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normality, a [proteup?] procedure I don't know, but I wonder. The wheat rye + oats are non ripe: we saw numbers of American [binders?] on the freight cars. Just out of Bordeaux there are vineyards [c?] grape vines growing on sticks. Quantities of [Judiau?] [cooth?] were to be seen! The fields are separated by lines of tall poplars + closely set shrubs. The country became more rolling. As all went north, we were admirers of this exquisite country until we came to our first [tower?] of size - [Augonleine?] with its [sepulchrally?] white houses. We next passed thru Poitiers - a thousand memories of school days flooded my mind - my old preceptor [Julius?] Leigh and my knowledge of French history gathered at his feet - Those stuff old fights of older times when French opposed English, when, one English man was worth 5 Frenchmen because they were [stont?] of heart + [illegible] + Could shoot an arrow straight, as the [Sicly?] French mobility with a pseudo-courage changed furiously against them to lose a battle, their king + their lives. We soon [illegible] Tours, a very pretty town of [soooo of?] the Loire. Up the valley, with its wonderful chateaux on the side we ran to [ illegible] to Orleans of Joan of Arc fame. A little after 8 o clock to come into the Gare
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normality, a pro temp procedure I don't know, but I wonder. The wheat rye & oats are now ripe. We saw numbers of American binders on the freight cars. Just out of Bordeaux there wee vineyards with grape vines growing on sticks. Quantities of Indian corn were to ve see. The fields are separated by lines of tall Poplars & closely set shrubs. The country became more rolling as we went north. We were admirers of this exquisite country until we came to our first town of size -- Angonleine with its sepulchially white houses. We next passed thru Poitiers -- a thousand memories of school days flooded my mind -- my old preceptor Junius Leigh and my knowledge of French history gathered at his feet -- those stiff old tights of olden times when French opposed English, when one English man was worth 5 Frenchmen because there were stout of heart & younger & could shoot an arrow straight, and the silly French Nobility with a pseudo-courage charge furiously against them to lose a battle, their King and their lives. We soon ran into Tours, a very pretty town of 50000 on the Loire.

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Image 5 of 71 normality, a pro temp procedure I don't know, but I wonder. The wheat rye & oats are now ripe. We saw numbers of American binders on the freight cars. Just out of Bordeaux there wee vineyards with grape vines growing on sticks. Quantities of Indian corn were to ve see. The fields are separated by lines of tall Poplars & closely set shrubs. The country became more rolling as we went north. We were admirers of this exquisite country until we came to our first town of size -- Angonleine with its sepulchially white houses. We next passed thru Poitiers -- a thousand memories of school days flooded my mind -- my old preceptor Junius Leigh and my knowledge of French history gathered at his feet -- those stiff old tights of olden times when French opposed English, when one English man was worth 5 Frenchmen because there were stout of heart & younger & could shoot an arrow straight, and the silly French Nobility with a pseudo-courage charge furiously against them to lose a battle, their King and their lives. We soon ran into Tours, a very pretty town of 50000 on the Loire.