The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1882-04-08

johnson used to sit Together, but 1t has
been just cut down to make room Tor a
new building, and made into a cabinet.
The Temple is now School Of Law, and
the barristers, Sunday after Sunday, hli
/ the Temple Church to listen to the deep
| and fervid eloquence of DR.. Vaughn. 1t
is difficult for lady to get scat at all,
so crowded are all the pews with black
coats; and there is something very i'm
| pressiye in the united worship Of SO large
a concourse of men. You remember l
| wrote you of q memorable Sunday here.
I should have been 10th to leave Lon
don without visiting the home Of Carlyle.
So, one morning we made pilgrimage
to Chelsea, in loving memory of the great
man who has made Of the place almost
shrine. Ny dreams had SO often pictured
it "a pleasant English town, and Carlyles
home charming villa combining oil
that was elegant and attractive OF sub
urban life. What visions had conjnred
4 Of his study, glad with flowers and
bright with sunshine in summer days,
and in winter, warm and cosy, and full
Of good cheer. How different the reality!
After riding about six miles through
| closely built streets, we reached Chelsea,
only one of the districts Of London. In
an unfrequentcd street, devoid Of any
attractiveness, we stood, at last, before
the house we sought-an old, three-story
brick building, with all the windows
shut and barred. ''The family Car
lyle's niece with her husband lives here
had gone off for the summer, a neighbor
said, and had taken the servants with
them, so that no one was left on the
premises. Some of the adjacent houses
werc frightened by birds and flowers,
but here nothing gave token that hu-
man being had ever lived here. We were
oppressed by the awful gloom that
shrouded the spot. 1t seemed sepuI-
chre, closed and sealed, from which the
living spirit had forever fed. And thus
it has become in truth, since the Prophet
Of Chelsea is here no longer. flushed is
the voice to whose deep tones two worlds
listenel-closed III 1reamless sleep the
eyes SO keen to discern the invisible spir-
itual realities beneath the transitory
things which are but their types and
shadows, mindful, like st. Paul, that
"the things which are seen are tenn
poral, but the things which are not seen
are eternal" We stood in
silent awe before the narrow doorway
through which, SO lately since, all that
was mortal of Thomas Carlyle had been
borne to sculpture; but we thought less
of his death than Of his life; it was Car
lyle. living, not Carlyle dead, who SO
dignifed this dingy, brick house that
men come with reverence to look upon
} it; it is the feeling that from this UMPIRE
tending abode have issued the prophet
l words that have shaped SO largely the
$ thought of his day and elevated men to
j higher things.
il Near by is the late residence of George
t Eliot, but it fronts the river, is larger
t and presents an aspect of comfort, and
even elegance. We paused here mo.
a nlent and then proceeded to one of the
: river steamers and decided to return by
/, way of the Thames. I could not fee
quite satisfied until had walked leis
!; urely across old London Bridge. Apart
+ from the many associations which invest
J., it with fictitious charm, it is very in
n teresting to watch the busy traffic o
:, which it is the scene. 1t is estimated
t Nell, that 10000 vehicles and more than
d 100000 foot passengers cross this bridg
II daily! Think of it! We went b,
II steamer as far as Gravesend, to form
VI some conception of the immense shippin;
Il capacity of London, and should like
@ to have gone thence to Gadshill by rail
II to visit the home of Charles Dickens
b but as it was late, besides being, as usual
h Il most dismal day, we concluded to til k
j. the next train for London.
j One Of our pleasantest excursions GU
IS of London was that Which we made t
y Windsor Castle. Having seen so man
= Of the royal palaces Of Europe, 1 ha
lie found none which so impressed me by it
e massive grandeur and magniiicence
J. But palaces are by no means attractiv
g homes, Nell. Their stately splendo
ID affords but gloomy contrast to tn
y brightness and cheer Of many SINAI
ID cottage. LIDO not wonder that the Quee
h loves to steal away to Balmoral and $
r. escape the royal gloom that has bee
y gathering about Windsor Castle sine
IL the days when William the Conqueru
II, first made his abode here. The prese,l
ID structure, however, was begun by Ed
a ward III, who pulled down the old pa
;" ace, and it has been extended by hi
N descendants. We went through til
le State Apartment, rich in old tapcstr,
It fine paintings, magnificent furniture
t. and, of course, the inevitable malachit
W vase presented by the Car of Russia.
T. think have not been to IL single palac
ID where did not find a nalaclite vas,
a presented 10y some Gar of Russia! W
,e were not allowed to inspect the Qnecn
" private suite Of rooms. From the top
ct the lofty Round Tower we had Il vie,
|y of Runnymele, where King John signe
s Magma Charta; and caught u distar
er glimpse Of Stoke Pagis, the cemeter