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All these, and a hundred other mipressions, held 

 our interest before we backed down into our last stop- 

 ping-place, the Estaclon de Guadalajara. They left 

 us with a confused but realistic appreciation of the 

 strangeness and isolation of this sister republic of ours, 

 whose land adjoins us, and yet whose ways and cus- 

 toms are separated from ours by centuries of time and 

 a vast decree of culture. 



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