The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-10-09

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to some strange and far-away order of
creation; taking unkindly to wives in
troduced from a distance, and refusing
altogether to believe in husbands from
remote counties, say Middlesex, or Sur
rey, or Hertfordshire, or any other shire
beyond the pale of that which boasted
the fee-simple of Southbay.
For these and many other reasons
Southbay had sailed to greet with efftisior
the new agent who came to rule over the
great Forrest estates. For some motive
unintelligible to outsiders, local wisdom
decided Mr.. AlbyS, the son of the late
agent, ought to have stepped into hi;
fathers shoes. That Mr.. Allyn disliked
country life, and was making a far great
er success in London as barrister than
he could ever have hoped to do at South.
bay, even as Mr.. Forests representative
modified their opinion not in the least
Southbay had known him as boy, and
Southbay felt it could know him as d
man. .t0. .t... ..
On the contrary, the new agent was a
total stranger to all the men, women, and
children in the town. No one knew any
thing about him or his wife. He declined
to live in the house Mr.. Albyn had in
habited-a great, staring, square stone
house on the eastern road, commanding
an uninterrupted view of shingle and
of restless sea, and instead, took himself
off, as Southbay Indignantly expressed
itself, to a 'trumpery cottage on the way
to Southcliffe-a cottage which it was an
insult to put upon the Forrest property
for Mr.. Forests agent to live in.
But what can be expected when a
landlord deliberately builds himself a
residence ina strange county, and actually
talks ofletting off some of his land, 50
that spectators may come and run up
dreadful villa residences, and spoil the
whole neighborhoodY
That is what Southbay asked; and as
somehow the new agent seemed to be an
instrument in the hands of the infatuated
landlord, it was not likely he, stranger,
an alien, an innovator, would be regard
ed with much favor. ....
Once for all, it may be said the dread
ed change has been wrought. .
eouthbay is now pretty little town,
nesting down on the sea-shore under the
shelter of soft green hills.
Capitalists, speculative bull ders, Con
servative, Liberal, Independent, and
Progress Societies have found out the
place and changed the very face OF
Nature itself. ..
No transformation scene was ever more
complete. Where broom waved and
gorse grew, there republic baths and lee
ture-rooms, and a bazar, and a riding
school. Mr.. Albyn's old house has beer
altered into hotel, and just beyond it 9
pier has been throw out, where steamers
stNp and bring hosts of visitors to this
'favorite watering-place,' vide the guide
to Southbay. Two lines of railway have
tunneled under the hills, and come ou1
of darksome caverns into their respective
stations. New people jostle the old in
habitants, and fresh cemetery has just
been started, to say nothing of water
works, gas-works and brewery.
There has been even a talk of tryins
the electric light along the old Parade !;
but Southbay-the original Southbay-
does not care. Its cup is fu!l-electri'
or any other lights can not matter to i
now.
When the prospectus of the Pier Hote
Company Qimited) was issued, with Mr.
John Albyn's name as one of the direct
ors, Southbay fguratively turned it
face to the wall, and gave up the ghost.
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