Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1886-08-14
too, my dear read about them in the guide

| three prices: one FOR ourselves, tue people pt
| the town, that's very reasonable one for the
| winter residents, that's not 81 very htgh; and
| then we make special price for tie rank
| strangers y You will think they do, II you
come. Last OF all, you ask my advice about
| coming. DO you remember PtnrhS to the
young man about To marry . 1t - mIne, too,
| don't! Your loving friend,
| MARGARHr r. MAYS ARD.
| /, y l have Just asked Rawdon her
| opinion and she says that she can't md it
| IN here science to recommend u town where
| they allow"wild beasts like them halllgators'
| To he kept in yards aud to swim around
| loose in barrels In the shop windows She
| happened to notice big one tied to post in
| q yard once, and nan for her iiia, all the way
| from king street TO the san Marco Another
| time she saw paragraph i'll paper about
| Northerners never leaving without an alli-
| gator. Now she regularly looks under the
| bed for them every night "Most like the
| 'otel > swarming with them this VERY mo
| ment, num-" she SAYS, "iu haud-bONes and
| bath tubs ~ Then she gathered her skirts
| tightly about her with one hand, and pukes
| with the umbrella handle in the other, and
| gives a little scream at every poke. | asked
| her why she screamed, and She said, "Oh,
mum, hits for the hawlulness Off can't
| old i'll -
| | fancy Rswdon will be as relieved as to
| go, and we leave for Charleston next Mon
day. Come there instead. NJ. f. NJ.
IL.
From Mss Ea,Ry Eyhr-rf5s Lrr-sHrs (of
| Mass.
ST. AuoU~rINE, February -
| DEAR MRS. HILI,-l know auutie is writ
ing you, and sm sure that she is saying
! something hOrrtd about this dear, sweet,
quaint. lovely old town. SO have treacher-
| ously borrowed her paper, and a. YOU were
| so good as TO ask me to write too, | am going
to do it now, and send my opinions along 10y
the very same mail | am hoping that YOU
| will open my letter first.
Truly, dear Mrs Hill, Augustine Is lovely,
! The climate Is delicious, SOFT, Yet braCing.
| There is a good deal OF fog but the effects
| on the water are 50 exquisite that one doesn't
regret il, but quite the contrary. Mr. Sails
bury is very good with his yacht and takes
US sailing So often that mamma and | are
both in love with the bay. Every day, al
most we have a splendid sea breeze aud can
make ali the excursions by sail. | think
there Is no place like ST Augustine. | feel a.
though we're in Spain ami England and
America at the same time. 1t il most faSCi-
mating and romantic ; and | feel as though |
could never tire Of these narrow, winding
streets, with their funny little shops, where
You can buy alligator tooth iewelry, and
shells, and photographs and the dearest pal.
metto hats in the world. MIR. Salisbury
accuses me OF intending 20 open a shop, ! am
buying 50 many, and poor mamma sighS and
wonders how am ever going Iu carry them
alt hOme.
You speak of the walks and drives. There
is no end Of them. In the first place. there
is the town itself | send you some photo
graphs Arn't they perfect horrors ! took
them myself Mr.. Salisbury ''supplIoi the
human interest" " "a ne calls it, rs putting
himselfin the foreground. 1t il yuIte his
own fault that his hands look sogigantir,and
that he seems to have three of them in one OF
the pictures lie wOHld put them out and
wave them while the picture was going on.
lie said that he WAS representing zone OF Mr..
Cooks personally conducted tours-beiug
conducted" Isn't he quite too absurd
sometimes l wish the photographs were
good, though, for the houses are - pictur-
esque built Of this queer old cOguiua stone,
all stained and blackenet by IirhenS with
dormer windows and hanging balconies
| (why they hang, and don't break down il a
puzzle to me- and roofs that do a hundred
| fantastic things no other American roofs dare
| TO do-tWlst themselves into gables, project
over balconies, step down and then project
| or hop up and make the roof tor a side gal.
| lery. Now, don't you pine to walk past such
| houses? Why, the very names OF the streets
are tempting. King, St George, Hypolita,
kuna, Spanish, Treasury, Raya st Francis.
| TOlOmatO-don't they make you think of
| Meneudez and the IIugueuoLs, and the NInors
| and the English red-cOats marching in and
| Spanish signoritaS in black lace wells and
| the Seminole Indians, and the Inuuisiti0n
| and guitars, serenading, and everything
| else nice and romantic And isn't il inter
| esting to think that we are walking on the
| very pavement that the Spaniards made .
| There are lovely drives all about; and as for
| excursions, they are countless, Dy land or
| sea. Now the wild flowers are coming and
| l rave over them. Yesterday, mamma Nh
| Salisbury, and / went out on the Picnlata
| road and picked bushels OF jasmine. We
| lett the carriage, and got so interested (hnd-
| ing thicker and thicker trees-yOu know
| how that is) that mamma began to think we
| were devoured by an alligator, and was in
| an awful state of anxiety. Rawlon has man
| aged TO give mamma her notions about ALI
gators as beasts of prey Then, there are all
| the sails North Beach has such nice beach
| and the most fascinating shells. Matanzas il
| weirdly beautiful, with its ruined fort and
Its associations. And there j. a delightful
| excursion to Anastasia Island. You will
| laugh when you see the dToll little primitive
| horsecar and ridiculous shaggy white pony
| that Will meet you and take you over wooden
rails to the Lighthouse. There was such a
| load OF us, and ofcourse aunt Margie lifted
| mp her voice in behalf Of the beast "Rny."
| ! heard her saying, you mustn't whip him.
| how wonld you like 10 be whipped when
you were pulling load too heavy for your"
the place. She has tried three hotels,
and Is now at fourth. We are AT ths
| hrst of the discarded one=, and find it luxu.
rious but when told her So she only shook
| her head sadly, and said, - NJ Y dear Won are
| young you don't depend on your SOUP"
She has her locked bsth-tub and her Vienna
| coifee-pot and all her traps. RaWdou pets
out the tea things every afternoon at tour
| auntie collects all the old tsbhles she knows
1
| They snub me, and they are too old for me
| to snub them, and it is enraging. There il
one horrid old trump who Is always hinging
my age at me. What does nineteen Know
| OF the merits of a place ?" she says,-mean.
| ing me. Well, ! couldn't know much less
| than she does That il awfully il. .naturod
l do beg your pardon, dear Mrs. Hin,
and will talk about something else, uuick
You ask about the places of interest | am
sure one can't help liking the sea-wall (sucb
good walking and such magnificent view J.
and there are some sweet little city Gates
Cyou see them on all the preserve cans l. and
the cathedral is a Joy; but the best of All il
the fort. Isn't II wonderful to think of all
that those towers have seen,-hOw murh
triumph and what misery They were buiIt
by poor Indians and captives, you know
/ declare, when / reflect how cruel those
wicked Spaniards were, take solid comfort
in thinking of De Gourgues, and of how
Drake burned the fort and pIllaged the town
only wish he had burned up old MenendeZ
IN IL just picture that cruel Old thing
wheedling the poor shipwrecked Frenchme5
into surrendering, and then going OFF and
drawing that cross in the sand, with his
lance And think Of those poor, unsus-
picious men, with their hands tied behind
lheir backs, coming ten at time and
then just AZ soon as they reached this
fatai mark, the Spaniards stabbing them
dead You will remember that when Won
walk along the Matsnzas beach. Matan.
zas, Place OF Slaughter ISN'T II
rightly named? Did you know that OscsoIa
was confined in the fort before they sent him