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قراءة كتاب To Nuremberg and Back A Girl's Holiday
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travellers who see the Channel for the first time, she thought it must always be quiet.
It proved to be a very smooth trip, and only a little over an hour was spent in crossing.
The train left Calais fifteen minutes after the arrival of the boat, and the gentlemen bought nice luncheons which were put up in baskets,—chicken, bread and butter, and a bottle of wine.
They found a good compartment, and away they went, eating their lunch and enjoying the views from the windows at the same time.
Belgium is called the garden of Europe, as vegetables are raised there for all the principal cities.
The country is flat and rather uninteresting to look at, but when one realizes that the willows which surround the farms are used by the women and children to make baskets which are sent all over the world it becomes very interesting.
The land is divided by water wide enough for flat-bottomed boats to be rowed about, that the farmers may till their land and bring home the products in them.
It seemed very strange to see women at work in the fields, but Mr. Ford said they would get used to that before they reached Nuremberg.
It was dark when the train drew in at the station at Brussels, and they took a stage marked "Grand Hotel," and were driven through the principal street of the city. The shops were all lighted, and the streets and sidewalks full of people.
Outside the restaurants little tables were set on the sidewalks, and men and women were eating and drinking.
It was a sight the Winters had never seen, and it looked very strange to them.
"It is just like Paris on a small scale," said Mr. Ford.
Excellent rooms were ready for them at the hotel, as they had been telegraphed for by Mr. Ford, who was in the habit of going there every year.
They had a delicious supper, and Mr. Winter said,—
"That is the best meal I have seen since leaving America."
The ladies had found the cars very hard to travel in, and were glad to go to their rooms.
The next day Mrs. Winter was so thoroughly used up that Mr. Winter decided to stay in Brussels a few days for her to get rested.
The girls were delighted, as they had become very fond of each other and were dreading the separation.