The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-09-14

memory of Elizabeth Walbrdge, the Dairymans
Daughter, who died May 80 1901, aged thirty
one years She being dead yet speaketh." Or
the tomb of the schoolmaster or church-clerk
whose epitaph, should think, had been written
by some lad who had felt the switch of the
pedagogue and took post-mortem vengeance:
"In yonder sacred pile
His voice wont to sound;
And now his body rests
Beneath the hallowed ground.
He taught the peasant boy
To read, and the pen
His earthly tolls DER,
He's cried his last amen"
Or, If you fond of antiquities, you viii go to
Carisbrooke and see the room where Princess
and death of her father Charles T. was found
dead with her head on the open Bible, at the
text, Come unto me all ye that are weary and
heavy laden and will give you rest" Or, if
fond OF tragedy, you will stand on the bank at
sundown and look off upon the water where a
few years ago the Eurydce sank with all
board under sudden squall. A gentleman de-
scrlbed the scene and how the bodies looked
as they were brought upon the beach. Oh. how
wonderful for all styles of interest is this Isle of
Wight! The bay, the yachts, the hills, the
mansions, the harbors the bridges, the seventy
two thousand souls, augmented by the Temporal
ry population from the sweltering cities-Vent-
nor and Underclif and Shanklin Chine and
Blackgang. The isle, twenty three miles long
by thirteen wide, is one great dream of beauty
What trees arch it! What streams silver it!
What flowers emboss it! What memories
haunt i'll
."The sparkling streamlet joyous, bright and free,
Leaps through the rocky chine to kiss the sea-"
Memorable among my wanderings during the
summer of 1885 will be the day spent on the
Isle Of Wight. The long storm of weeks lifted
that morning and there were gardens above as
we'll as gardens beneath groined roof of cloud
over tesselated pavements and field. Fleets sail
ing the sky Boats racing in the bay, and regat-
tas Of clouds on the sky. The scene seemed let
down. out OF heaven on two crimson pulleys OF
sunrise and sunset. If you want to mingle with
the jolly masses of England let loose for holi-
oay, 60 to Brighton. If you want to see the
highest fashion of the realm and relieve the
plethora of an apoplectic pocket-book, 90 to
Scarborough. But if you want to dream of
sunshine, make your pillow somewhere on the
blissful and enchanting Isle OF Wight.
From this scene we take express train for
Scotland, and alight in the evening at a hotel
halfway between Edinburg Castle and Holyrood
Palace.
There is something about the Scotch character,
whether meet it in New York, or London, or
Edinburg that thrills me through and through.
Perhaps it is because have such a strong tide of
Scotch blood IN my own arteries. Next to my
own beloved country give me Scotland for resi-
dence and grave The people are in such down
right earnest. There is such roar in their
mirth, like tempest in the ''Trosachs." Take
Glasgow audience, and speaker must
have his feet well planted on the
platform or he will be overmastered
by the sympathy of the populace They
are not ashamed to cry, with their broad palms
wiping away the tears, and they make no at
tempt at suppression of glee They do not
simper or snicker or chucke. Throw joke
into Scotchmans ear and il rolls dcwn to the
center of his diaphragm, and then spreads out
both ways toward foot and brow, until the emo
ton becomes volcanic, and from the longest
hair on the crown of the head to the tip end of
the nail on the big toe there IS a paroxysm of
exclamation. No half-and-half about the Scotch
character. What he hates he hates. What he
likes he likes. And he let's you know it right
away. He is altogether Liberal or altogether
Tory. His politics decided his religion decided
Get him right, and he is magnifcently right
Get him wrong and he is awfully wrong
landed fairly on his feet in this world. he has
made up his mind, and he keeps it made up. If
he dislikes fiddle in church, you cannot snug
gle it in under the name of bass viol. We like
persistence. Life is so short that a man cannot
afford very often to change his mind. If the
Israelites in the wilderness had had few Scotch
leaders, instead of wandering about for years,
they would in three weeks have got to the
cided.
But national characteristics are gradually
giving way. The Tweed is drying up. The
Atlantic ocean, under steam pressure is becom
ing Fulton ferry. When | asked John Bright
if he was ever coming to America, ne said NO.
America comes to mel" Besides that, American
breadstuffs and American meats must have
their effect on European character. All careful
observers know that what men eat
nightly affects their character. The
missionary among the Indians, COM
pelled to live animal food. gets some of
the nature of the aborigines whether he will or
not. The Anchor llae of steamers going to
Glasgow takes great cargoes of American meats
to Scotland. The meat of animals butchered in
America is kept on steamers in cool draught
especially arranged for that purpose. The meat
market of Scotland is being revoutionized. The
Scotchman eating American beef, and American
mutton, and American venison becomes partly
American. English farmers deplore the coming
in of 80 much American breadstuffs The En-
glishman eating American wheat and American
rye, and American corn must become, in part
AmericaniZed. And here is an element of safety
which political economists would do we'll to
recognize The cereals and the meats of one
nation becoming the food of the other nation-it
prophesies assimilation and brotherhood. 1t
will be very difficult for American beef to fight
American beef, and American mutton to fight
American mutton, and American corn to fight
American corn, though it may be found on the
opposite side of the Atlantic. The world is
gradually sitting down at one table and the
bread will be made of Michigan wheat and it
will be cut with Sheffield knives. The rice will
be brought from Carolina swamps, and cooked
with Newcastle coal, and set on the table in
Burslem pottery. while the air comes in through
the window upholstered with Nottingham lace
And Italy will provide the raisins, and Brazil
the nuts and all nations add their part to the
universal festivity. What a time of accord when
all the world breakfasts, and dimes, and sups to-
gether. IT, DEWITT TALMAGE.
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