The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-11-25
London Amt in with Duluth.

NJ. Thomas Nelson Page, who is un-
estionsbly the foremost Of contemporary
Virginians in literature, has been in Europe
several months He is excee dinghy fond of
London for here better than in any other
place in the world can he feed his love for
things which age and Renaissance have
rendered beautiful. Page is poetic
to degree, writes Eugene Field
in the Chicago NeUs. He writes
still. he loves TO invest the commonplace
Of life with poetic thought. He is by no
means a sentimentalist. He detests every
thing that approaches TO the nnaudlin and
the hysteFical. but sees life and nature
through reverential eyes, and that is why
he sees in life more of beauty, Of wisdom,
of tenderness and OF pathos than very
many Others see.
The other morning-it was sunny and
balmy, for wonder-Mr. Page made up
his mind 20 stroll about London. That
might involve many hours of walking. but
he had sagaciously mapped out little
route which would not require more than
two hours, and yet would include
view Of several notable spots. A
Mr. Hinton accompanied the famous
Virginian This Mr.. Hinton halls
from Duluth, Mimi. young mal full of
| the most exuberant American spirit and
beautifully provided with means where
with TO crafty laudaole desire for travel.
| Mr.. Hinton liked Mr. Page because Mr..
Page was 80 darned well up in history and
things and Mr.. Page liked MIR. Hinton for
| his exuberance and candor. The twain
| were wholly congenial.
They started out Of Bolton street and
walked no PiccadiIly, Mr.. Page calling has
| friends attention 20 the dingy residence of
| the Baroness Burdett Coutts and the old
house occupied by the Duke OF DevonShire,
| where, as Mr.. Page had discovered, there Is
to be sesn the finest collection of old play
| bills in the world "Here," said Mr.. Page,
| pausing moment in his course, here is
| the Old White Horse cellar, before which
in the old mail coaching times was to be
seen what Hazlitt speaks of as the finest
sight in the metropolis-the setting off of
the mail coaches in Piccadilly. The
splendor Of those days has vanished, yet
here stands this old trysting spot, a monu-
ment to departed glory"
AS they passed Arlington street Mr..
Page pointed out where Lady Mary Wort
ley Montague used to live and Horace Wal
pole as well. Mr.. Hinton was inclined to
pause in front of st. James Hall to see
what the negro minstrels were going to
play shat evening, but Mr.. Page urged
him forward and the two crossed the circus
and presently made their way into Lei
cester square, which historic locality in
spired Mr.. Page to let loose flood of
wiles, Robert Sidney. George H., the Duke
of Cumberland. William Hograth, Joshua
Reynolds, Sir Isaac Newton. and other
people who at some period in their lives
lived in this quaint old locality.
So betimes the twain drifted down
through Trafalgar square and around to the
right ioto Charing Cross and Whithall,
viewing with increasing interest the lovely
old landmarks on each side.
'How truly remarked Mr.. Page, "how
truly has it been said that in this place
every step we take is upon ground sacred
to hundred memories
Naturally enough, his approach to the
spot wherein Charles l. was executed re.
called to Mr. Page scores of instructive
anecdotes and Illustrations and very many
appropriate bits from the best poets. He
made no effort to restrain his feelings, and
his companion, Mr. Hinton, heard him with
respectful attention.
'How long did you say he has been dead?
asked Mr.. Hinton, at last.
more than 200 years." answered Mr..
Page. Just think of it; here are we to-
day standing upon the very spot where
centuries ago, that amiabe and kingly
king fell martyr to unbridled, ferocioui
fanaticism! Is not the thought overwhelm
ingp
Eyes, that's the trouble said Mr. Hin
ton. Il don't feel like kicking, but I've
been travelling around for an hour two ex-
pecting to see something connected with
somebody now on earth. You've beer
mighty kind and interesting, Mr.. Page, auc
I've enjoyed your talk. but would you mine
telling me if theirs anything TO see here il
London that hasn't been dead two or thre,
hundred years9"
WHAT" cried Mr.. Page, simply aghast
Can 1t be- possible that you do not appre
ciate the beauty of these historic, thes
> grand old things~
20. yes, | suppose they're all right 50 IA
, as they GO" said Mr.. Hinton, 'but, you see
= we Duluth folks amt much on ancien
{ truck. What I'd like TO see, IL they hav,
r 'em here. would be some OF their grain Gle
7 vators, with trains backing in or out, o
some Of their lumber RATS. l want to Sc
life, that's what I'm here for. As far as
1 caa ia ige the people over here simply ain
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