The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1890-08-10
IN AND OUT OF DUMFR|ES
A Place Full Of Pleasures for the
Lover Of Robert
Burns.
The ExOiseman's Famous With
cism at the Expense Of
the Priests.
His Rallving Song tho Saving Grace Of I'm
couth Mid-Steeple.-Many Other
Familiar Places.

DuMTR1Es. Scotland, July 15.-To the WIS.,
tor at old Dumfries town, if he be a lover
of Burns, there await almost endless pleas
ures within and near the ancient burgh, in
the constant and. to the stranger. unex-
atty. Indeed I do not know of another
spot in the whole world where the place
itself and the whole country roundabout
seem to have taken on such anlindividuality
and permanent coloring from the brief
presence of one man. We place beloved,
sanity Whittier at Danvers town. But his
work and personality are lntensest in our
minds along in the dark days before the
great conflict, and in thought We see the
man, Whittier plainest, when and where
his burning words had their most aggressive
power. Good old DR.. Holmes shines along
in beatsu path upon which he has cheerily
trundled for more than quarter
of a century between Cambridge and
Beacon street. and on to the
Atlantic Monthly Office. Where shall we
ind locale for Lowell, sweet and stately
bard and man? Those who in secret have
wept and smiled over the tender pages of
sDream Life" and ''Reveries of a Bache-
lor.' only know in dim way that some
where between the Connecticut hills there
is still doughty old farmer, Tx Marvel"
pottering among his stumps. stone walls
and early vegetables. Who can tell of one
nesting place where Willis was, save in the
brief hours by "The Bridge in the little
backwoods cabin: and his noble sister,
Fanny Fern died, Parton tells us, without
being able to find the house in Portland in
which she was born, and which she SO bit
terly longed to know? Where is most left
the seal of the personal presence of Haw-
thone-at Dingley's. at Concord, or at Sa-
lem3 There is but one spot where
We can put our loving hands on
Poe; at the Fordham cottage where
the poet. his dying wife, Virginia.
and her devoted mother starved in gloom
and obscurity. Irving's personal presence
remains fixed at just three places-Sunny-
sioe' az the Old Dutch church. Tarrytown,
Two Alcotts preat-souled father and drudp-
ing, tender-hearted daughter, made Concord
more famous than did Emerson. whom va
1eel We can only find behind the prim, white
walls OF the prim, white house Of the Lex
anRton road, and beneath the great Scotch
Hollow cemetery. The spirit of Thoreau,
intangible and fleeting of communion and
companionship as his own wanderinos
seems but now and then to hover about and
haunt the reeds OF sedgy Maiden pond, az
finding vanishing embodiment in the
lonely bittern's mournful CIV. Even ths
master-singer, Longfellow, left but fon,
songs by which We may trace hi,
identi6catiOn with the first twent,
years of his own life at old Portland
town; and for nearly all the remainde,
Of his. Tins and work our mind-pic
ture Of the man i With his calm face ben
over his library desk in CFagie- house. Cam
bridge. Shall " look for Carlyle at Eccle
1eeban. Craigenpattock or at CHELSEA
who're Il tbs one shrine ct which We shal
Ind Dyren3 The whole Of old England ans
- tiny hraas plats sunk In the pave q
WestminGtss Aebsy eoafaee the mind ana
elese14zaessl sslA Disksaa Whes