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This trick upon experienced travelers certainly beat all I had ever heard about the wooden nutmegs and bass-wood pumpkin seeds of Connecticut . And I thought if there were any more Hibernians like our friend Pat , the Yankee peddlers might as well give it up . The next land we saw was Wales . It was high noon , and a long line of purple mountains lay like banks of clouds against the east . Could this be really Wales ? -- Wales ? -- and I thought of the Prince of Wales .