Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-04-07
Where Trihes Amuse.

OLD AGE and childhood share with great
gusto the pleasures offered in isolated Ber-
muda. Theaters there are none, and when
1 asked a nut-brown, bright-eyed, clever
little native if he had ever seen a circus he
looked at me in mute astonishment and
said: "No, sir; but would like to go over
to your big place and see one, and the ele-
phant, too" Happy little Bermudan, stay
where you are, ''far from the madding
throng" and the chestnuts that will soon be
cracked by men of great gall in the two and
three-ringed monstroslties under canvass!
The paste brigade has thus far spared this
contented isle, and the fend with the paint
pot has not yet disfgured the smooth faces
of the coral walls in the sawed
out quarries with legends of bank
rupt sales, liver regulators, great drives,
elixirs of life, condition powders, coraline
plasters, etc. The nature-scarring process
sion has not vet arrived, and when it shows
its head over the horizon the Bermudans
would act wisely if they established shot
gun quarantine. The first man to write,
''Take Snell's Centipede Cure" should die
on your little Gallows Island, whose
gruesome-looking remnant of a gibbet has
not for over century exposed TO the winds
from the south sea the bleached bones of
felon.
But there is the donkey cart A tiny,
semi-equine fellow, a two-wheeled over
grown baby carriage, a smooth road and
full-grown man at the reins is no uncom-
mon sight. The same picture with baby
fingers tugging at the leather that regu-
lates the long-eared little motor is on view
constantly. Taper fingers belonging to a
Murray Hill belle frequently guide the
diminutive beast through the scented high
ways, while her "tiger" sits with arms
crossed, and some people wonder which
jackass suffers most-the one in the shafts
or the one in the seat. 1t is perfect place
for all lovers of the road, whether astride or
hauled on wheels. Old age and youth
share and share alike in the invigorating
pleasures of gallop and roll over dustless
arbor-like paths that play hide and seek
with the sea and bend from barren stretch
to floral bower-always the same, but ever
changingl
And the walks. Over hill and down dale
the stroller wanders in a tireless, dreamy
way for hours. The sea-moistened air re-
freshes and no thirst comes; the strange
flower, shrub and tree becl1on him on, and
he only halts where wave and precipice
warn. No sign keep Off the Grassl'' pre-
vents him from treading on Natures velvet;
no ''Look Out for the Locomotiver' brings
up visions of an awful dissolution. The
only thing of this sort diplayed in Bermuda
reads: "Take notiee-All fowls found
trespassing on this place will be shotr'
1t is walk, talk, ride, sail, row, romp, fish,
eat, drink and be merry day in and day out.
The child trolics and the gray-haired look
on and are satisfied. For the tourist there
can be no business cares or engagements;
for the native there is sunshine, shelter,
neither heat nor cold, and little world full
of fruit and flowers. Truly
HIS life must be as joyous as birds in mating
time
No worry or no hurry, no struggles ,gainst the
stream;
A round of childish pleasures in a alotus-eating
cline
Fair sky above, blue sea below-a Paridisean
dream!