarian beer. However reprehensible117 it may have been before the war, with its dreadful eleven percentage of alcohol, it was certainly a harmless beverage118 in 1919, superior in attack on a roadside thirst even to nature’s noblest substitute, water. If the reader will promise not to use the evidence against me, I will confess that I emptied as many as eight pint12 mugs of beer during a single day of my German tramp, and was as much intoxicated119 at the end of it as I should have been with as many quarts of milk. Nor would the natural conclusion that I am impervious120 to strong drink be just; the exact opposite is the bitter truth. The adult Bavarian who does not daily double, if not treble, my best performance is either an oddity or a complete financial failure, yet I have never seen one affected by his constant libations even to the point of increased gaiety.
281The justly criticized features of our saloons are quite unknown in the Bavarian Gasth?user. In the first place, they are patronized by both sexes and all classes, with the consequent improvement in character. On Sunday evening, after his sermon, the village priest or pastor121, the latter accompanied by his wife, drops in for a pint before retiring to his well-earned rest. Rowdyism, foul122 language, obscenity either of word or act are as rare as in the family circle. Never having been branded society’s black sheep, the Bavarian beer-hall is quite as respected and self-respecting a member of the community as any other business house. It is the village club for both sexes, with an atmosphere quite as ladylike as, if somewhat less effeminate, than, a sewing-circle; and it is certainly a boon123 to the thirsty traveler tramping the sun-flooded highways. All of which is not a plea for beer-drinking by those who do not care for the dreadful stuff, but merely a warning that personally I propose to continue the wicked habit as long—whenever, at least, I am tramping the roads of Bavaria.
These village inns are all of the same type. A quaint and placid building with the mellowed124 atmosphere that comes with respectable old age, usually of two stories, always with an exceedingly steep roof from which peer a few dormer-windows, like wondering urchins perched in some place of vantage, is pierced through the center by a long, low, cool passageway that leads to the family garden or back yard. Just inside the street entrance this hallway is flanked by two doors, on one of which, in old Gothic letters, is the word “Gastzimmer” (guest-room). Thus the new-comer is spared the embarrassment125 of bursting in upon the intimacies126 of the family circle that would result from his entering the opposite door. The world has few public places as homelike as the cool and cozy127 room to which the placarded door gives admittance. Unpainted wooden tables, polished gleaming white with sand and water, fill the room without 282any suggestion of crowding. At one side sits a porcelain128 stove, square-faced and high, its surface broken into small square plaques129, the whole shining intensely with its blue, blue-gray, or greenish tint130. Beyond this, in a corner, a tall, old-time clock with weights tick-tacks with the dignified131, placid serenity132 of quiet old age. Three or four pairs of antlers protrude133 from the walls; several small mirrors, and a number of framed pictures, most of them painful to the artistic134 sense that has reached the first stage of development, break the soothingly tinted135 surfaces between them. In the corner behind the door is a small glass-faced cupboard in which hang the long, hand-decorated porcelain pipes of the local smoking-club, each with the name of its owner stenciled136 upon it. Far to the rear sits a middle-aged111 phonograph with the contrite138 yet defiant139 air of a recent comer who realizes himself rather out of place and not over-popular in the conservative old society upon which he has forced himself. Deep window embrasures, gay with flowers in dull-red pots, hung with snowy little lace curtains, are backed by even more immaculate glass, in small squares. This bulges140 outwardly in a way to admit a maximum of light, yet is quite impenetrable from the outside, from where it merely throws back into the face of the would-be observer his own reflection. In the afternoon a powerfully built young woman, barefoot or shod only in low slippers141, is almost certain to be found ironing at one of the tables. At the others sit a guest or two, their heavy glass or stone mugs before them. No fowls142, dogs, or other domestic nuisances are permitted to enter, though the placid, Bavarian family cat is almost sure to look each new-comer over with a more or less disapproving143 air from her place of vantage toward the rear. It would take sharp eyes indeed to detect a fleck144 of dust, a beer stain, or the tiniest cobweb anywhere in the room.
Over the door is a sign, as time-mellowed as an ancient 283painting, announcing the price of a liter of beer—risen to thirty-two or thirty-four pfennigs in these sad war-times—though seldom mentioning the beverage by name. That information is not needed in a community where other drinks are as strangers in a strange land. About the spigots at the rear hovers145 a woman who might resent being called old and fat, yet who would find it difficult to convince a critical observer that she could lay any claim to being either young or slender. As often as a guest enters to take his seat at a table, with a mumbled “Scoot” she waddles146 forward with a dripping half-liter mug of beer, bringing another the instant her apparently147 dull but really eagle eye catches sight of one emptied. At her waist hangs from a strap over the opposite shoulder a huge satchel-purse of ancient design from which she scoops148 up a pudgy handful of copper and pewter coins whenever a guest indicates that he is ready to pay his reckoning, and dismisses him with another “Scoot” as he opens the door. From a score to a hundred times an hour, depending on the time of day, the size of the village, and the popularity of that particular establishment, a bell tinkles149 and she waddles to a little trap-door near the spigots to fill the receptacle that is handed in by some neighbor, usually an urchin or a disheveled little girl barely tall enough to peer in at the waist-high opening, and thrusts it out again as she drops another handful of copper coins into her capacious wallet.
They are always named in huge letters on the street fa?ade, these Bavarian Gasth?user: “Zum Rothen Hahn” (“To the Red Rooster”), “Zum Grauen Ross” (“To the Gray Steed”), “To the Golden Star,” “To the Black Bear,” “To the Golden Angel,” “To the Blue Grapes,” “To the White Swan,” “To the Post,” and so on through all the colors of the animal, vegetable, and heavenly kingdom. Whether in reference to the good old days when Bavaria’s beer was more elevating in its strength, or merely an evidence 284of the mixture of the poetic150 and the religious in the native character, one of the favorite names is “To the Ladder of Heaven.”
In the evening the interior scene changes somewhat. The laundress has become a serving-maid, the man of the house has returned from his fields and joins his waddling spouse151 in carrying foaming152 mugs from spigots to trap-door or to tables, crowded now with muscular, sun-browned peasants languid from the labors of the day. Then is the time that a rare traveling guest may ask to be shown to one of the clean and simple little chambers153 above. The wise man will always seek one of these inns of the olden days in which to spend the night, even in cities large enough to boast more presumptuous154 quarters. The establishment announcing itself as a “Hotel” is certain to be several times more expensive, often less clean and comfortable, superior only in outward show, and always far less homelike than the modest Gasthaus.
It may have been imagination, but I fancied I saw a considerable variation in types in different villages. In some almost every inhabitant seemed broad-shouldered and brawny155; in others the under-sized prevailed. This particular hamlet in which the police-soldier and I took our farewell glass appeared to be the gathering-place of dwarfs156. At any rate, a majority of those I caught sight of could have walked under my outstretched arm. It may be that the war had carried off the full-grown, or they may have been away tilling the fields. The head of the inn family, aged sixty or more, was as exact a copy of the gnomes157 whom Rip van Winkle found playing ninepins as the most experienced stage manager could have chosen and costumed. Hunched158 back, hooked nose, short legs, long, tasseled159, woolen160 knit cap, whimsical smile and all, he was the exact picture of those play-people of our childhood fairy-books. Indeed, he went them one better, for the long vest that covered his 285unnatural expanse of chest gleamed with a score of buttons fashioned from silver coins of centuries ago, of the size of half-dollars. He sold me an extra one, at the instigation of my companion, for the appalling price of two marks! It proved to date back to the days when Spain held chief sway over the continent of Europe. His wife was his companion even in appearance and suggested some medieval gargoyle161 as she paddled in upon us, clutching a froth-topped stone mug in either dwarfish162 hand. She had the fairy-tale kindness of heart, too, for when my companion suggested that his thirst was no greater than his hunger she duck-footed noiselessly away and returned with a generous wedge of her own bread. It was distinctly brown and would not have struck the casual American observer as a delicacy163, but the Nürnberger fell upon it with a smacking164 of the lips and a joyful165: “Na! Das ist Bauernbrod—genuine peasant’s bread. You don’t get that in the cities, na!”
He took his final leave at the top of the rise beyond the village, deploring166 the fact that he could not continue with me to Berlin and imploring167 me to come again some other year when we could tramp the Bavarian hills together. When I turned and looked back, nearly a half-mile beyond, he stood in the selfsame spot, and he snatched off his red-banded fatigue168 cap and waved it half gaily169, half sadly after me.
Miles ahead, over a mountainous ridge shaded by a cool and murmuring evergreen forest, I descended through the fields toward Beilngries, a reddish patch on the landscape ahead. A glass-clear brook170 that was almost a river hurried away across the meadow. I shed my clothes and plunged171 into it. A thin man was wandering along its grassy172 bank like a poet hunting inspiration or a victim of misfortune seeking solace173 for his tortured spirit. I overtook him soon after I had dressed. His garb was not that of a Bavarian villager; his manner and his speech suggested a Prussian, 286or at least a man from the north. I expected him to show more curiosity at sight of a wandering stranger than had the simple countrymen of the region. When I accosted174 him he asked if the water was cold and lapsed into silence. I made a casual reference to my walk from Munich. In any other country the mere recital175 of that distance on foot would have aroused astonishment. He said he had himself been fond of walking in his younger days. I implied in a conversational176 footnote that I was bound for Berlin. He assured me the trip would take me through some pleasant scenery. I emphasized my accent until a man of his class must have recognized that I was a foreigner. He remarked that these days were sad days for Germany. I worked carefully up to the announcement, in the most dramatic manner I could command, that I was an American recently discharged from the army. He hoped I would carry home a pleasant impression of German landscapes, even if I did not find the country what it had once been in other respects. As we parted at the edge of the town he deplored177 the scarcity and high price of food, shook hands limply, and wished me a successful journey. In other words, there was no means of arousing his interest, to say nothing of surprise or resentment178, that the citizen of a country with which his own was still at war should be wandering freely with kodak and note-book through his Fatherland. His attitude was that of the vast majority of Germans I met on my journey, and to this day I have not ceased to wonder why their attitude should have been so indifferent. Had the whole country been starved out of the aggressive, suspicious manner of the Kaiser days, or was there truth in the assertion that they had always considered strangers honored guests and treated them as such? More likely the form of government under which they had so long lived had left the individual German the impression that personally it was no affair of his, that it was up to the officials who had appointed 287themselves over him to attend to such matters, while the government itself had grown so weak and disjointed that it took no cognizance of wandering strangers.
Whatever else may be said of them, the Germans certainly are a hard-working, diligent33 people, even in the midst of calamities179. Boys of barely fourteen followed the plow180 from dawn to dark of these long northern summer days. Laborers toiled181 steadily182 at road-mending, at keeping in repair the material things the Kaiser régime had left them, as ambitiously as if the thought had never occurred to them that all this labor36 might in the end prove of advantage only to their enemies. Except that the letters “P. G.” or “P. W.” were not painted on their garments, there was nothing to distinguish these gangs of workmen in fields and along the roads from the prisoners of war one had grown so accustomed to see at similar tasks in France. They wore the same patched and discolored field gray, the same weather-faded fatigue caps. How those red-banded caps had permeated183 into the utmost corners of the land!
Between Beilngries and Bershing, two attractive towns with more than their share of food and comfort in the Germany of armistice days, I left the highway for the towpath of the once famous Ludwig Canal that parallels it. To all appearances this had long since been abandoned as a means of transportation. Nowhere in the many miles I followed it did I come upon a canal-boat, though its many locks were still in working order and the lock-tenders’ dwellings184 still inhabited. The disappearance185 of canal-boats may have been merely temporary, as was that of automobiles186, of which I remember seeing only three during all my tramp in Germany, except those in the military service.
For a long time I trod the carpet-like towpath without meeting or overtaking any fellow-traveler. It was as if I had discovered some unknown and perfect route of my own. 288The mirror surface of the canal beside me pictured my movements far more perfectly187 than any cinema film, reproducing every slightest tint and color. Now and again I halted to stretch out on the grassy slope at the edge of the water, in the all-bathing sunshine. Snow-white cherry-trees were slowly, regretfully shedding their blossoms, flecking the ground and here and there the edge of the canal with their cast-off petals188. Bright-pink apple-trees, just coming into full bloom, were humming with myriad189 bees. A few birds sang gaily, yet a bit drowsily190, falling wholly silent now and then, as if awed191 by nature’s loveliness. A weather-browned woman, her head covered with a clean white kerchief with strands192 of apple-blossom pink in it, knelt at the edge of the waterway a bit farther on, cutting the long grass with a little curved sickle193, her every motion, too, caught by the mirroring canal. Along the highway below tramped others of her species, bearing to town on their backs the green fodder194 similarly gathered, in long cone-shaped baskets or wrapped in a large cloth. One had heaped her basket high with bright-yellow mustard, splashing the whitish roadway as with a splotch of paint. Vehicles there were none, except the little handcarts drawn195 by barefoot women or children, and now and then a man sometimes similarly unshod. Oxen reddish against green meadows or whitish against the red soil were standing idle, knee-deep in grass or slowly plowing196 the gently rolling fields. Farther off, clumps197 of cattle ranging from dark brown to faint yellow speckled the rounded hillocks. Fields white with daisies, yellow with buttercups, lilac with some other species of small flower, vied with one another in beautifying the more distant landscape. Still farther off, the world was mottled with clumps of forest, in which mingled198 the black evergreen of perennial199 foliage200 with the light green of new leaves. An owl17 or some member of his family hooted201 contentedly202 from the nearest woods. Modest little houses, 289with sharp, very-old-red roofs and whitewashed walls dulled by years of weather, stood in clusters of varying size on the sun-flooded hillsides. Nothing in the velvety, gentle scene, so different from the surly landscape of factory districts, suggested war, except now and again the red-banded caps of the men. The more wonder came upon me that these slow, simple country people with their never-failing greetings and their entire lack of warlike manner could have formed a part of the most militaristic nation in history.
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delicacy
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