The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1878-06-15
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England alone. The beautiful exhibitions
of silverware, which We're the wonder and |
admiration of all the foreign visitors in |
Philadelphia, have here single exponent
in the house of Tiffany & Co., of New
York, and the goods on exhibition, though
excellent of their kind, might be dropped
under the counters of their great store on
Fifth street, and never missed from their
stock. You look in vain for anything APP
preaching the gigantic power of the great
Corliss engine, American locomotives are
conspicuous for their absence, while Amer
lean sewing machines, whose fame has
girdled the world, are surpassed by exhibits
from little country towns in England and
France, the very names of which are I'M
known on the other side of the water, and the
political mountebauks whose wretched pol
icy succeeded in defeating the original ap
preparation and who finally delayed the pal
try sum given, up to the latest moment. may
congratulate themselves on having inflicted
on their native land humiliation which it
may give unqualified satisfaction to her
SllGIlleS, GALLUP uut uliH5 SllSi thu SOiic"
to those who glory in her prosperity and
success. AS you pass along the noble
avenues of the British Department., you are
almost oppressed with an empowering
sense of opulence and abundance that greet
you on every hand. Not only articles OF
every prime necessity demanded by the
wants of man are here spread out before
you, but every luxury with which our
higher civilization pampers his whims and
fancies seems to have been created and in
vented with a lavshness and profusion that
excite our admiration and wonder. Esthet-
les are subordinated to everything, the
lovely linens of Paisley and the carpets of
kdderminster are not more beautiful after
their kind, than the loom in which they
are woven or the splendid engine by which
the loom is run. The rude potteries of
Staffordshire, Lancashire, Shropshire and
Stroke upon Trent, have grown to things
of beauty over which their student lovingly
fingers, while the exquisite creations of
Wedgwood are such revelation of genius
as the Almighty has seldom vouchsafed to
any of the children of men.
In the Hungarian and Italian depart
ments are magnificent exhibitions of glass
the glass of Bohemia being the standard
by which all other glasses are tried. Yet,
in this British collection, an exhibit is to
be seen which rivals any thing to be found
in the entire Exposition. 1t is not merely
an exhibition of admirable utilities, but
you might almost imagine that Golconda
had poured forth its treasures and that
Khoomoos and Mountains of Light were
as common as the paving stones in the
street. The Machinery Department is espe
cially full and much of the machinery is
beautiful as it is wonderful, for it is won
derful to see ponderous fly wheel of iron
weighing many tons, carrying in its mar
velous sinews the power of hundreds of
horses and yet revolving on its journal
with lightning speed and with less vibra-
ton than is felt in lady's watch.
On the left hand, as you enter the Brit
ish exhibit from the grand hall which faces
the Trocadero, is Photographic collection
which invites especial attention, not so
much for it's extent as for the supreme ex-
celence of the work. | confess these sun
lit pictures have always had peculiar fas-
cination for me. 1t seems as if the Grand
Architect of the Universe interposed more
directly to guide the cunning of the mas
ter's hand than in any other form of art |
In one exhibit is sleeping child, as beau
r,,l Io 81 nc
blessed. All. what a sweet, calm happy
face, revealing that deep, peaceful slumber
that childhood only knows, which age seeks
for in vain and only finds in that land be-
You'd the grave. At the extreme end OF
the collection frame hangs against the
wall containing number of landscapes of
of English and Irish scenery, which | feel
justified in saying have no equals i'll the
world. These pictures are the work of
Payne Jennings, of London. They are not
simply photographs; they are a new reve
lation of art and awakened possibilities of
the future which one hardly dreams of
now. This art reaches away beyond the
pencil of the Inner and the chisel of the
sculptor, for its forms of beauty are multi
piled by thousands and carry their bless
ings into the humblest homes Nothing is
more difficult than to describe art, the deli
cate detail of which is spun out like the
spiders web to the finest gossamer thread,
and in these pictures you can almost hear
the gurgle of the running brook, the crackle
of the twigs in the forest, and the music of
IND he
gentleman exhibited few of his works at
Philadelphia: only small case, and in the
grandest Photographic exhibition ever col
lected in the world, he succeeding in achiev
ing distinction which placed him at once
in the front rank of his profession. These
later works have certainly added to his
fame, and England may pride herself on
possessing one artist at least who, in his
peculiar branch, stands without a rival
The past week, in journalistic sense
has been almost barren of news: no muir
ders, no suicides not robbery, not even a
respectable drunk. | regret to close this
letter with the statement that slavery still
exists in France, but such is the unhappy
j
Especial ordinance which prevents a woman
from riding on the top Of an omnibus -
Tell it not in Gath; utter it not in the
streets of Askelon; our wives, our daugh-
tiers, our mothers, whom we love, cannot
ride on the top of an omnibus. She can
mount to the roof of a street car,-but
not to the top of an omnibus. Was 1t for
this that the men of the Revolution chopped
off the head of a king, and the heroes of
the Commune made target of an arch
bishop? Was it for this that Liberte,
Egalite, Fraternite, are inscribed on all
the dead walls and fences; that woman,
lovely woman, whom we adore, should be
deprived of the poor privilege of riding on
the top of an omnibus? What liberty is