¶ 4 Leave a comment on paragraph 4 1 This ride has demonstrated that this people are poor, notwithstanding the comfortable appearance of their houses as seen from a distance. Their wretched land must keep them poor. Wood is scarce but stone and lime stone is sery plenty, consequently their homes are everywhere built of stone and neatly whitewashed. That style would betoken thrift in our country, but here it means nothing. Any more than does the boat and traps of the Venetian beggar for he can’t get along otherwise- A closer inspection shows them to be ragged and filthy. The first floors of their houses are on a level or even lower than the ground, chickens and pigs roam unmolested in the best rooms among the family, worse than the Irish shanties of slabtown-
¶ 5 Leave a comment on paragraph 5 0 This little village of Senizech with its substantial whitewashed stone houses and our “Hotel” are no exception to the foregoing. We go in to see- The floors are lower than the muddy sidewalk by the door. In the small front hall are the chicken-coups [sic], the room to the right is the restaurant, furnished with wooden benches and plank tables where the teamsters are eating strong cheese with their beer-while chickens walk between their legs on the filthy floor.
¶ 6 Leave a comment on paragraph 6 0 The room to the left is the Kitchen. An immense fireplace The floor for the fire raised to the highth of a stove, covered with kettles. Beside us a large table covered with dishes in all conditions of dirt and fullness- We discover that in the next