How different is the Canterbury of the present! First, like all modern
towns, it is limited in size; there are in it twenty-four thousand
inhabitants, neither more nor less. Round its great central Square or
Garden are the public buildings. The streets, which branch off at
right angles, are all of the same width, the same length, and the same
appearance. They are planted with trees. The houses are built of red
brick, each house containing four rooms on the ground-floor--namely,
two on either side the door--and four on the first floor, with a
bath-room. The rooms are vaulted with brick, so that there is no fear
of fire. Every room has its own occupant; and as all the rooms are of
the same size, and are all furnished in the same way, with the same
regard to comfort and warmth, there is really no ground for complaint
or jealousies. The occupants also, who have the same meals in the same
Hall every day, cannot complain of inequalities, any more than they
can accuse each other of gluttonous living. In the matter of clothes,
again, it was at first expected that the grave difficulties with the
women as to uniformity of fashion and of material would continue to
trouble us; but with the decay of those emotions which formerly caused
so much trouble--since the men have ceased to court the women, and
the women have ceased to desire men's admiration--there has been no
opposition. All of them now are clad alike; gray is found the most
convenient color, soft beige the most convenient material.
The same beautiful equality rules the hours and methods of work. Five
hours a day are found ample, and everybody takes his time at every
kind of work, the men's work being kept separate from that given to
the women. I confess that the work is not performed with as much zeal
as one could wish; but think of the old times, when one had to work
eight, ten, and even eighteen hours a day in order to earn a poor and
miserable subsistence! What zeal could they have put into their work?
How different is this glorious equality in all things from the ancient
anomalies and injustices of class and rank, wealth and poverty! Why,
formerly, the chief pursuit of man was the pursuit of money. And now
there is no money at all, and our wealth lies in our barns and garners.
I must be forgiven if I dwell upon these contrasts. The history which
has to be told--how an attempt was actually made to destroy this Eden,
and to substitute in its place the old condition of things--fills me
with such indignation that I am constrained to speak.
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