My wonderful visit (1922)

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Record Details:

Title:
My wonderful visit
Date:
1922
Publisher:
London : Hurst & Blackett
Volume:
My wonderful visit
Leaf #:
00076
Language:
English
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
University of California Libraries
Sponsor:
MSN
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
July 19, 2022
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68 My Wonderful Visit Tom Geraghty and the bunch, we are all so excited we don't know just what to do or how to act. We cannot collect ourselves. Bursting with pent- up questions of years of gathering, overflowing with important messages for one another, we are talking about the most commonplace things. I find that I am not listening to them, nor they to me. I am just taking it all in, eyes and ears. An English '' bobby." Everything is different. Taking the tickets. The whole thing is upside down. The locking us in our compartment. I look at the crowds. The same old " prop " smile is working. They smile. They cheer. I wave my hat. I feel silly, but it seems that they like it. Will the train never start ? I want to see some- thing outside the station. I want to see the country. They are all saying things. I do not know what they all think of me, my friends. I wish they were not here. I would love to be alone so that I could get it all. We are moving. I sit forward as though to make the train go faster. I want a sight of Old England. I want more than a sight. Now I see the English country. New houses going up everywhere. New types for labouring men. More new houses. I have never seen Old England in such a frenzy of building. The brush fields are rather burned up. This is something new for England, for it is always so green. It is not as green as it used to be. But it is England, and I am loving every mile of it. /