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The country was as astonishing to me as the city--its old beauty added
to in every direction. They took me about in motor cars, motor boats and
air ships, on foot and on horseback (the only horses now to be found
were in the country). And while I speak of horses, I will add that the
only dogs and cats I saw, or heard, were in the country, too, and not
very numerous at that.
"We've changed our views as to 'pets' and 'domestic animals,'" Nellie
said. "We ourselves are the only domestic animals allowed now. Meat
eating, as Hallie told you, is decreasing every day; but the care and
handling of our food animals improves even more rapidly. Every city has
its municipal pastures and dairies, and every village or residence
group. By the way, I might as well show you one of those last, and get
it clear in your mind."
We were on an air trip in one of the smooth-going, noiseless machines
commonly used, which opened a new world of delight to me. This one held
two, with the aviator. I had inquired about accidents, and was glad to
find that thirty years' practice had eliminated the worst dangers and
reared a race of flying men.
"In our educational plan to-day all the children are given full physical
development and control," my sister explained. "That goes back to the
woman again--the mothers. There was a sort of Hellenic revival--a
recognition that it was possible for us to rear as beautiful human
beings as walked in Athens. When women were really free of man's
selective discrimination they proved quite educable, and learned to be
ashamed of their deformities. Then we began to appreciate the human body
and to have children reared in an atmosphere of lovely form and color,
statues and pictures all about them, and the new stories--Oh! I haven't
told you a thing about them, have I?"
"No," I said; "and please don't. I started out to see the country, and
your new-fangled 'residence groups,' whatever they may be, and I refuse
to have my mind filled up with educational information. Take me on a
school expedition another time, please."
"All right," she agreed; "but I can tell you more about the beasts
without distracting your mind, I hope. For one thing, we have no longer
any menageries."
"What?" I cried. "No menageries! How absurd! They were certainly
educational, and a great pleasure to children--and other people."
"Our views of education have changed you see," she replied; "and our
views of human relation to the animal world; also our ideas of pleasure.
People do not think it a pleasure now to watch animals in pain."
"More absurdity! They were not in pain. They were treated better than
when left wild," I hotly replied.
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