
One should see Middlesbrough if only to think of its blast furnaces, its rattle and roar, its ceaseless striving, when one gets to the sources of the Tees on the Westmorland borders, and remembers that the water which flows down from the fell-sides in such quiet surroundings will ere long sweep past this modern product of foresight and energy on its way to the North Sea.
Fletcher/Enchanting
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