In high flood this great acreage of sand, shingle-beds, and willow-grownislands is almost topped by the water, but in normal seasons the bushesbend and rustle in the free winds, showing their silver leaves to thesunshine in an ever-moving plain of bewildering beauty. On the big maps this deserted area is painted in a fluffyblue, growing fainter in color as it leaves the banks, and across it may beseen in large straggling letters the word Sumpfe, meaning marshes. Produced by Suzanne Shell, David Newman and PG Distributed ProofreadersĪfter leaving Vienna, and long before you come to Budapest, the Danubeenters a region of singular loneliness and desolation, where its watersspread away on all sides regardless of a main channel, and the countrybecomes a swamp for miles upon miles, covered by a vast sea of lowwillow-bushes.
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