Emerson tells that when on a trip to New Hampshire he found
a large building going up in a country town. Struck by its
ungainly and rambling appearance, he asked a man who was working
at it, who the architect was. And the reply was, “Oh, there
isn’t any architect settled on as yet. I’m just building it, you
see, and there’s a man coming from Boston next month to put the
architecture into it.”
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