Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1881-12-22
An, English Estate.
A Visit to CholmOndeley House and its
Terraced Grounds Heavy with the
Fragrance Of Rare Exoties.
The Skeleton i'm the Closet Laid Bare in
the Sad Life History of the
Princely Owner.
Out or the Sunshine into the Shadow ofthe Asylum
for Insane-Advanced Treatment for this
Class-An Uncovered Church.
Special Correspondence to THE HERALD.
A PLEASANT TRIP


Class-An Uncovered Church.
Special Correspondence to THE HERALD.
PLEASANT TRIP.
June 80 | went with party of ladies
to Condover about II miles from Shrews-
bury. There had been a shower and
everything was looking its best as we
took this pleasure drive. Condover is
a hamlet belonging with the house and
extensive park, to Richard Cholmonde-
ley (or Chumley as it is called). The
gardens are very beautiful, and during
the rose season are thrown open to the
public every afternoon. We left our
fly at the entrance of the garden and a
little old woman at the Lodge opened
the gate for us after which she left us to
wander at our own sweet will Hedges
of box three or four feet high enclosed the
many varieties of the rose. One end of
the garden was like forest with many
varieties of shade trees, high and wide
spreading, forming a beautiful covered
walk to the church. The house is a
large building, three stories, and built
OF red sandstone in the Elizabethean
style. One end was a solid mass of
ivy. The drawing room windows were
very large. The one in the hall of
stained glass has very small panes,
opening in the center. A broad terrace
fifty feet in width, spread out in front
of the house, most tastefully laid out in
flower beds surrounded by an open bal
ustrade, upon each post of which was
lourishing and rare plant.
One almost enyied this solitary man
so much that was beautiful, until you
heard the sad story of his life. His
brother fell heir to the estate, married,
went south to spend the winter and
after few happy months died, was
brought to the home of his fathers and
laid in the chancel Of the old church.
The present occupant married, and in
turn went to the south of France for the
winter with his young and lovely bride,
hoping for many months of happiness.
And one morning in the spring the bells
of Condover rung out
MERRY PEALs OF JOY
at the birth of son and heir; in the
evening they tolled a solemn knell for
the death of mother and SON. she
father brought his loved ones home and
laid them beside his brother Then,
unconsolable, wandered here and there
to find comfort. Finally he returned to
his dreary house and now spends his
time in building an aviary, making the
birds which he had brought from var
ious parts of the country, happy home.
Until the building is completed he uses
the large front basement with six inn
mense windows even with and opening
upon the terrace. A large cage filled
each window with tree inside The
walls and ceiling were painted to repre-
sent the homes the birds came from.
They were singing and hopping about,
seeming as happy as possible. AT the
same time Mr.. {. was carving a statue
of his wife said to be fine piece of work,
as well as perfect likeness. Our after
noon had been delightful and our ride
home equally so, Just in the twilight
while the birds were singing their even
ing song. We passed
THE INSANE ASYLUM,
very large building, in lovely grounds
surrounded by n high wall Ii is said
to contain 500 inmates, including at
PENDANTS, where the poor demented
mortals have every care, and amuse-
ments of all kinds to help while away
the weary hours of their dull. monoton-
Gus existence. We could hear them
singing to the organ at their evening
service. Some of them are fine musi-
clans ard each taste is gratifed as to
instrument. We also passed a very old
ivy covered church, said to have been
riidled by Cromwell's soldiers who
seemed to hold special spite against all
Episcopalian churches
Last Sunday we went to Upton Magma
a small hamlet about five miles from
Shrewsbury, taking the 8 a. m train.
We stopped at the little inn to leave our
shawls and book, and to inquire whether
we could have dinner after service.
They said it was not their practice but
if we would take a part OF what was
prepared for themselves we could,
which offer we gladly accepted, and
turned our steps towards the pretty
little
IVY COVERED CHURCH.
The rectory close by was enshrined in
ivy and was altogether a lovely spot.
with the rustic bridge and brook which
went ripping along in front of the
church and gave a homely look to the
few houses which made up this quiet
spot in the country. The country fam
lilies lived miles away but attended
church here. EVERYTHING was so in uni
son that the service seemed more i'm
pressive than if in city church After
services we returned to the inn where
our dinner was served by ourselves.
Taking short rest we started on our
homeward way, walking through the
fields, the hedges beautiful with flowers
everything still but the bleating of the
lambs or the singing of the birds. We
passed through fields where the cows
and sheep were enjoying the cool shade
under the trees. They invariably left
at our approach, whether from annov-
ance at our intrusion or that some Ind
den instinct told them how weary we
were. Whichever it was we enjoyed
the rest and left the spot with many re-
grets as the sun warned us it was getting
late and many miles still lay before US
and home. At the river Severn we sat
upon the bank and read while waiting
for the little ferry boat that would take
us across. The air was very pure and
everything lovely and altogether we
spent q charming and hope, profta-
bic day l.. S. V. A.