The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-11-29
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9 trings sn AK From Gladstone
ana PlSnder From tbs rlaruey
Stone.

an F--nder From tbs Elarney
Stone.
From the Ne10 York Sun.
OA leather seat in the office Of thu
oturtevant house yesterday aft srnoon sat a
man with an az balanced upon his knees.
Now and then he lifted the az, haniljns
1t awkwardly, yet lovingly, and then re-
paced 1t upon bis knee az though they or it
"eTe glass. InlS maa was tall and
raw OF bone, and his clothes
htted him uneaslly. His face was angular
aad capable Of great changes of expression.
MS eyes we're large and gray, AMI deep set
IN hls head He was Eageae Field, news
paper man, poet. humorist. HIS speech was
rapid and easy, and his manner was ''off
nand, as they say out west. He had lust
returned from six months of European
travel and seemed glad to be back. The
ex-but that is his story.
w hen was going over in the steamer"
SAID Mr.. Field, II planned how to get a
memento of Gladst )ne-not an ordinary
memento, but something peculiarly fitting,
yet different from what any one else had. |
saw paragraph in a paper. Mr.. Glad
stone mas gone to Rawarden for rec
reation aud will cut a few trees
1t came to me lie an inspiration. I
would get an ak. But how the devil would
get 1t! could not think of any way aud |
was In despair. Finally, / told friend of
mine In London about it. He said, Il can
help you. Write me a letter telling me-
how much you think of Mr.. Gladstone, and
how you would like to get memento.' |
wrote him a letter and went to bed with
the grippe. Well, one day when | was in
the throes package came-a Queer-look-
ing package. When opened it there was
tins ak. could not believe it was genuine.
So wrote to my friend and he sent me the
story. with the correspondence.
HE had written To a friend of his and
also of Gladstone-Prof. Oscar Browning
| of Kings College, Cambridge. Prof.
| Browning wrote to Gladstone, and in due
| time received this ak. He forwarded it to
me with bit of Latin verse that Andrew
| Lang afterward versifed in English. A
| literal translation wo I'D be something like
this: Across the ocean goes this ak,
| symbol not of war tut of peace; may it
| hew down the brush of dscord, and stand
forever as a sign of peace between
brothers, Then | sent Mr.. Gladstone this
| Bit of verse:
Where virtues wax
Shall go this ak
sign or pax
And not OF bellum.
SHOULD wrongs arise
| AS tempus flies,
Is bound TO fell EN-.
1.-THE old man wrote me letter of thanks
and modest depreciation. Pm going to have
the Latin inscribed upon silver plate, and
have the plate fastened to the handle"
This remarkable ak, which Mr.. Field
brings to these shores to be kept In Chicago,
is of great weight. The blade is rusty and
the edge is dulled. The steel is Clipped.
| The handle has many dents In it, Mr..
| EalH rdad his ,1riz xuith f,,1I of
tender pride. just think" said he, "this
blade has cut deep into many tree at
| Hawarden, aud the wielder is the man who
stands first in English politics. A man
with sensational play in London offered
me by letter 500 for the ak. He said he
was a woodman in one scene, and attempted
to murder the villain with an ak. He
| thought this particular ak would be a
great drawing card"
But Mr.. Field did other things for Chi
cago besides securing this ak. He brings
back chip of the Barney stone and bit
of the stone over Father Prout's grave.
NO. said Mr. Field. 81 did not kiss the
Blarney stone, but had a hard time get
ting this chip. told friend of mine who
was travelling in Ireland that wanted
chip. You see the Barney stone is on the
outside of the wall of Blarney Castle, and
to kiss it you have to walk along ledge
and stoop over while some one holds you.
Well, my friend went out with a ham ner,
and while his friends held him he Clipped
off pieces.
"But all the pieces dropped before he could
catch them. So they held CONSULATE IN
and then took an umbrella out with them,
and then opened the umbrella and caught
chip or two in it.
London is a great place for work-the
best ever found. 1t is always night there,
even in the day time, and then people let
you alone, don't hunt you out when you are
in hiding. | wrote seventy-six bits of verse
and ninety-eight letters, and did most of it
| in London"