Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood,
An Epistle to Posterity — Chapter VII
(1897)
“ We are a vast country with few people; they are a small country with many people. They can afford to have their railway embankments sodded, their little stations each a flower garden. With us those enormous public works must remain forever rough, great scars on the face of nature. We must get our beauty in other things, and leave to England her peerless enamel of green grass, brilliant flowers, her gray ruins, and graceful ivy. I was amused, sometimes a little offended, to find how little English people knew of the United States. ”

