The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1872-02-28

Gated as during the illness of the Prince Of
Wales. The bulletins that told of his disease
were telegraphed over the world, md pub
lished at the same moment in Calcutta and st.
Petersburg, Washington, San Francisco and
Montreal. To use the pretty figure of mod
ern English poet, the world watched the wave
of life as II was heaving to and fro and the
India aud Russia and America and
England of Catholics, Mussulmans,
Greeks, Hebrews, Parsees, Christians
arose to Heaven at the same moment
with the agonized supplcations of an agon-
lied mother and sorely smitten wife. There
is to our mind great sublimlty and beauty
and comfort in the thought that by the agency
of science the nations of the world are coming
together more and more as one family, and
that in time of sorrow or danger or sudden
calamity they kneel at the same instant
and breathe their prayers to Almighty God.
We might even say, In religious sense, that
in thus drawing nearer to each other the chill
dren of men draw nearer to Heaven.
Magnificent and dingy London must have
been well worth seeing yesterday The Eng
lish are a religious people, as we have said,
as well as people of forms and precedents
As we recall the narrative of this Thanksgiving
we recall the traditions and histories Of many
an English reign. The reader who closely
scans our map will see that this royal
procession embraced historic London, and at
In do1 int
which has become populous within century.
Buckingham Palace, comparatively new
palace, going back to the time of the Queens
accession, was soon left, while the concourse
rolled past the old Palace Of st. James, which
the Eighth Henry founded, and where the
Prince of Orange reigned; past the Marl-
borough House, built by the great Church
hill and now the home of the Prince;
through Pail Mall and past the clubs
around Trafalgar square, which Peel called
the finest site in Europe, past st. Martins
church, which the readers of Dickens will
remember was where Copper6eld met the
heart-broken Peggotty, searching for his
strayed Emily, and in whose churchyard Nell
Gwynne and Jack Sheppard lie buried;
around Charing Cross, where the regicides
were hanged and quartered; past the gloomy,
dingy mansion of the Percies and so into the
Strand, famous for centuries as an artery of
English life and history, going back to the
fourteenth century, filed with memories of
Bacon and Essex and Buckingham and
Raleigh, and near which, Americans will be
glad to know, our own Franklin lived. So it
moved past Somerset House, where Cromwell
lay in state and the old church of ST. Clement
of the Danes, where Johnson worshipped
and under famous Temple Bar, the gateway
to the city, which is only closed when the SOW
ereign comes in state. And, as we learn, the
The heralds sounded the parley, the gates
swung open, the Lord Mayor delivered the
keys to the Queen, who returned them, the
marching into Fleet street, the
Lord Mayor, as chief of the metropolis, giving
precedence to the Queen only. There were no
white and bleached and CHASTITY heads of exc
cuted traitors grinning from the spikes of
Temple Bar, as in olden times, but flowers
and ribbons and gaudy decorations. So
through Fleet street, with its memories of
Ben Jonson and Shakespeare and
Sam Johnson and his various tav-
ems, the Kit-Cat Club, where the wits
of Anne's time assembled, and Alsatia
and Whitefriars, where honest men can 60 in
peace; past the Temple, with its seven centu-
ries of history, where Plantagenet and Somer-
set pulled the white and red roses that became
emblems of bloody wars, beginning ''the brawl
that sent thousand souls to death and deadly
night" And so past the HERALD's London
Office, where the news of Europe and Asia and
Africa is concentrated, and which was yester-
day, no doubt, as busy spot as in all London,
with the eager reporters and correspondents,
painting the picture we print this morning and
flashing it through thousands of miles of sea-
buried cable wire. And so down Ludgate Hill
to the great Cathedral of st. Paul!
As we have said, the route was over historic
ground. We shall not invade the province Of
our correspondents and repeat what is 80 well
told Notwithstanding of the ''Te Deum, the
splendid and illustrious assembly that sur
rounded the throne under the great dome,
the praises that were chanted, the sermon Of
the English Primate, the prayers, the royal
progress home, through Newgate and Holborn,
famous as the road to Tyburn Tree, and
rich in traditions and scenes Of noted his
torical events; and along the more modern
Oxford street, now one of the great arteries of
London life and commerce, until passing the
Al Ga of fha al h,,ry
Tree it turned into Hyde Park, and passing
Apsly House, where the great Yelling
ton lived, and going up Constitution Hill,
where William ILL., and Sir Robert Peel met
the accidents that proved fatal and the Queen
herself was attacked by assassins early in her
reign, it ended at the gates of Buckingham
Palace. All of this is written elsewhere with