Arizona citizen., 1873-11-15
LETTER FROM THE NTIC.
From Paris to London -- Liverpool and Start for {" Home "-.Accident to Vessel and Return to Queens town -- About ss Doing" Europe "Say that We've been Yar."

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 town -- About ss Doing" Europe "Say that We've been Yar.n
 STEAMER "OHIo," Sunday October I2.- l For several days have been so confused
 with delight and disgust over the question pertaining to going home, that it is hard work to recall anything seen or thought of during the entire tour of three months.
 There is one little poem by Bret Harte-
 the best of his manufacture by all odds, and the least understood by the mass
 of his admirers which I wish to re- mark" in this connection, however, I
 refer to his " In Tunnel" where "Flynn Of Virginia" is chief hero. Only those who know the old miner conceit-his
 all their attendant hardships and peculiar pleasures, can realize the authors droll
 wit: "Never saw Flynn-Flynn of Vir-
 ginia?" "Why, stranger, whar have you
 SAY you have been yar.' Although 1
 would not take SlO 90 for what I have seen
 in "the old world," so-called, I can liter ally only say "I have been var" and
 saw how it was myself so far as the aver
 age |" locker on in Vienna ''-no more.
 did find on my return to England that
 I could understand a John Bull little
 better than John Crapaud or Viennese
 Dutchman, but l make the admission
 with the mental reservation that it must
 have been owing to my extreme desire to
 get out of the difficulty, and that old Eng
 land was the point of final departure. I
 had much fun all round, but so mixed
 with vexation all the time, that cannot
 recollect when l ceased to curse and com-
 menced to laugh. An, it is the devils
 own life, this tourist business, but if it had
 only concluded with a quick passage
 across the useless waste of water called the
 Atlantic, I would be in better humOr now,
 But here, after three days out, the steam
 chest or cylinder or something else in the
 1nteStineS of the ship, gave way and so
 must return and hang round old Ireland
 an indefinite period, if not return to Liver
 pool. And this at the last end OfOne'S letter
 of credit! But misery loves company, and
 have certain comfort left. Tom Scott is
 on the craft, and a chief spirit in the
 steamship company, and it is not often one feels that he has corner on the boss Of an unfortunate venture. Of course, the accident could happen to any otherivessel or company, and did worry the old Cum ard and White Star lines the same when they started. So it is to be hoped that this will be the last of the StOrpageS from any inherent weakness of the new company's excellent ships of purely American man. ufacture. Besides this, we had two days Of the most internal tossing and hard winds ever known almost, and complete ly upSetting the stomachs of all hands specially the passengers. Now to think we have possibly to do this all over again You ought to have seen the variety of col Onels, majors and captains (eXcepting he of the vessel knocked off their pins and prospecting for 6 square puke! Excepting myself and one other Californian, this | crowd is all "colonels," "majors'' and preachers, with a few old SchOol-marms with spectacles on-all from the city of Brotherly Love. We had a double-headed | episcopal service this morning as early as l seven, and then again at eleven, with two l or three preachers as reserve. I expect | to be completely converted to ceremonial | .iGfi have seen more churches and bigger | ones than ever the eyesight of one poor | devil was inflicted with before in the same | time, and now if they were all piled up in | one and set on fire, 1 know I would be happy Ofpicture galleries,-well, I con- | cluded that sort of thing at Paris, and | only wish that the Commune had 1 been sent to Arizona for not entirely de- | stroying the Louvre building. Then I | would like to go to the funerals of all the | old spectacled psalm-singing, guide book | and other writers on European sights ex- tant; would like to go quietly and delib- | erately, and enjoy myself dancing over their dirty graves. Then I would like to | cruelty all the photograph peddlers and | that sort of nuisance, in as many different | ways as l have seen our Saviour murdered | in Europe. Ah, but hasn't that man suf- | fered altogether, Certainly, I have some | genuine sympathy for the Saviour now; | he has been made hen-roost of so often | to my knowledge that it is downright | shame. There must be new Crusade, if | have to start it myself
 I am glad I am going back to Ireland, Il for have still show to get even on the | feminine hotel clerks everywhere in ab- | Solute power throughout that land of whis- | ky and potatoes straight. will make an | exception in favor of Miss O'Sullivan at 1 Killarney lake. There were two Miss O. | SuliivanS - sisters but there is always | only one Miss O'Sullivan that gives a fel- | low serious trouble at one time. inter- viewed her so persistently that she really | deigned to smile on me before left Muck | ross hotel (this is not a puff), and believe | now that if l were to return there, she | would laugh outright. She was quite good | looking, and I looked as wise as an owl | when 1 asked her at last how long ago she | had been born and whether her clothes | fit her then as much as now? Would not | mind taking another jaunting-car ride, if anybody would volunteer to pay for it. l pitality" to an extreme I shall make | raid on the first SOW and pigs see at large, knowing that if I hunt lem to their holes, I will have the best room in the | house. So much for having "been yar." 1 am accumulating a wOlfish disposition to go through" Ireland just once more go through it hungry and bowling.
 Tom Scott has shown himself all round as man of the million-a happy contrast to the clergical concern floating round loose here, and possibly we may be trans and not be much detained; but we'll see thing desperate. It will be Tuesday morn- ing before our fate will be known. find on the average that I can hold Scott level on euchre, but Sunday has busted the