Weekly national intelligencer. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1841-1869, 1852-10-02
NATIONAL INTELLIGENCER.
FURTHER EXTRACTS
From the Family Letters Of an American LSdy
IN Europe


few days in Scotland for longer cannot stay3' So
said chief three days ago. /" Yes, yes If only FOL
glimpse Of Holyrood, tread upon the heather
to drink in the breeze upon Scotia's hills So IN
swered And am in very truth breathing the all
of the glorious " North countrie."
As there is every prospect of being constantly
until again London, you must be content
with such etchings Of these neyertobeforgotten views
az my odd moments may allow.
The route from London TO Wndermere passes through
many place where would fain inger for days. each
interesting for church. stored ruin historic as
ISOLATION well worth the delay 1t late in the after
noon when we reached Bopness the banks of Wnder
meres beautiful water and we ran down the little
garden of the hotel exquisite Of hill ane
cleaning lake refreshed weary railway eyes Now,
tits melancholy fact that is not inclined to indulge
in sentimental or literary reveres when nothing more
substantial than coal smoke has passed ones lips since
an early breakfasts even with poets these mundane
thoughts will intrude win you think it Dissertation
that in the midst of first emotion in this romantic
pon we we're soon seated before poted char and trout
from the crystal depths upon which gazing and
with deep notification moreover, confess to have
joyed IT, Early yesterday morning we were the lake
in tiny steamer slowly vending our way its poetic
waters which, in reality neither very clear blue
and the scenery is only very pretty and smiling seldom
any thing grand We passed the home of Mrs. Hemans
Dopenes which is empowered in the foliage of the noble
trees grouped over the smooth lawn and we landed
ut Ambleside, where had my first drive the top of
COACH and enjoyed any thing the air so
fresh, and as usual in excursions carried with
US lucky weather OF Q&qs days as the people prettly
cal bright sky. Oh these roads if you could only
first see them, winding ike yellow rband the hills
and fields and then bowl them in English COACH
you would agree with that is the poetry Of motion
Our way very beautiful along the green lanes and
hedges catching at turn distant view of Skid
daw Heveyn sometimes running up the hills to ga
ther daisies drink from the cold mountain springs Pre-
sently reached Grassmere Church-y yard, in which
Wordsworth rests His grave has simply black marble
maidstone. with only his upon it. Very calm and
peaceful it in the quiet village, the hum of rural
sounds and the purng of the brook which
by making for this great and true poet and fit
ting song.
Passing through the picturesque park Of Lady Fleming
and walking along lanes lined with hawthorn and abur-
num- we came to Rydal Mount wordsworths loved home
Our guide hale blooming old man. told us to
go in the grounds and the house LADY, apparently
invalid, being wheeled about in a bath chair As
passed with slight sautation she held out her hand
to US, and advancing, that she was very aged
She Wordsworth's sister. said something of her
brother being known and loved in America eyes yes
he was not only great poet, but good man., she
Piled the tears falling down her withered face With
rap emotion she rected of his verses and me it
touching sceneths venerable sister weeping for
the brother she rejoin and repeating with
fond memory his beautiful lines. She took our hands
said thai she had friends in America that we must
not forget her; and God bless US
charming drive home to Bowness, through the soft
still afternoon and quiet hamlet and there seated in the
comfortable railway carriages Numbered till three
o'clock this morning. 1t exquisite moonlight
night and in the intervals of trying entrap doze
most strangely enjoyed my approach to Scotland. We
passed the Solway but did blow kiss to dear SEQ
tias hills until the guard cried Grea We all sprang
up at that charmed name the intmation that we we're
the border and put my head ask where the
blacksmith lived About quarter of mile down the
road they replied, and pointed out the famous forge
They all much amused at my eager questioning and
evidently thought that there stronger motive
than curiosity in learning where such heavy chains
are riyeted.
This morning, al the brighter and hapyer for my first
sleep in bonnie Scotland went about this ancient city
of Glasgow which really superb in streets and edfces
but repine at not spending all Of limited number Of
hours the lakes in Elinboro OF course there are
nnumerabe objects Of great interest every turn
it win be much satisfactory refer you to Murray
for every escrptionsatistcal, historical or poecal-
as that extraordinary friend and guide to tourists not
only tells what see, what to and to drink
but absolutely all that expected to and does really
feel and think at every point.
The noble Cathedral eight hundred years DID, is very
grand in its venerable simplicity little architectural
nanent nothing but massive heavyarching asles and
roof long yisas Of clustered columns and the
Gent crypts Most striking these immense vaults,
with deaced and crumbled monuments shields and
Of arms dim the memory Of those who lie beneath
them and most impressive indeed to me the wander
ing through this dusky city Of the Dead with its earthly
penetrating smell Of ages long past In the metropolis
pulled leaf from the John Knox, which is
very commandingy placed, crowned by fine statue Of
this rigid reformer.
We drove this afternoon to the cavalry barracks to see
the parade and hear the band Of the 93d Highanders
and could scarcely refrain from jumping out to seize the
hand Of the first killed. barekneed regular who strobe
along the Cator-gdte The music was very good wind
ing up with God the Queen the first time strange
to say that have heard it in her Maestys dominions
Then the great attraction me- the bagppes play
ed by FIVE hglanders in full costume as Of course the
regiment IS II most fascinating to my fancy warm
ing my heart though il Mortified my ears and was an
official introduction TO Scotands national garb and music
Sunday IsvERARSAS, al n< head Of Loeb Lomond-t is
nearly o'clock and writing in daylight and could
do believe half the night, for II to be-
dark in this part Of the world all ones ideas Of
time completely upset, and have become quite
custOmed to 60 to bed in sunshine 1t seems stroke Of