The Ancestral Footstep

Not a whit, said the old man. England will never understand America; for England never does understand a foreign country; and whatever you may say about kindred, America is as much a foreign country as France itself. These two hundred years of a different climate and circumstances–of life on a broad continent instead of in an island, to say nothing of the endless intermixture of nationalities in every part of the United States, except New England–have created a new and decidedly original type of national character. It is as well for both parties that they should not aim at any very intimate connection. It will never do.