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HistoryThe sum of all this blue, the blue from the uniforms and helmets, forms, during the march, a moving line, a wave which marks a delicate profile against the equally blue sky, whose effect it repeats and underlines. The mens faces are sun- burned and firm from the open air, their brown eyes look forward with conscious valor. I admire this troop, although their uniforms are often faded, their faces ilshaven or unshaven, often with long black mustaches, little cared for. An air of vigor characterizes them, and gives their presence in this landscape its deep reason and its beauty. Watching them march, calm and firm, with an expression of decision ennobling their rustic faces, under helmets brought back from the Middle. prev next |