The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1878-10-19
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any fear or molestatiou. The road way
Is wide, and winding about the mountains
to almost its very summit. where we passed
the liospice. and in which but single
light was shining IN that dead hour of the
night. In this journey it was fortunately
moonlight. The moon shone brightly from
the pure and cloudless Italian sky, exhib-
iting in il rich flood of golden mellow light
the distant snow clad mountain peaks, the
slow moving glaciers, and the fathomless
ravine; the more | think IF it the more
| am satisfied that this Journey was from
the small town of Brieg to Aroma. over the
Simplon bass. But unfortunately | have
lost or mislaid the bin in which was charg-
ed the diligence hire, and have therefore
lost my only guide to the course taken. |
took no notes OF my travels. and merely
rely upon the bills that paid as a remem-
braucer of my journey, and think if any
thing will impress upon persons mind
particular incidents of travel. it is a careful
overhauling of the hotel bills, after you
have made your journey, aud to calmly sit
down and figure out what the thing cost
You | have been asked what my Journey
cost me. | may as well tell, for it may be
guide to some other person who is aux-
ious 10 make the journey. | was absent
from home say just four months. 1t cost
me $4,000 for a first-class cabin ticket by
the Cunard Line of steamers from New
York tn Liverpool and return. II cost me
about 81, 900 in addition for travelling ex-
penses. II | were to go to Europe again
would travel over the same route leaving
ont the city of Paris, and that abominable
place, Canstadt, near Stuttgart. | would
go to the Island of Sicily, and visit the
town of Messina. Mount Etna and Catauia
wish now that were at Naples, in order
to see Mount Vesuvius, which is now in
eruption. The sight must be grand
When | was upon the summit Ct Mount
Nesnvius, the volcano was very quiet, and
would only throw out gusts of sitting
suphurous smoke, and occasionally a few
fiery hot pieces Of lava, but beyond these
indications of its smothered race the burn.
ing mountain behaves itself quite respect
ably.
i remember once having attended church,
one Sunday morning in Germany and hear
ing the most delightful singing. IL was in
an old Lutheran Church, and the airs that
were sung, were very familiar to me. They
had three distinct choirs. One of these
choirs was back of the pulpit, and they
sang in beautiful harmony the rich and
melodious Scotch air, Dundee. After the
choir had sung the first verse, Immediately
y
er hidden choir, away in the back part of
the church, Staging the same verse, but
falling upon the ear with a mysterious mel
low sweetness, as though the angels in
Heaven we're singing responses to an earthly
choir. You can scarcely imagine the
sweetness OF the effect. They sang in the
same manner" Elgin," and .'Gorton." I'm
mediately after the second choir had finish
ed, you could hear the faint but distinct
singing of third choir, repeating the same
verse, but it appeared that the voices came
from another world, far, far away. The
German people are full of music. Go
where you will in Germany, and in the
evening, after the labors of the day have
been finished, the father takes his wife and
children to beer saloon, drink beer, eat
pre,zels, and listen to excellent music
One of the prettiest sights ever saw was
band of German children. walking along
the street, carrying small bouquets Of flow
ers, and singing their German songs, their
little faces frightened up with pleasure,
and their sweet voices giving evidence Of
their delight. How would it be in America,
if children were permitted to walk our
streets and sing pleasant songs? 1t would
end up in fight, that is the way it would
end. Ri.