Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-08-09
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lowed buriesque reading Of Campbelfs pa
thetic ballad of Lord Cllan's Daughter"
A large green cloth was laid down to repre-
sent the sea. with some youngsters under it
70 keep il moving like waves. The charac-
tiers all appeared in dumb show. With wcap-
0ns and feigned fighting, until at lasr The
waves (of green cloth came up over them
and of course they were all drowned. Whilst
this show was going on. a lady sat and read
the ballad. The contrast between the read
ing Of the tragical ballad and the burlesqe
performance was exceedingly Iudicrons Mr
Washbnrn Of Boston read two sery touching
poems written by himself. The bells Of We
way" and Sunset both descriptive Of
scenes and incidents in Switzerland where he
had been living. He had a fine, clear voice
and recited without any theatrical rant, In,
In charming and effective manner.
Sabbath, Sept. 7. We are nearing New
York harbor. pilot came on board IN the
night. This morning the sun rose ont Of the
ocean bright and clear, and il is = lovely
day. Several white sails are visible ia diff
ferent directions. large steamer is in
sight at some distance ahead. She left Liver
pool the day before we Jeff Glasgow We
have seen two small whales spout not very
far from our steamer.
We had religious services in the forenoon.
prayers, singing, responsive reading of
psalms, and short practical sermon by an
Episcopal clergyman.
Amer the services, it was 50 fine and sunny
the passengers we're on deck most Of the
time. Our boat passed the other steamer
just at dark. after an all days struggle. Il,
was rather hard on them, as they had day
the start of us. large school of porpoi,e.
followed after their boat. In the evening.
the phOsphorescent light was visible in the
wake of our steamer.
At O'Clock, we had religious services of
about an hour, praying, singing, and instrnc-
tive remarks by different clergymen.
Sept. 8. Our steamer came TO anchor in
the night, and awaited the visit of The
health officer. This morning the health off
Ger came aboard and gave US clean bill.
Then came the custom house officer. and We
made our declarations az TO our baggage In
due time we reached the wharf in New York,
and had our valises and bags overhanltd by
the custom house officers. This was done
and the clothing and other contents Of valses
heedlessly thrown out on a shed floor
amongst straw and dirt. We never saw such
sight in all Europe. but in every custom
house there was table or counter provided
for the examination of baggage.
IL were to give my opinion Of Now
York, ! should say ithOut hesitation. thar it
has the most rapacious and dishonest set of
pOrters and hackmcn and the most careless
cxpressmcn, that one can find the world over.
At Home, Sept. - 4 night on Fall
River boat, and day in the ears. returned
me to INV home. And now my trip 10 Europe
ends. The story has been long in telling.
not because there is So much of il, but be
cause have told but little at a time In my
recollection of it, my brief journey of about
two months in Europe seems like charming
episode in my routine of every day life, a
trip to fairy land, the memory OF pleasant
dream. IL was in fact the realization Of a
dream which has haunted me for many past
years, and Of au ardent desire to see some OF
those historic scenes, and explore some of
those ancient ruins, of which read so much.
would advise any one who shall 90 to
Europe with limited time and means to go as
did, with tourist party, where ample pro
vision Is made for any step of the journey.
fou spend no time in perplexing inquiries
as to routes and hotels, and have very few
cares to burden yonr minds Even letters
sent to the care of the London agent reach
you wherever you may be. and letters for
home are safely forwarded, owe my ac-
Acknowledgements to Mcssrs. Gaze 4 Co, of
London, for their careful arrangements and
constant courtesy. OF course, those who
travel with ample time and money, would
find il more TO their liking to Ego as they
please"
Here the story closes. | make no apology
for its defects. | am not skilled in the graces
of style, but am "a plain blunt man. who
speaks right on And so. reader. | bid you
farewell. H. X b.