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Munich and the country round about it make a great exchange of peoples every Sunday. In the morning, trainload after trainload of villagers and mountaineers pour into the town, and trainload after trainload of good and other citizens steam out to spend the day in wood and valley, and upon lake and mountain side. MUNICH AND THE COUNTRY ROUND ABOUT IT MAKE A GREAT EXCHANGE OF PEOPLES EVERY SUNDAY IN THE MORNING TRAINLOAD AFTER TRAINLOAD OF VILLAGERS AND MOUNTAINEERS POUR INTO THE TOWN AND TRAINLOAD AFTER TRAINLOAD OF GOOD AND OTHER CITIZENS STEAM OUT TO SPEND THE DAY IN WOOD AND VALLEY AND UPON LAKE AND MOUNTAIN SIDE
(I think this garment is called a stomacher, but I am not sure, as I have never liked to ask.) Her square shoulders are covered with the whitest of white linen. Her sleeves are also white; and being very full, and of some soft lawnlike material, suggest the idea of folded wings. Upon her flaxen hair is perched a saucy round green hat. The buckles of her dainty shoes, the big eyes in her pretty face, are all four very bright. One feels one would like much to change places for the day with Hans. Arm-in-arm, looking like some china, but exceedingly substantial china, shepherd and shepherdess, they descend upon the town. One rubs one's eyes and stares after them as they pass. They seem to have stepped from the pictured pages of one of those old story-books that we learnt to love, sitting beside the high brass guard that kept ourselves and the nursery-fire from doing each other any serious injury, in the days when the world was much bigger than it is now, and much more real and interesting. ICE LACED DOWN THE FRONT I THINK THIS GARMENT IS CALLED A STOMACHER BUT I AM NOT SURE AS I HAVE NEVER LIKED TO ASK HER SQUARE SHOULDERS ARE COVERED WITH THE WHITEST OF WHITE LINEN HER SLEEVES ARE ALSO WHITE AND BEING VERY FULL AND OF SOME SOFT LAWNLIKE MATERIAL SUGGEST THE IDEA OF FOLDED WINGS UPON HER FLAXEN HAIR IS PERCHED A SAUCY ROUND GREEN HAT THE BUCKLES OF HER DAINTY SHOES THE BIG EYES IN HER PRETTY FACE ARE ALL FOUR VERY BRIGHT ONE FEELS ONE WOULD LIKE MUCH TO CHANGE PLACES FOR THE DAY WITH HANDS ARM IN ARM LOOKING LIKE SOME CHINA BUT EXCEEDINGLY SUBSTANTIAL CHINA SHEPHERD AND SHEPHERDESS THEY DESCEND UPON THE TOWN ONE RUBS ONE'S EYES AND STARES AFTER THEM AS THEY PASS THEY SEEM TO HAVE STEPPED FROM THE PICTURED PAGES OF ONE OF THOSE OLD STORY BOOKS THAT WE LEARNT TO LOVE SITTING BESIDE THE HIGH BRASS GUARD THAT KEPT OURSELVES ON THE NURSERY FIRE FROM DOING EACH OTHER ANY SERIOUS INJURY IN THE DAYS WHEN THE WORLD WAS MUCH BIGGER THAN IT IS NOW AND MUCH MORE REAL AND INTERESTING
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