The Norfolk post. [volume] (Norfolk, Va.) 1865-1866, 1865-09-01

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We're made in boxes, at least that was
the shape of the bedsteads, and the
sheets and pillows We're white as snow.
The coverlids were all of a dark blue
material. Propped up in easy chairs,
by the doorway, sat two old men-one
was one hundred and ten years of age
the other ninety-eight, nearly blind
deaf, wrinkled and feeble-mind seems
to have failed them utterly, and they
are waiting till kindly death gather.
them to their fathers. Upstairs W.
found an Orphan Asylum, where littlt
girls of all ages were chattering in French
like magpies. 1t was theirhour for recre
alton from school duties, but every one
had her pinafore, or napkin, orgar-
ment of some kind in her hand, and
| they were performing some of the neat
est darning / ever saw. A little three
year old took us up another fight of
stairs to the hospital for old women.
There We're several dwarfs here, and
some who were quite aged, but nearly
all had their knitting in their hands and
seemed quite contenteda and happy. One
poor paralytic was propped up in bed,
eating herdinner. The sister in charge
said that she was on her death-bed, and
could last but a few days longer.
| Although the floors and walls, and
everything apparent to the eye were
spotlessly clean and neat i'm these in
firmaries, there was aclose, sitting smell
perceptible, that made us feel faint. We
Were glad to escape into the outer world
again, giving small gratuity to the por-
ter who had shown us through the build
ing. a u. HlHas s3H9 tat 1855"
Did we wish to go to the Geological
Garden? OF course! and so we went
The display, however, is very poor. Two
or three fat bears waddled about in theil
cages, COW with five legs, and dol
) similarly endowed, vicious lookin,
: old Brindle with three horns, and nj
e end of monkeys, raccoons and rattle
snakes make up the collection. There
is ahappy family, a Ia Barnum's, where
a sleepy-looking old cat, frolicked with
tame mice, and adog and three monkeys
were necessarily squabbling, and there
lwere few parrots and peacocks. Up
stairs was a very fair museum where a
CHASTITY skeleton grinned at you, as you
passed one door, and the jaw bone of a
Leviathan, mounted guard over the
other.
A drive around the mountain was th'
next thing in order. II is nine mill
drive, and from some points one catche
glimpses of the green hills of Vermont
and the white hills of New Hampshire
and the Ottawa river, flashing through
its green meadows like q silver belt
From one part Of the drive there is
magniicentview of the Victoria Bridge
There are many splendid private resi-
dences along the route, some of them
quite palatial.
We stopped, after re-entering the city,
at Christ Church Cathedral, an Episco-
pal church. 1t is built of grey and
creanl-colored stone-the latter brought
from France for the purpose-and with
out and within is almost perfectly beau
tiful. It's altitude is immense, and th'
massive pillars that supportthe vast edi
flee are of the purest white marble
splendidly carved at the bases. TIL,
baptismal font is supported by pedes
tai, around which are carved figures o.
the Twelve Apostles, and at the foul
corners of the church are the carved
heads of Matthew, Mark, Luke and
John. The organ is very large, and OF
wonderful compass and sweetness. Ii
was sent from London at an immense
cost. The memorial window in the chan
Gel is also extremely beautiful.
In the vestry-room we were shown
the copy of the Bible presented to the
church by the Prince of Wales on the
occasion of his visit. The presentation
is written on the fy-leaf with his own
roval hand--but truth compels me to
state, however reluctantly, that his
ROYAL Highness writes the hand of an
old woman. The cramped characters
denote anything but fine photographic
talent.
The nother-in-law of Jefferson Davis,
Mrs. Howell, and his children are stay
ing at the Donegana, where We stopped
Little jeff, bright looking boy of ten,
was in q violent passion the other morn
ing with little Italian boy who was
playing the harp in the corridor. The
boy had played Dixie, quite to the satis-
faction of the young gentleman, but old
John Brown aroused his wrath, and he
tried to stopthe music by making all the
noise he could. One lady said to him,
MY dear, L fear that you are little
rebel" ''That l am,'' replied the child
But this letter has already reached an
unwarrantable length, so / conclude.
NJ. E. NJ.
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