The city is no better than the town, the town is no better than the country, and indeed one is but little different from the other.

Everywhere the problems are the same.

Everywhere it is Life which is to be seen, which is to be lived, which is to be endured, to be enjoyed.

Perhaps the men and women of Ellisville did not phrase it thus, but surely they felt the strong current which warmed their veins, which gave them hope and belief and self-trust, worth full as much, let us say, as the planted and watered life of those who sometimes live on the earnings of those who have died before them, or on the labour of those who are enslaved to them.
Ellisville, after the first ball, was by all the rules of the Plains admittedly a town.

A sun had set, and a sun had arisen.