The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-08-18
WET DAY AT An ISTSH Inn.
Harper 5 Mo~tAiy for July
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ment and Ate
On the 18th of December, 18-, | woke up
at half past five in the old town of Armagh,
near the south east coast Of ireland. The day
was lowery, the inn at which was quartered
dirty and inattrachve my lonely breakfast
in the cotfee-roon upon half cooked chops
and cold nIuffins-dismal i'll the extreme
so that determined to brave ali chances Of
the weather, and book myself for an outside
place(all the insdes being taken from Dun
gannon) on the coach for Drogheda. This left
me, however,a spare half hour i'll which to
ramble over the dreary;ol cathedral of Arm
agh, which my usher assured me- all the gin
tlemen allowed to be the oldest in the king
dom :" and another half hour, for the exam
ination Of the unfinished arches OF the new
cathedral which the same veracious usher
affirmed, would be the foinest building in
all Europe"
[ hope it is finished before this and that
under its roof my Irish cicerone may have
repented of mis- slus Of e1aggeration.
! rhe DrOgheda Inal-coacn i'll those days
passsd through the towns Of Newry and
Dundalk sand long before we had reached
the first of these, which we did about eleven
| OF the forenoon, the cold mist had given way
| to d pclting rain, ami ! had determined to
give up my fare and risk such hopltahty a
| an Irish inu would afford. Blacks coach 5
tavern in Newry did not promise large cheer;
the front was dingy; the streets narrow; the
entrance hall low and begrimed with dirt
and smoke. Patrick took my portmanteau
to No six and begged for private parloI
with the fire, where | might dry my wet
clothes at my leisure. A gaunt woman IL
/, black, not uncommunitlve,a and who appeared
to unite herself in three-fold offices Of land
lady, maid and waiter showed me presently
to the |'WelIington" on the second floor ;
and Patrick was directed to kindle a lire II
the rusty CRATE. ..H
The apartment was not such an one as
would have chosen for merry Christmas eve
For furniture, there was a faded and drag
gIed carpet "a few cumberous old chairs set
off with tattered brocade, an ancient piano
in the corner,a round dining table (whost
Edamask cover showed a multitude Of ink
stains, Jas well as a dublin Mail''of last
week. and County Gazetteer. At least then
| might count upon the solace Of studying
the passers by, and possibly my opposlt'
neighbors.
The first object, however, was to dry my
wet cloths; nor was this easy; the Goals wert
damp and did not burn freely ;the chimney
was foul, and there was a strong bituminou
: aroma presently floating through the room
But met the situation courageously, thrus
on old chair fairly between the jams, sat my
self bestride il, unfolded the yellow ''DnbliI
Mall over the baok,aud entered valorously
upon a conquest of twenty-four honr
which lay between me and the next up
coach for Drogheda The"Dublin Mali wa
was dull;there was long discussion ofth'
Maynooth College and its regem; but WIZ
cared for Maynooth There was '.irnportan
news from Calcutta" but had read II il
Liverpool week before;ther was a column
upon American affairs, in course of which
careful consideration Of the military caree
of Gen Fillmore-this was interesting, bu
short. There was a murder or two mention
ed in retired country districts, of landlords, Q
bailitfs, neither of which had much novel
ty, there was a warm editorial ending with