St. Cloud Democrat. [volume] (Saint Cloud, Stearns County, Minn.) 1858-1866, 1860-06-28

stage to ttdo"' the wonderful little chapel
there, It is a perfect little gem, and its
tracery, and its witchery, and its flowers,
and fruits, and stony stories charm and de.
light the civilized eye and soul as fresh to-
day as they did the rude barbarians four
long centuries ago. I never visit :Edin.
burgh but I 90 and see that little chapel
at Roslin, and always endeavor to have a
fresh companion with me. toawatch the
new delight: and joy he receives, and Of
which I am a partaker too. But to return
to the Roslin stage. We were stopped
near the university by a crowd 1congrega-
ted round some wretch broug hit to grief
by the e-horscy pace of a butchers cart.
A working man raised something in his
arms, and, followed by the crowd, bore it
off: -,
"1t was over thcreabouts, Phillips" /
said, during the block-up, "that Lord Darn
ley, of exalted memory, was blown up in
the Kirk O the Fields, to which skyrock-
citing Mary of Scotland and the Isles, Re-
gina, his beautcous, loving, and ill-starred
spouse, was said to he a privy and consent
ing party" .:,.:": .. =. -"
"Nothing peculiarly interesting or un-
common in that episode of connubial bliss,
should think, friend of mine. Blown
up, my boy! One of the dearest woman's
dearest privileges--that's what YOU may
look forward to when you pledge your
plighted troth." -
"Blown up by gunrowder, Charley, Guy.
Faux fashion, though. That's Darnley's
garden-wall close by that public house,
and that's the doorway of It built up."ra !
"Quite right, too. No back ways to the
tap, says I. And Darnley be darned and
blowed, too; but why don't Jehu handle
his ribbons, and stir up his thoroug ghbreds?
Now, then, one o'clock, the stage awaits.''
"Did ye say ane o'clock, sir p returned
Jarvie, rustling his ribbons, after we had
gone little way. "I'm thinkin' ye're
gey weel acquaint wi that hour, tho wee
short hour ayont the twal,' as Robbie says.
Wad ye hae me drive on regardless O life
or lim,' and maybe render anither BARN
lifeless or an bjcct for life? Ma, na; ane
o'clock kcns better"
"What's put your pipe out, Charley, you
neither smoke nor speak. Has 'ane O clock
put it on the stopper"
'I hope not, sir-meant nae offence,
sir" said Coachce, who heard me. "Look
ye, there's Craigmillar Castle, where pair
Queen Mary spent few Of her happy days;
and there's Blackford Hill, where Sir
Walter says Marmion stood and saw
".Such dusky grandeur clothe the height,
| Where the huge Castle holds it's state,
| And all tho ateen slOne down.
Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky,
Piled deep and massy, close aud high,
Mine own romantic town!'
And that's Libcrton, where Mr.. Butler in
the Heart of Mid Lothian was Dominic.
And yonder's Burdic House; there's rare
fossil fish and other creatures got at its
lime quarries, they tell me. All I've
mony time seen puir Hugh Miller, wha's
dead and gone, out here ladened WI bits
O. stanes that he cad fine specimens, and
gae'd lang nebbed foreign names to. Bur
die House, ye ken, is Scotch for Bordeaux
House, place where some Of Mary's for
cign courtiers lived and that village yor
f see ow'r by my whip was built for he
5 French Flunkeys, and is ca d Little France
t to this very : day., y - -.
81
On our return to the inn, l inquired:
"Waiter, did little boy call for me to
day." 81 ..
r 'Boy, sir?-call, sir? No, sir" .,...
"Of course, Gef, he didn't. Did yo
J, really expect to see your young Ara
r again~ *. g.. -. -. u .,..2 ~
: "Indced I did, Charley. I wish he ha
proved honest"
- "Then, @ Lucifer, son Of the morning
how thou art fallen - 20: II .2a..' avg
l. Z. Later in the evening small boy was il
troduced, who wished to speak with M
d He was duodecimo edition Of the sna
,, octave of the previous day, got up wit
less outlay of capital-a shoeless, shirtles
shrunk, ragged, wretched, kecn-witte
IS Arab Of the streets and closes of the cit,
g He was SO very small and cold and chill
le like thoug gh with the same shivering fe
and frame, thin, blue-cold face, dow
IS which tears had worn their weary channe
that I saw at once the child was not N
lc friend Of the previous night. III 4.s3s.S
Of "Enter Antonio to redeem his bond
le Phillips, loqu'tur. ~
Io StOOO 1OE u 10" uomcHUo uAVAns al
lg rumaging into the rcccsses Of his rags J.; j
ee last little Tom Thumb; said a. +ycJ c6rr
care. you. the gentlemen that bouc
fewzees frae Sandy yesterday :"
J., eyes, my little man" "''.;:' q l. A&2-10
. "Weel, here seven-pence Counting o
y; divers copper coins) Sandy Gamma com
he's no weel; a cart ran ow' + him the da
n and broken his logs, and lost his bann'
Of and his fewzces, and your four-pence-pie'
er, and his knife, and he's no weel. He's
he weel, ava, and the doctor says-h'
I'm dee-dce-in-a and that's a, he can {
you, noo!" And the poor child, CONNIE
cing with sobs, ended in sore tit Of q
I gave him food, for though his cup