The Irish republic. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1867-18??, 1867-06-22

its want of hospitality. 1t did not take long 10
learn this much, and we did not nger to study
more; but sped forward to London an early
train.
1t is impossible not to admire English scenery
most heartily. There are peculiar charms about 1t
upon which may not dwell at this time; stlli,
to understand how unexpectedly charming IL ap-
peared to our gaze, that brilliant May-day AFTER
noon, you must know that vegetation throughout
England about as far advanced as IN the
States" quite late in June. Parks and gardens,
lakes and streams, castles and villas, lawns and
hedges stately, ancient trees and Vlneclad aroors
fields of grazing cattle, picturesque villages and
moss grown towers swept past us, or seemed to do
So in endless procession, while our express train
flashed wildly through them and the foliage had
that brief freshness of early Summer which is SO
grateful to the eye, and bright flowers filled the air
with most delicious scents, and every grassy ter
race was so closely shaved it looked like gorgeous
velvet Nature and art have done their best, and,
laboring in harmony, they have produced para
disc. The beauties of the landscape increase, it
possible. as we near London, but in the midst of
our enjoyment we plunge into suffocating tunnel
and emerge, after prolonged darkness, IN the
midst of the metropolis Obtaining somewhat ele-
Cross Hotel" we hang out our flag over one of its
glded balconies, and at once address ourselves IN
dustriously to the task of sightseeing" Do you
doubt that it Is task? Pray take gulde-book
in hand and follow. 1t is beaten track we take
what traversable spot of earth is not beaten track
to the indefatgable American traveller but inter
esting to visit, none the less
A brief statement of our London wanderngs you
will, perhaps, good-naturedly bear, since we tor
bear the detail with which all wandering writers
bore their friends at home.
A ride to Hyde Park is good introduction to
London life and so we determine upon that for the
morning; and drive along the "Lodies' Nue."
and stroll along the barrier of " Rotte'a Ro0,"
for a glimpse of equestrianism, are matters of
course in consequence. A long stroll through the
Strand and visit to famed old London bridge,
closed the day. The new Houses of Parliament,
or Westminster Palace, as they are called, came
next. and afterwards Westminster Abbey, which
lies in close proximity. The venerable guide who
conducted us through this ancient pile, affected to
discover striking resemblance between our hum
bic self, as we sat in contemplation IN the Poets
Corner" and the poet Barton Booth whose medal
lion portrait is by far the handsomest face in the
Abbey, and pushed his inquiries into our geneola-
py with Yankee perseverance and curiosity, declar
mo that we must be some kim to the departed
bard The circumstance was amusing at the time,
and # became still more so when we learned that it
was custom with the guide to discover C) resenp
blances between his victims and deceased celebr-
ties with view to the possible effect of sepulchral
flattery upon his prospective fee'-not "An'ited"
like most things English. A fact less compliment
tary may as we'll be mentioned here. 1t is sad
truth that one of party, who, later, at Mad
anne Trussands Gallery, announced likeness be-
tween us and Henry VIII, was not the first who
had "seen it." And, worst Of all, the statement
indisputable since there certainly points for,