New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1851-10-15

lnt,nc for hundred and fifty years. There can
be no doubt of = authenticity. The face Is that
Of Cromwell. too hard and rugged, too terribly
infe1ible to be mistaken. while the prominence
Of the large eve.balls Ia Their sunken cavities,
the slight sharpening of the features and the set
rediiy Of the grim mouth, show clearly that the
mould was never taken from living flesh. Yet
there seemed kind Of hard satisfaction IN the
eypression ofthe face, as # he had remembered
Dunbar at his death. hour Less mierestingtha
this memorable relic, yet more pleasant to be-
hold. Is vandyke's portrait Of Charles l. on
horseback. filling up the end Of a long gallery
The forward action OF the Inquire and tue
foreshorte ming OF the horse are So admirable tina,
Won stand ready TO return the salute Of the hand
some CavaierKing, when ne shall have ridden
a few PAGES further
After We had taken too hasty glance at the
superb paintings on the walls, and the exquisite
views Of the Avon from the windows, we re-
turned TO the pOrter's lodge, where some other
Antiquities, not quite so wellverihed weres hown
up. The FORTRESS, witheTed looking little wo-
man. took her stand IN the center of the room,
and wen. through her part after this wise -
This here. gentlemen, IS the famous porrdge-
pot of Guy, Earl Of Warwick, as takes forty gal
Ions of rum, forty gallons ofbrandy, and five hun
bred pounds of sugar to fill It with punch, and was
filed when tie present Earl was married, like
wise three times and half when Lord Brooke
came Of age and this Is Guys sword, II seized
and shook It, but forget whether It weighed nine
or twenty one pounds,) land these IS Spanish
lady's shoes, as was worn by Far Phyllis, Guys
wife ard this is the horn Of the dun COW Guy
killed. ut was whales nb y. and these Is
the boars tusks he killed and was knlghted for;
and this Is an Indian shield made oil buffalo hide,
and this IS Guys flesh fork. as he dipped out the
pieces OF meet with hrrrrT-r-r --
Here she stirred up the porridge-pot, ringing
such peal as shook the lodge, and then, flesh
fork IN hand, stood waiting for her shilling Be
fore leaving, we took shady path, under larches
and lebanon ceGars to the garden-house IN which
stands the renowned Warwick vase have
seen no vase cor parable to this IN the blending
of perfect grace with the majesty OF colossal
proportions The wreaihed vine-stalks al rs
sides. the full yine-bunches and heads Of the
laughing fauns are none the less graceful that
they are magnifed beyond nature
But cannot linger in the beautiful groves of
Warwick, while further down the Avon. girlled
by green meadows and embosomed IL heavy
foliaged elms and hines, lies happy Stratiord,
blessed beyond al! other villages In all the lands
of the Saxon race. Yesterday morning clomb
to the top of country coach and was whlrled
down Warwick Hill, under the gateway OF Lelces-
ter's Hospital. across level tract OF garden
ground. and up a swelling rIdge-the summit OF
which, as we drove along 1t for several miles,
commanded wide views into the heart OF War.
wickshire-the most charming agricultural re-
eion in all England To the LETT beyond the
Avon, | saw in the distance the trees OF Charlie
cote Park, the seat of the Lucy family, and
the spire of the church where Sir Thomas,
OF Shak spere- Furnishing memory, lies buried.
Through alternate groves of elm, OAK and beech,
and fields of smooth, fresh mold OF smoother
turf, dotted with clumps of hawthorn, we de-
scended to Stratford. The coach drew up at the
inn of the Red Horse, well known to Godfrey
Crayon.) and | set out TO visit the haunts OF
Shakspere
As | knocked at the door Of the low, dmgy
cottage, where even princes must stoop to enter,
a curious Enghshman, who had Just arrived,
asked the old woman as she hustled out " Do
YOU allow any body TO cut piece OIL thu, board l'
at the same time laying his hand on a rude counter
which pro ected into the street from the open shop
window BLESS you, said she, Shakspere had
nothing to do with that The butcher who had the
house long after him, put that up" In answer
to my inquiry whether the house had ever been
damaged by hunters of relics, she said that the
worst instance was that Of party of boarding
school girls, who asked 10 be left alone IN the
room where Shakspere was born, Ill order that
nothing might disturb their impression of the
spot After they left, a large square block was
found 10 be cut from the mantel-plece. | en-
tered, mounted the crazy stars, and saw the
sacred room.
had note of introduction from my War
wick friend to the teacher of the Stratford Gram
mar School, which is the same institution
where the boy Shakspere was taught, and Is
held IN the same rooms. | found the teacher
surrounded by pack of brlght-lookIng boys,
from eight to IA years of age. | Involuntary
looked IN their faces to find something of Shak
spere. 1t seemed impossible that they should
not differ from other children but assuredly
they did not. They had frank, healthy English
faces, but the calm, deep, magnificent eyes that
looked down every vista OF the marvellous hui
man heart, were not there. The teacher en-
Joined quiet on them, and stepped ont to show us
the old desk, IN a room on the ground floor This
desk Is as old as the time of Shakespeare, and Is
supposed to have belonged to the master OF the
school 1t is heavy affair Of rough wood, such
as have seen In the log schoolhouses of our
own country. Thetop Is carved with the initials
OF the scholars, and they show you W $
which have not the least doubt was cut by
William Smith.
But. Notwithstanding, Shakspere did once