New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1890-09-14

had SAID, wHllc the mnrdcr OF hEHo ""' "o'"o
Surely, having SO injured n woman, any man
with eyes to mi2ht have OWNED his iatc, III
the perfect calm of her heavenly face and tn"
quiet tones OF TINT gentle voice, al such moment
as that At the hrcsidc tragedies are acted -
and tragic enough must have been the scene OF
that meeting. apart from human gaze. in the
chamber Of crime and death. No other relic OF
Mary Stuart stirs the Imagination as TINS
mirror dcss-nncss perhaps. il hc that little ebony
cruciiix, once owned and rcvcrcnccd hy Sir Walter
Scott and now pously TREASURED at Ahbo:sford-
which she held in her hands wien SHE went to her
death in the Lall Of folcrincav Castle.
Ioyrood Palace in Mary Strar's time was
not of its present shape. The tower containing
he, rooms WAS standing. and from that tower the
bnildiny extended eastward Ia the Abbey, and
then il hroadcHcd IT, tho S,uth. Much Of tins
huilling destroyed by ire In l;ii and a-ail
in CronIwcls time. bat both church and Iril.c"
were rebuilt. The entire south side. with ITS
tower that looks directly toward the crass. was
added in the later period Of Charles the Second
The furniture in Mary Suart's room Is mostly
spurious but the rooms are genuine. Nusn.
thus. and mnch striving T." reconstruct those
STRANGE scenes Of the past IN which that
lcaut.tIl, DANGEROUS WOMAN bore 81 gi"a'
Il part. the pilgrim siroIls away int"
the Canonratc -oncc clean aHd elegant.
now 50 squalId and no>onr-and still the s'"rr'i
figures Of history walk by IA, side come 20
meet him AT every Close ana Wyni. John kn"N.
H"lrrt Burns, T"bil, Sinolrit. Dyid llHine,
Dugalh Stuart, john Wilson, Ilugh Millrr-t'Ly
led onward by The blythe and gra"Iou, Duchess
Of Qu~ishcrry. and DR.. johnson. escorted by th"
ahcctionate and faithful Iainc, lrswcll, the best
biogra phcr that ever lvcd-thc>r and many m"rr,
the Irttrrcd WORTHLESS Of long ago. throng into this
haunted street and glorify II with the rrkind"d
>plrndors Of other days. lou can never liz Lonely
here. This it is thar makes the place 80 eloquent
and 80 precious. For what did thesc men IY"
and labor? To what were their shining talents
and wonderful forces dcv"i"d' /" the dissent
nation Of learning; I" tn" emancipation Of the
human mind from III" h"ndarr "f error; :" Tia"
ministry Of the bc1u'iful-and thu; I" the "d-
vanccincui Of the human race III material com
fort, IN gent cucss Of Thought, IA clarity OF con
Duet i'll refinement 81 manners, AID in that
spiritual oxidation hy which, and Only hy which,.
tie ira" progress Of mankind IS Al once nrc"in-
pl>hcI and proriain."d.
Iiu, tic dark h., come and Il IS sketch ~ ~
EdInlurg!l ranhr shall end with IL" picture that
closed IT,, o,vn magnificent day Won are stand
ius on tie rocky summit of \rihrr's seat. From
that superb mountan peak y"ur ga/r takes IN Ia"
whole capital together with tlIc country III every
direction for many miles around. Tn" evening
is mncurnm"niy clear. only III TIC west dcn>''
masses ri black cloud are thicLlv plcd upon each
other, through which the sun II sinking, red and
snllcn with menace nf tie storm Elsewhere and
overhead the sky Is crystal, and Of PALE deli
cate blle 4 cold wind blows br,kly from the
cast and sweeps million sir"ainrrs OF white
smoke in turbulent panic over the darkrninr roof,
Il. 81. -, ..ll 1..
Lomond Hills are disructly visible across the
dusky level Of the Forth which stretches away
toward the ocean. ore broad sheet OF
plimrncrng s,ccl-iis marlin intcnlcd with
many graceful bay. and the
li,tlr islands that adorn it shining like stones
Of amethyst SIT in polished flint. few brown
sails are visible, dotiing the waters. and far To
the east appears the graceful outline of the Isle
Of May-which was the shrine of the mariyrrd
81 Adrian-and the lonely, wavr-hcatcn H,ss
Rock, with its millions of sclenlls and solan
geese. Busy. Lciih and picturesque N"wla,rn,
and every little village the coast is sharply
d, fined IN the frosty light. At your feet is 81.
lronards. with the tiny cottage of Jcannio
Dams. Yondcr, in the south. are the gray
rulnS Of tIhigmilan Caste-omce the fav0ritr
summer home of the Queen Of Scots now open To
sun and rain; moss-grown and dcsoatc. and
swcp, by every wind that blows. More east
ward the eye fingers upon Cranberry Hill. where
Mary surrendered herself to her mobiles just
before the romantic episode Of Loeb Lcvcn
castle, and far beyond that height the sombrr
fields, irnerscalcd by green hawthorn hedges
and nmny -cOlOrch with the various h,cs of
pasture and harvest. stretch away to the hills
Of Iammcrlnoor and the Valleys Of Tweed and
Fsk Darker and darker grow the gathering
shadows Of the CLEANING. The lights begin 10
twinkle in the city streets. The echoes Of the
rifles die away in the Hunters Bog. a piper
far of is playing the plnintvc Scotch music Of
"Whcrc tell me where. is my Highland laddic
gone And your steps descend the crng
the moon, nearly at the full shines through
"a gamzy mist, and hangs above the mountain like
n shield of gold upon the lowered citadel Of
night. w. w.
PEANUTS AND THE NELODRAuA