Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1890-04-18


White Horse is over two hundred
years old and has sunken-in, moss
covered roof. Nothing but the neces
sity Of being at Southampton to
meet friends on steamer, due posi-
bly, the next day, took us away from
that charming village in such
hurry. To make long matter short,
our friends having safely arrived, we
all went up TO London together, and
there l hardly know where to begin
my story, did such lot OF sightsee-
ing. and did it so thoroughly. Among
the lions / saw were the National
Gallery, with the dear old familiar
Landseer prictures; the Dore Gal
lery Kensington Museum; Madame
Tussaud's; the Tower; ST. Paul's and
Westminster Abbey; besides a day
spent al Windsor and one at Hamp-
ton Court. Oxford and Regent
streets. Piccadilly and the Strand
were always attractive for short
walks, and found that life had new
joys in store for me, when | took my
first ride on top of n London omnibus.
Ny favorite trip was from Oxford and
Regent street to the bank. This
takes one past no end of interesting
places, among others Christ Hospital,
where often saw the blue coat boys III
their play ground. l. and myse (
spent nearly all entire day walking
about kensington, besides once
making an afternoons visit TO Mr.
I Watts studio at Little Hol and
House. One memorable day, l.,
another young friend of hers and my
self. secured hanson with an old
reliable driver we'll known to our
landlady, and then in spite of entreat-
les and remonstrances from all the
elders and betters of the party, We
went out TO whitechapel, and did the
entire quarter; our driver pointed
out the exact location OF the last
murder. | must say that New York
sluns are much more "slummy'
than those Of Whitechapel. did not
see the famous Seven Dials, but
Whitechapel was Disappointing. In
the first place | had expected TO see
tall tenement houses, and dark lanes OF
trees. The Whitechapel buildings
are mostly two storied, and narrow
streets are the exception. But the
people look poor enough, and sad
enough. 1t was at the time of the
great dock-vard strikes, and daresay
there was all extra amount ofpoverty
among them, but it was all unaggres-
sive kind Of quiet, hopeless poverty.
The principal business Of the place
seemed 10 be secondhand clothing,
such forlorn garments as hung out
from the greasy, dirty little shops
and some of the food displayed for
sale looked rs if it might be desirable
only as an alternative from starvation.
We saw very few people in the streets
and those appeared not TO be III the
least curious about us. | fear they
were too poor To have much interest
in anything. That same afternoon
we did Belgravia, so as to see the
greatests contrasts of London pow
ertv and wealth. The dwellings Of
the rich are not outwardly so very
splendid, but they all look like
homes. The grandest ones have
about them all air of cosy comfort
such as one generally associates with
much smaller houses. | shall have
to leave Hampton Court Windsor
and Mr. Watts studio for another
| letter, as all account of the hours and
hours that | spent hunting up Dick
/ ems localities. The out Of the way
| places | went to, and the delightful
experiences | had, are worthy OF "a
separate chapter. Florence Dombey
and the Marchioness and Little Dorrit
and David Copperiield and all the
rest of those dear shadows, seem
more real tnan ever now tnat | nave
/ seen exactly where they lived.
| don't know what money | would take
/ for the remembrance OF my Dickens
tramvs. So much for day time pur-
suits, evenings there were the the
/ atres, and we saw the opening OF
/ line dramatic season at the savoy,
Prince Of Wa.es, Haynarket, &c.
OF course the great event OF the
season was the opening of the Lyceum
theatre (Mr. Irving's) with u new
play. The Dead Heart strongly sug-
gests Dickens Tale OF Two Cities,
/ but believe that the play Was writ
ten before the novel. 1t ls beautiful
and beautifully staged at the Lyceum,
and 50 splendidly acted as 10 be raised
/ flom meludrama to the rank oI Irag
/ edy. / cannot give you a better clue
10 the motive Of the entire play than
/ the opening lines, Il few verses when
/ W Ill 4uOAe anu pei iupS AIA0bNDNN(
from melnOry.
"Whois this IN gaudy guise
rant auu patches Ou neT lace
Wee sIIs spaTkIIuB IA her eyeS
IoIIuUtIOu turks Denealh heT lace,
'lls gay Versailles! lie Gay NSisali.ei
AT her portals Lazarus dies,
NuItuIeB Iced upon has bones,
/ GIVE us bread poor rams cfIes
And our TuIers give us stones.
The reign Of vice is nearly o'er,
On tOIteT.Hy threads our y radts dance.
There nope IUT mt, There hope IVT you
There's hUpe lor men anu women tOO,
There hope .OG rance.
And then the play goes on, but not
in verse. The time Is before and dur
ing the revolution, place Paris. Rob
ert Landry talented young sculptor
(Mr. henry Irving, Is betroIhed 10
Cathriue Uuval MISS Ellen Terry who
/ il also loved Dy The Young Count de ST