Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1855-07-06
NO. XNXN

LONDON, June IS. 1855.
Ton. Editor ofth, Free P-,s.;
We will imagine, dear reader, that in this
leafy month of June, you are IL stranger in
London time in the afternoon place, any
where at the West end Ofcourse ever since
You werc wakenod in the morning by the
cry Of " wat cree-scs, you have been
running like mad after something new or Old.
You have gazed, and peered, and peered, and
and pored till your eyes ARE weak and sore
you have trnmped on the hard payemcnts till
every football tells painfully on blistcred
feet, over-strdined muscle, and tendons, and
weary lungs. You come TO street-crossins,
and you think you might us well wait for
river TO run by as for an opportunity Of e.
tccting passage across the chokcd street.
You get bumped and thumped, pushed and
elbowed, til! you seem to yourself to Ire
knocked out Of all human shape, You are
deaiened with noise your face Is incrus
! in kind Of slicious compound Of smoke,
I dust, and pulycri2od stone your mouth is
/ full OF something very gritty, you find your
] "a
/ your arm.
Where are you now A rural scene lie,
before you Cattle and Sheep are grazing
T quietly on all sides Sparrows are hopping
about on the grass, swallows are skimmiug
/ :ound you and from copse and thcket comes
sweet, confused ~arbling Yonder is IL
group of boys with kite here a little
family OF children, " wee todiu things, are
kicking about the grass, while the nurses
sit gossiping, What doe. that fellow want
! touching his cap so obsequiOusly I" Cup of
new milk, sir" Sure enough there is n
herd of milch cows you may - taste TIE
smell Of dairy and get drink Of new milk
/ real milk And look here down the bank
there is as lazy picture Of locomoton a. old
times have bequeathei to us-a canal boat
drawn by one donkey, sleepy fellow
smoking at the helm, and cat summing her
self On the deck You send your eye over
the rich lawns which stretch around YOU
and save few distant spires and ono OF two
villas, You get not glimpse Of the city. A
distant roaring noise You may easily fancy
to be caused by some waterfall. The sky is
clear and blue over your head the NOISY
turf is grateful to your aching feet tho rich
green Of the foliage and the exIanse of pros
pect relieve and CRAFTY your sight Every
thing speaks Of quiet and reposc. You in
stinctivoly stretch yourself on the sward
and then come, breeze that cools your
temples and PLAYS gratefully among your
hair. The thorn-tree is in full blossom over
your nerves yield to the sweet invitation
Poor fellow you are gone already.
The country in the midst of the city that
is description enough for Regents Park
Four hundred acres Of undulating land
tastefully laid out, interscctcd with shaded
walks, and planted with trees which arr
luxuraut in their comparative youth anC
will he magnificent in their maturity, il
one Of the greatest euriOsitios in London. i
is not 50 much Park, as a bit Of genuine
country scenery, and as such it is priced b,
the people above the more rtiicially arranged
grounds Of the other Parks. The spectacle
presented by Regents Park on Sunday or
national holiday justiies Mr.. Windham' s nov
Ir,ycrbial desEna The Parks-as tn
,rgs o' the mr l,, Gus Along all T.,
walks IA stream OF leurlc-not less than H.
tile which rolls up Ludgate Hill or throug
Fleet strcet-Tours necessarily from noo
} till dark every Sunday, almost withou
,, regard to the weather, Whole families &
together and spend the day under the trees
In secluded nocks you may see at any hou