The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1881-01-15
A WALK In LONDON.
BY GEORGE NJ. orTINGER.

ny tu6 4hSuhiOtu UoAN AhsAsOtCi
and read at the meetings of the
society. 1t is creditAble little pub
LEGATION, and one in which the
editors and contributors should fee
pride. We understand that ladies
and gentlemen take turns in per.
forming the editorial work for the
LHder
London, to the stranger and OBJ
server, is vast field of never-ending
delight. The old churches, the many
molding relics OF the past, around
which hover the associations, histori
cal and 6ctlonsl, that can never pass
out of remembrance. meet him al
every step. Owing to its great an
tiquity and extent, it ls richer in as
socistions than any modern city in
the world, and scarcely can you turn
without finding an object of interest.
You are continually face to face
with some old memento of the past
IN an unsupported and unlocked for
way.
My friend and /, after edging and
elbowi3g our way through the crowd
of humanity, in-going and out-com
ing from the Broad Street Station,
moist an umbrella and stand for q
moment in the reeking. etesming
street, that We may take proper bear
lngs before steering our course
through the dense, dank and drilling
fog that has settled down like an
immense pail over the great city.
All around US floats an atmosphere
the color of lead, go opaque and solo
that seemingly you might cut it. The
smoke from countless chimneys ia
seen comes down solidi6ed into fakes
funereal and solemn. Fave and cor
nice drippings splash and splatter the
mud from the street right and lefi
into the damp, steaming smoke rising
from the flags. The gsslight, with d
Dleary blaze force their rays like
brassy spikes into the fog, glimmer-
ing like glowWorms; horses and
vans magn,fed into colossal size, and
with all shsdowy, vague and phantom
like, loom up suddenly before you,
all dripping and steaming, and as
quickly pass. like shadows on leader
screen. We follow the crowd o.
pedestrians who go jostling and crop
ing their way along Broad street
guided by the unseen people ahead
whose voices sound shrill aud SHARP
through the heavy air, down by the
Bank, the Mansion House, and alonl
the Poultry to Cheapside; by the time
We reach the postoffice the fog tina
mad 80 suddenly enveloped us like q
winding. sheet, rolled away like q
great wet blanket; the stately S.
Paul's stands up ike the immense
monument that it is, with base rooted
. 10 the earth, and its matchless dome
lost like a mountain peak IN the fog
cloud above. AS We pass down Lud.
gate Hill the railway train sweep
over the Viaduct sending oat cOluw I
Of pale blue smoke that float:
through the srchWay and ming Ell
with the steam and mists, that ETH
partially obscure the sun. But the
leaden wall of fog has gone, leaving q
thin pearly gAuze b-tGeen US and the
great luminary, the smoke from
chimneys now seen shoots upward
like miniature amber cOlOred clouds,
and the sparrows fdtter and chlrp
around the beautiful s.eepls of St.
Bride 2.
We go musing and happy into Fleet
street out OF the ioggy oblivion, the
dsmpness and depression alike for
gotten. Opposite Cnancery Lane We
find ourselves within a few feet OF toe
former site of the old Temple Bar,
removed in the summer of 1873
Looking from this standpoint towards
the Strand, We are astonished to see
the crowd OF men, women, horses and
vehicles hurrying and scurTyiDg
through the steam and mist; turning
and looking back over the road vt
have passed IN the direction OF
Ludgate, We see another mass
CT human bei0gs mixed up with -four
wheeled hansoms," vans and noises,
all going up and dowR, to and fro,
and We realise that we are on one OF
London's great highways, wh,re the
people in sight can be counted by
thousands every hour of the day and
night.
We turn from this busy scene OF
rush and noise. passing down a ns!-
row court, and, 10. what d change
All is quiet, solemn, deserted; the
damp and dripping blOtches OF fog
still hang around tue clolsters and
hooks OF the smoke and time-stained
buildings. We are In the court Of the
so-called Inner Temple; the Temple
Church is before us We gaze on this
highly interesting edlfice VITA rap
ture. Planned after tue Church of the
Holy Sepulchre at Jerusalem, 1t
was built in the year 1lS5. We are
delighted with the entrance doorway,
for we find a very fine specimen of
early English architecture, and we
think of the old knights Templar,
whose church this was, and look at
the crumbliDg monuments covering
their moulderlng bones. A pathway
runs beside the church, on q terrace
raised few feet above the foundation
of the building. Leaning above the rail-
ing that guards the way, We lock down
upon the little graveyard of the
Templsrs, and are again interested
with the peculiar shaped cope-.tones,
or rather "eoffin-stones," of pris
matte or ridge-l:ks shape. They are
of the twelfth century; they bear no
date or record; certain however they
cover gallant knights
Whose bones are dust, their armour rust,
Their spirits with their God, we trust"
The tagging of the pathway is
covered with grave notices. almost
,bliterated, old grave stones from
which all letterius and device in |
ihape OF crest or monogram Is torn
away; here and there we trace
Jar Jiugs, bat nothing Ineligible.
As We are. about 10 leave this time
lonored precinct, made memorable
~ DR.. Johnston, and Lamb, our At
ention is drawn towards two moHu-
nents built against the back wall OF
/ building, bounding the end of the
we pass along to examine
hem more closely; the Joys, and
lamps and knawing tooth OF time
lave played sad havoc with them Il
5 impossible to make out the almost
,blitersted inscriptions. One GER
sinly was erected to commemorate
he virtues of an eminent barrister,
IS We Judge BY the draperY on