The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1884-03-28
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Hollywood Palace.

we AOW SutcI pIOclACtS VI d pAoCO LII
which centre many of the most interesting
historical associations of Scotland
" A deserted palace where no monarch dwells."
Here, as in all of these interesting build
ings, we are first charged an admission fee,
then we are asked to buy guide book, and
then we are urged to employ a guide. The
noble Scot knows how to bleed Yankee visi-
tors. The historic rooms of Darnley and his
wife are shown with their ancient furniture
and beds. Everything is dust-eovered, time
worn, and moth-eaten. The apartment in
which Rizzio was killed is small cell-like
room, hung with pieces of faded tapestry
illustrations of the classical story of the fall
of Phaeton and portraits of Queen Mary,
Henry VIII, and Queen Elizabeth The
room is about ten feet square, on the north
side of which is a small door opening on the
private staircase by which the assassins of
Rizzio assembled from Darnley's apartments
on the floor below
1t was in this dingy little supper-room, on
the night of the 9th of March, 1855, that the
ill-starred Rizzio was dragged from behind
the queen, hustled through the bedroom and
ante-chamber, and after having received
nearly fifty wounds, was finally dispatched at
the head of the main staircase by the daggers
of the Earl of Morton, Lord Ruthven, Lord
Lindsay, and ''divers other gentlemen"
Some dark stains, said to have been made by
the blood of the unfortunate Italian, are still
pointed out at the head of the stairs.
The royal chapel, the only portion of the
ancient Abby of Holyrood, founded by King
David /, in 1928, is picturesque ruin. In
this old chapel Charles the 1 was crowned,
and James II, James ILL., James ~, and
Mary, queen of Scots, and Darnley were mar
ried. And here, in the royal vault at the
southeast end, lie the remains of David II,
James Ii, Mary of Gueldres, James Y, the
queen and second son of James VI, the duke
of Albany, Lord Darnley, and many others of
lesser note. In the northwest tower is the
tomb of Lord Viscount Belhayen, counsellor
to Charles /, and one of the most remarkable
men of his day, who died here in Edinburgh,
on the 18th of January, 1889. But the day
is far spent, and as we wish to leave Edin-
burgh tonight, we must now jump into cab
and hasten back to our hotel.
''Shall we get Cooks tickets for our trip
through the Highlands, here at his Office in
Prince street ?" " Yes. Here is the agent.
Let us get little information out of him."
''That is impossible. True, true We
had forgotten. He is a Cooks agent and
none of these men (not excepting certain
Philadelphian on Walnut street,, SO far as
our experience goes, are either intelligent or
gentlemanly enough to politely give the slight
est information. This Fnan here Is as gruf
as his brother across tie sea-
How much are these tickets to Glasgow,
via Sterling, Callander, Lock Katrine, Lock
Lomond and so on 2"
''One pound, four and eight pence"
When can we start z"
"Any time you like"
How do We go?"
siTake cars from here to Callander; stages
leave Callander in the morningi at eight and
at noon"
Every good. Good day"
''Good day, sir"
It is now Just O'Clock. If we make haste
we can take the $50 train for Sterling, stop
there over night, and go on from thence to
Callander early in the morning.
Our bill at the Royal is $3.50 per day. 1t
is five days since we left our ship and our
1.-TWO of u.s. expenses have been $51 rs.
Everything is quite high. All fancy articles
our ladies find just as costly here as at home
in America. So far as our experience goes
there is very little difference in the expense
of travelling here and at home. Beyond
doubt a tourist gets better accommodations
for his money in the United States than can
be obtained either in England or on the con-
tinent.
swell, here we are at Sterling. At which
hotel shall we stop over night p Our
satchel guide book recommends three, the
Golden Lion, the Royal, owned by Scotch
nobleman, and Carmichaers Temperance. "
g Well, for the love of the cause let Us try
this latter house" .'A]l right" Car
michael's Temperance, driver" Here is
the place, sir - 50 Is this the hotel ?" :" Yes"
90 IT does not look first-class.n mo indeed J"
Driver stay here until we examine the
rooms of this house" bah, even our
strong love for the cause cannot overcome
the flthiness of this dirty temperance hotel. J"
g Drive to the Royal" All, this is the house.
Here everything is beautiful, sweet and
clean. 'What time is it ?' Twenty min
utes past fve." 'sCan we visit the castle be-
fore dark ?" "Oh, yes, you have ample
| time"
| A steep climb up narrow street brings us
to the church of Greyfriars, fine, historic
building about four hundred years old. An
aged woman takes our admission fee, tries to
sell us pictures, and acts as our guide. After
showing US the church and the pulpit from
which John Knox preached, our female pilot
takes us to quaint old building across the
way where we find numerous interesting
relics of the shadowy past, and a young
Scotch lass who compels us to buy views of
Sterling" etc., etc. The ladies here sit down
in Queen Mary's coronation chair, while the
parson stands up in the old pulpit from which
Knox preached James the Sixth's coronation
sermon. At the door of this hospital we ex-
change our aged female conductor for little
dryed up old man of ninety-fve summers who
volunteers to guide us about the castle for
fifty cents an hour.