St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-08-16

almost made we inclined to go out and buy a
glass of water-''only one cent'-to see that
gilded fish, as it recalled the amount of salt
have consumed and thirst have endured
because the thrifty Bostonese used to
sell the nine parts salt to one of meat out
west at shilling a pound and call it fish.
Ii is no wonder that Boston could grow rich
when she could put five pound cod into
barrel of salt and sell the whole thing for
meat 1t is also no wonder that they hold
IN reverence and embalm in gilded tin this
emblem of the basis of their fortunes and
prosperity. There never was more vivid
illustration of the eternal fitness of things,
and statue of Butler, swinging aloft
tanned hide of Tewksbury pauper, is the
only thing necessary to make this old "new
State house" thing of beauty and joy
forever
The senate chamber is at the east end Of
the building, the governor and the other
state officers at the west end, and the hall of
the house, with its tin fish, in the center
From the sidewalk to the top of the gilded
dome there are 217 steps, and as the building
is on hill the view from the cupola is COM
handing. 1t was late in the day when 1
called and the janitor was closing the
building, but as there were a number of yis-
itors besides myself, he kindly turned over
the keys to me and placed me in charge of
all the building above the first floor, on con-
dition that | ''would not lock any one in"
The visitors accordingly proceeded to climb
and view of the city proper from the cupola
is really superior to that from the top of
Bunker Hill. So many of the party-utter
strangers to me-wished to linger that l
found had taken large and long contract
by agreeing "not to lock any one in" but l
braced myself up by recollection of Cassibianca
who ''stood on the burning deck, eating pea
nuts by the peck" when all the rest had
fled, and / discharged the trust with as
great fidelity as j. B. Gil1llan displays in
hanging on to his bogus nomination because
it is trust he cannot repudiate." As far
as know did not clock any one in,' and
l resigned my custodianship OF the Massa-
chusetss State and went out for
Il stroll on the Common just as
tho sun was disappearing beneath the azure
blue 1--WE talk poetry in BOSTON,, and the
electric lights were beginning to pour their
silver rays upon "The Frog Pond" The
Bostonese joined me quite numerously upon
my stroll, and while 1 enjoyed my rambles
along the shady walks with the "culchaw,"
l refectively sympathized with them.
thought how little 1 knew of Boston three
days ago, and contrasted it with how
much l thought 1 knew at the end
of ebay No. g." and how little that
actual knowledge was after all, and then
thought of the Bostonese, who live on the
memories of the past, and the glories of Bun
ker Hill and other historic spots mixed with
fish and baked beans, but who have never
seen the great west or the glories of st. Paul,
and my heart of hearts and soul of souls.
went out all over to and at them, until a red
light of sympathy seemed to spring up from
the green sward of the common, and 1 sighed
for the opportunity they were losing to ''grow
up with the country" ii. P. H.