" The King of Spain, the Emperor of Germany, the Czar of Russia,
the Sultan of Turkey, and the Shah of Persia have added their tributes to
those of the President of the French Republic, and all the nations of the
earth are literally bringing their glory and their honor into that city of
the portage strip, which, in a sense, has leading across and out of it
paths to all the other golden valleys of the earth, for we are told that
the sickles are reaping the fields of "Argentina in January, Upper Egypt
in February, East India in March, Mexico in April, China in May, Spain in
June, Iowa in July, Canada in August, Sweden in September, Norway in
October, South Africa in November, and Burma in December."
When in France, walking one afternoon from Orange to Avignon, the first
object I saw as I entered that charming city of the palace of the Pope was
a sign advertising the McCormick harvester.
I do not mean to intimate that all the sickles, that is, harvesters, are
made on that portage strip, for if all the factories and coal lands
(twenty thousand acres) and timber lands (one hundred thousand acres) and
ore lands (with their forty million tons of ore) and railway tracks that
unite to make these harvesters were brought together around that portage
strip there would be no place for the city itself; but through one
building on that strip the myriad paths do run, connecting all the
tillable, grain-growing valleys of this planet; and yet a recent, most
observing English critic, Mr.
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