The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1872-01-18
BY MISS JENNIE A. NELSON.

"O Az Wltuiu q l6W Hlll65 OI Aux
andria. I have wondered this morn
ing if David had not in his prophet
ic eye this age of the world when be
said "If I take the wings of the
morning and fly to the uttermost
parts of the oarth." It seems to me
1 have literally done what he speaks
of as 4 possibility, and have found
the reality of the remainder of the
passage, "Even there shall Thy
hand lead me-"
Our passage across the Atlantic
was q delightful one, although we
were detained by ''head winds" and
some Of the time the ocean was
rough. We left our old ship with
regret, as it seemed like breaking
up another home, and severing
another link which bound me to
country, home and friends.
One sad incident occurred on our
way, and that was burial at sea.
You cannot appreciate the sadness
and solemnity of such a scene. The
steamer stopped in mid ocean, the
bells tolled, and we all went to show
our respect to the remains Of a poor
felIow-Passenger who had died in
the steerage, a poor girl who had
been at service in New York, and
had started home to Ireland to die
among her friends. She had no
friend or acquaintance on the ship,
and died with no Cne near her.
None Of US knew Of her illness
until we heard she was dead, as the
cabin passengers are not allowed to
go to the steerage. The lady was
covered with the British flag, and
laid upon a board, one end ofwhich
rested on the side of the ship, the
other held by two sailors with un-
covered heads. The burial service
Of the Church was read, and the
body sunk to rise no more until the
call for 'The sea to give up her
dead" Never, never, will I forget
that scene.
Our journey from Liverpool to
London was delightful. We had
comfortable Railway "Carriage,"
the scenery so beautiful, it seemed
like a long ride in Central Park,
or Fairmount Park, Philadelphia.
The first thought I had was,
."This seems like a toy"-everything
looked so small-it seemed like a
miniature country. Economy Of
space seems to be brought to perfee-
ton, as not a foot of ground is per-
mitted to 90 to waste.
We spent a night and part of a
day in Oxford, and were, for the
first time, introduced to those old
Colleges within whose walls so many
great minds have been trained
There are twenty in number, and
they are large, massive structures.
Oxford is a beautiful village. We
saw in the middle of a street, a stone
cross imbedded in the pavement,
which marks the spot where Lati-
mer, Cranmer and Ridley were
burned. Near by is monument
to their memory, called the "Mar-
tyrs' monument" We spent a week
in London; reached there just in
time to attend the meeting called by
Gen. Schenck to express sympathy
with Chicago. The first news we
heard when we reached Liverpool
was the burning of Chicago. There
is deep feeling of interest and sym
pathy felt here everywhere for this
great calamity.
We visited many places ofinterest
in London, attended service on
Sabbath morn, in Westminster
Abbey, heard Newman Hall in the
afternoon, and Spurgeon at night. I
have flown like a bird, almost, from /
London to Harwich, across the chan
mel to Antwerp, from there through |
Liege-Vervier to Cologne, from there
along the banks of the Mayence, |
thence to Munich, thence to the |
Beemer Pass in the Alps, which we |
reached at daylight. l was more anx-
ious to seethe mountains than TO visit |
cities. Goods first Temples" and |
his wonders in Nature have more
charms for ne than all the shafts /
that men can raise. I was over
powered by theawful majesty ofthese
mountains, which battle all my de-
seriptive powers. We swept on
through Austrian Tyrol, noticing as
we passed, that every available spot
of ground in these mountains is cuI- |
tivated, and little churches and
shrines to the Virgin set up on al
most every possible space. As we
passed on down into Italy, we saw
vineyards loaded with grapes, the
peasants busy gathering them. Soon |
we were out Of the mountain pass
and sweeping down through old
Italy, so wild, so grand, so beautiful