New-York tribune., 1883-11-04

was n slight deepening of the delicate peach-hke
stening 10 her pretty voice and looking at her love
fy face Il seemed difficult to realize that yesterday
at that hour, ay, for some hours later she had no
existence so far as l was concerned. Indeed,
aeemed 10 have known her an age; notion pro-
dnced probably by my thoughts having been full
of her from the moment clapped eyes on her.
should like to be able 20 write IN praise OF Bris-
tol Cathedral The mere circumstance of Florence
Hawke living in the neighborhood ought TO haye
made Lying poetry nd IN the
city But there Is a nakedness and most unloyely
griinness about the cathedral that renders admIa-
fion very dificut. Outside, the structure has the
look of fortress and inside il Is as naked as sta
BILE. The pews, or benches are crowded together at
one end where there is small show OF ecclesiastl-
cal furnture and 10 teacn tnSe o SEM tSS or
pillars on either side; and the sterty OF the cold
and stony scene is emphasized rather than relieved
nv here and there-as widely scattered as currants
i'm n sailors dumpling-a memorial of brass or mar
BILE In most cathedras there IS something 70 look
at. What. is shown may be often sham. Stlli,
small stock of faith will enable you TO gaze WIN
interest as, for instance, Mt the BLACK Princes s
armOr at Canterbury which, for al r one KNOWS
may have been manufacturea at DumlngIiin'
whence n great number of ancient relics are, be-
Iieye annually exported But Bristol Cathedral
offers you nothing. Historic memories no doubt II
has, but there Is nothing 70 tonGh 10 ma Ig Oer OECI
a stain on the flags where some holy man gave up
the ghost.
And vet one church Bristol has that ,atones for
the unshed dTea most s MbaE be2Eu
and tender Why are not ali churches eqHalIy @ Ioyo
lyi Were they am sure we Sh9eid an De more re
religious Ladies' y SS mary STe9 %eddng for Money
sy. even the I.uptals of foolish old rich woman
with a sneakng, rapacous young ma1Iwould take
an idyllic charcter in St. Mary Redcllhe. But
saw. Bristolians where got You that ethgv OF poor
little ChattertOni Could any thing be moro t0Ol-
ishY I'm Dutchman if it isn't like memorial 10
a tomtit Think of a structure resembling shrine,
sur,nounted bv a carcatuTe in little OF lOrd-mayor
of the last century! Was Chatterton a genus .
Pom my word, never could understand ms 9hclenC
lingo: but if he had more talent than L have,
who could not make a rhyme, though ten pounds OF
pure Virginia were oeredm for couPlet. may b@e @
hanged if would have consented TO thefrectlon of
such a scarecrow had | hailed from old Sebastian
Cabot,s port. ,,,5 my. copsin and entered
the cathedral and joined the worSmppeIs ueW
enou0h: but business is business, and this wasn't
Sunday). and heard the anthem. fine piece OF
rumbng music it was and wei Smng ne dei
writing had heard 1t in any other lnterloII-si'y
Durham, or Winchester (wherem have knelt rs u
boirnI or Gloucester; but the nakedness OF the
buildinR ran amuck with emotion. The DIM, rich,
holy light the ghosty tattcrs OF ancient banners
lowering like petrifed bats III the gloom OF dark
roof that has reverberat'd the Orls0ns OF genera
tions the stone warriors their backs, with their
mailed hands crossed upon Their pale Dosoms, ana
their noses gone TO JON thclT Souls lIle S
Chinameu from darkSOmc cOTncrS-Such ana score
of other sacerdOta wonders which no man VINO mas
hcaved at capstan and sat astrlae Ta
TO that rolling and growing and swelling anthem
in Bristol Cathedral
And vet the grand melodies. the sweet and silver
tenor notes the tTcmulon5 thunder Oi ile solemn
organ echo in my soul to this hour as sacred set
ting Cf that poem of w0manho"d VINO SAT on ny
right hand in posture OF devotion lsIehlnS 10 thc
heavenly strains. sAy depend upon IT, that any
girl who wants 10 enrich and make large ana spien-
did a young mans idea of her cannot do better thah
carry him off 10 hear an anthem sung III cathedral
hill
shoulders sparkling eyes WalHhg measures anu
SO forth; the dnucrtable pretty much TIE same
thing sometimes including the waltzing measures
the parlor experience is homcy, and sentiment gets
mixed M with daIming. hcmmlng.and such nlailcis
But To sit by the side of lovely girl III ca heuii
and hear an anthem sung Is 10 ENJOY singular elO
yg,ou of emotion. She becomes part of the sacred
entcrta rtainmCnt. She humanlzcs the music, ana the
mnsc spiritualizes her. This may be rather German
as niece Of subtlCty; but none the less u Is true
| can tell YOU this: | understood that anthem al
the better for looking at Florence Hawke; yes. ana
found her sweetness the sWeeter anu hcr Eotamy
beauty the womanlrr for watching her and thlhk-
ing of her 10 the tune that rolled out of the organs
melOdious heart with deep-throatcd reVerbeidtlOh
that sometimes set the seat we were on quiyeIing:
Service being over we came away, ana outside
found AlphOnso Hawkes. carrage-a regal turn,
ont quite in keeping with the gilt ana velvet ana
marble of Clifton Lodge There was device on tIlG
panels that looked uncOmmonly like lord s; ana
might have passed for something of the KIND TO a
peTson not nicely acquainted with odds and ends OF
lis Il too hot for a drive, dear, before We go
home ?" asked Miss Hawke-addrcssng Amelia OF
course for was not dear yet. =, .
No. il il is not too hot to walk II Is not too hot
to drive" answered Amelia. "Would you like a
Very much" said l so We got into the carriage
Miss Hawke gave some directions to the fOotman
and off we went, honOred by the notice of every
body we encountered Indeed, l never before
observed people stare 50 hard at carriage aS the
Rristolians we met did at ours. The reason lay III
the mems livery, l think: 1t was as CANDY, aT an
aIdermans, a blaze Of crimson and gold, and the;
had white hair and shining stockings. We talked
Of the anthem and Miss Hawke asked me what !
thought of the cathedral. | gave her my opinion
and she agreed with me.
1T is the only disappointment have" said she
We Australians are always dreaming of the antlq-
mites of England YaEd when papa told me we were
going 10 live near cathedral, | pictured place
like Westminster Abbey, full OF wonderful t0mbs
gIorious windows, beautiful monuments. and sane
tilted spots rallied of and hidden in twilight How
ever, it is better than no cathedral at all
This was about the most sensible thing t!tat was
said during the drive all the rest of the cnnyersa
tiO was made up of the idle chatter which three
perSouS-WhO are no COmpauy-Wlll bcStOw on one
another The young ladies' spoi" of persons who
were strangers to me: OF Miss Joncss last dance ;
Of Mrs RObiusOn's projected grdcn-party; OF Miss
Chirrup learning singing with the idea of going on
tbe stage | had as much to say, too, as either of
them: tried TO be funny, and made them laugh any
how. took no notice ot the course the GoaChman
was steering whetheTihe. was heading north OrS0uth
| cOuld not say. 1t was enough for me that was
sitting opposite Florence Hawke; that my knee
tOuched the sacred hem-lct me call II hem-Ot her
cyouisitely fitting dress that | was breathing the
atmosphere that her lovely presence made fra
grant | say, that was enough for me What did
il matter how old red-angold on the box pulled the
rensl All that desired was that he should not be
i'm a hurry to carry us home. The drive was large
ly meant for me, / knew; and 50 low and again
/ would admire the scenery and ask whose house
that was and pretend to be interested in the land
scape But I have recollection of the view.
Nearly all that ] can remember is Florence, her
shining winning eyes, the light upon her hair, the
delicate tint upon her face, cast by the crimson par
asol in her hand her unaffected laughter, aud best
of all shpmatc the real pleasure she seemed TO find
i'm my company, as if there something IN my
talk that frightened up her spirits.
And why not 2 she loved Sydney, and knew the
place we'll She liked sailo- $, and / had been one
and was still one at heart She had made long voy
ages and could understand me rs only girl might
who had rounded the Horn twice, and knew what
four months passage is. Might she not, then have
found a kind of saltwater flavor about me that
,-nI,Il nnrnn ns a Kind of mmNnlLN In her nnM- and