Semi-weekly interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1881-1905, 1883-03-27
FOREIGN CORRESPONDENCE
PRAISE I'VE L0RD. .
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side midnight this | pen this side, az I 81
beside my sick friend, DR.. Stoddard, will
Marie and George for company. Tha
alone makes the difference in dates. an
rather glad to have quiet night to catcl
up with the rapid current Of events.
Payments Hotel in London Wall street
is like everything else in London in his
toric locality. Right along this thorough
fare ran the old Roman Wall, and Moor
gate, Cripplegste, &C., mark the various
places Of exit and entrance. 1t is in the
heart Of business London, only couple Of
blocks or 90 from the Bank Of England
Royal Exchange. II is precisely like q
chapter in Dickens. Rambling staircases
leading of whittier only the inmates Of the
house, who have made it a study, know
Wife got up during the night to administer
to DR.. Sioddard's wants and soothe a new.
ralgia in the head Of distressing charac
ter, but lost her way in getting back this
morning, 80 that che had to ask informa-
ton OF some gentlemen, early risers, and
they sought in vain, also. She knew the
No, 25; here was "a but no number like
ours near il. At last shoots" came to
her relief 1t might have been Sam Wal
Ter, at works betimes When we went to
our rooms, with their canopies above and
rufIled Aounces beneath and billowy feath-
ers, and feeble fire in the CRATE. with scut-
tie and poker removed, we could not but
look around for middle aged lady in yell
low curl papers" to finish the picture.
There were the fat brass csndlesticks with
lank tallow "dips" in them-all the light
allowed by regulation. But when you
come to solid comfort, you have it. What
a luxury to sleep in one Of those antigua
ted beds. / have never seen the like since
my own Incompatible $50 FOUNDER" at the
Pink Cottage, the like Of which | shall
never see again. 1t was eventually made
into two, but when in its prime, with a
good, thick cotton mattress on top, it would
beat morphine to put fellow to sleep.
Well, these London beds are something
like that And every thing you want, just
there. AT table il is the same. Such beef
and mutton, so cooked, you get nowhere
out Of London. And everything you get
so purely, spotlessly clean. One can easily
forgive the Noachic candlesticks, or over
look troglodyte bedstezds for the sake OF
solid comfort. Solid-yes, that is the
word. Every thing is on solid basic. The
cabs with wheels of such size and amazing
thickness; the heavy woolly- legged Scotch
and Welsh horses; the ponderous vans
and trucks; the numbering double storied
Omnibusses, so unlike the trim Broadway
vehicle; street cars the same, only here
they call them trans, and the track tram
way; the prodigious mourning coaches,
that should think would give respecta-
bility TO a man, if there is any thing in a
carriage that can do ii. The light airy ell
egance one sees at home, you look for in
vain here; but when it comes TO real COM
fort, you shall search in vain elsewhere for
what is the staple Of things here. Sub
stantiality, solidity, these words describe
good, old, honest, pig-headed, conserva-
tive, comfortable John Bull.
The first thing this morning, Marie and
drove down to Westminster Abbey. Lon
don is Jerusalem to me; and Westminster
Abbey lie its Temple. The thing nearest
my heart / did FIRST. Monday and Tues
lay are free days at the old Abbey, l. e. the
public come and go without question
Other days an ayenger is at your heels and |
fees the order Of the day. We struck a
free day without knowing it. II suited my
purpose exactly. There were a dozen or
more people strolling around. Two or
hree artists-male and female were sketch
ng in various parts Of the building. But
had not come to inspect the Abbey. We
vent straight for the ''Stone OF Israeli
lnder the coronation chair. Strange old |
chair, where the Sovereigns Of England
rave been crowned Cor 500 years. An old,
Upright, gothic backed bit Of ugliness.
Seat and back carved up in rough inscrip
ions like schoolboy's desk, in a school
where the law reaches not that point. The
runs half bare-half covered with what
ooks like greasy coffee sacking; the points Of
heir back ragged and worm eaten; and I'M
Ter It securely fastened and resting on plat
orm on the backs Of four rudely carved
ions, was the object Of my longings. The
'Scone StOne"-Lia FdiF-call il what man
yill-to me-the very stone on which my
aiher Jacob slept and dreamed that won
lrous dream, and saw that ladder reaching
ng from heaven 10 earth; the stone set up
or pillar alter serving for a pillow; the
tone that Moses smote In the wilderness
md water came out; "the rock" in Horeh;
he rock spoken Of by Moses when he said
Their rock is not as our Rock. our enc.
mics themselves being judges; the Stone
Iept ever by Israel; laid up in the temple;
brought by jeremiah to Ireland; a royal
tone from first TO last on which St. Co.
umba laid his dying head, because he
new what il was; the stone yet to play an
Important part in the future as in the past;
his was the stone on which l laid my hand
his morning, and would have kissed and
aid my head upon but for the railing that
ept me from H. but laying my hand on
hitch, with uncovered head, l said, God
( JscOb-God and Father Of my LORD
esus Christ; God Of this stone Of Wit. I
aaa. Lael, ma nniha ma hlaaa ma In lhia