Chapter XXXVI: The Camp: the New Architecture

In the centre of the new city is something like a long train of box cars--yet when you see their sides you find they are houses. As you look they grow--and from a few holes in the ground till the building is finished takes about forty-five minutes, the architects tell me. They are better built than the English Munition towns--they are unbelievable--these Cities of fifty thousand inhabitants built while the army was formed. This drawing is but a bit of one of them--to right and to left and behind the town stretched--the embodiment of usefulness, respectability--a triumph of ugliness and energy.