New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1846-10-24

b x o ! IN g t-Burns
EDINBURGH, Goth Sept 1916.
have too long delayed writing up my journal
Many interesting observations slip from recollec.
ton ii one waits SO many days yet. while travel
ing, it is almost impossible to find an hour when
something OF value to be seen win not be lost
while writing
said, in closing my last, that would write
little more about Westmoreland; but so much has
happened since that ] must now dismiss that re-
gion with all possible brevity.
The first day of which ! wished to speak was
passed in visiting Langdale. the scene of Words
worth's Excursion Our party of eight went in
two ofthe vehicles called cars or droskas-open car
riages each drawnby one horse. They are rather
fatiguing to ride in, but good to see from In steep
and stony places all alight and the driver leads the
horse So many Of these there are that we were
four or five hours in going ten miles, including the
pauses when we wished to l0ok
The scenes through which passed are in
deed, Of the most wild and noble character. The
widness is not savage but very calm. Without
recurring to details, recognized the tone and atmos
phere of that noble poem, which was to me. at Il
feverish period in my life, pure waters, free
breezes and cold blue sky, bringing Of eter
nifty that gave an aspect Of composure to the rud
est volcanic wrecks OF time.
We dincd at farm house OF the vale with It's
stone floors, old carved cabinet the pride OF house
Of this sort) and ready provision OF oaten cakes
We then assembled hill TO the waterfall called
Dungeon Gill Force also subject touched by
Wordsworth's Muse You wind along path for a
long time hearing the sound OF the falling water
but you do not see it till, descending by ladder
the side OF the ravine you come to its very foot
You find yourself then in deep chasm, bridged
over by narrow arch Of rock the water falls at
the farther end in a narrow column. Looking up,
you the sky through assure so narrow as to
make it look very pure and distant One OF our
party passing in stood some time at the foot ofthe
waterfall end added much TO its effect, his hight
gave measure by which to appreciate that OF sur
rounding objects and his look, by that light so pale
and statu esque, seemed to inform the place with
the pres ence OF its genius.
Our circuit homeward from this grand scene led
us thrc ugh some lovely places, and to an outlook
upon the most beautiful part OF Westmoreiand-
Pas sing over to Keswick we saw Derwentwater
and near it the Fall Of Lodore. II was from Res
wick that we made the excursion Of day through
Rorowdale to Battennere and Cromek Water
which l meant to speak Of but | find 1t impossible
at this moment. The mind does not now furnish
congenial colors with which TO represent the vision
of that day it must still wait in the mind and bide
its time, again to emerge to outer mir.
At Keswick we went to model of the Lake
Country which gives an excellent idea of the rea-
tive positions of all objects It's maker had given
six years to the necessary surveys and drawings
He said that he had first become acquainted with
the country from his taste for fishing but had learned
to love its beauty till the thought arose oi making
this model that while engaged in it, he visited al
most every spot amid the hills and commonly saw
both sunrise aud sunset upon them that he was
happy all the time but almos, too happy when he
saw one section OF his model coming out quite
right and felt sure at last that he should be quite
successful! in representing to others the home OF his
thoughts. looked upon him rs indeed an enviabe
man to have profession congenial with his feel
ings, in which, he had been naturally led to do
what would be useful and pleasant Tor others.
Passing from Keswck through n pleasant and
cultivated country, we paused at fair Carlisle,
not voluntarily. but because we could not get the
means of proceeding farther that day. So. as 1t
was one i'll which
The sun shonc fair Carlisle wall.
we visited its Cathedral and Castle and trod, Tor
the first time in some o.: the footsteps OF the unor
tunate Queen OF Scots.
Passing next day the Border, we found the
MOSES all drained and the very existence OF some
time moss troopers would have seemed problemat-
ical but for the remains of Gilnockie, the tower Of
Johnnie Armstrong; patheticaly recalled IN one OF
the finest OF the Scottish ballads Its size, aswel as
that of other keeps towers and castles where ruins
are reverentialy preserved in Scotland give lively
sense OF the time when population was so scanty
and individual manhood grew TO such force. Ten
men in Ginockie were stronger then in pro
portion to the whole and, probably had In them
moro OF intelligence, resource, and genuine manly
power than ten regiments now of redcoats drilled
to act out maneuvers they do not understand anu
use artillery which needs OF them no more than the
match to go of and do its hideous message
Farther on we saw Branxholm, and the water
in crossing which the Goblin Page was obliged to
resume his proper shape and fly, crying Lost
lost, LOST Verify, these things seem more like
home than ones own nursery, whose toys ana iuf
niture could not in actual presence engage the
thoughts like these pictures, made iamhar us
household words by the most generous kindiy
genius that ever blessed this earth
On the coach with us was gentleman coming
from London to make his yearly visit to the neigh
borhood of Burns. in which he was born can
now" said he. go but once year when BOY
never let week pass, without vlsltin the mouse
of Burns He afterward observed as every step
woke us to fresh recollectons of Walter Scott that
Scott with all his vast range Of talent knowiease
and activity was poet of the past only and IN
his limos, heart welded to the habits OF teudai
ars,ocracy, while Burns is the poet OF the present
and the future the man OF the People. and through
out genuine man. This is true enough but LOT
my psrt cannot endure such comparison by a breath
of GOODNESS to depreciate either. Both were want
al each acted the important part assigned HIM
by destiny with wonderful thoroushness and
condolences. Scott breathed the breath Just Haet-
ing from the forms OF ancient Scottish hero'sn ana
possv into new-he made for us the bridge by