The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1891-01-24

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mountain upon dreary, dead Bowee, q
II to crush every remaining silver Of IL
meager old shell.
II you came from London 10 Bow0
over the same coaCh.road as did NicholA
Nickleby, when nearing the end Of hi
dreafy Journey, "at about 9 O'Clock tina
might, he and Mr.. 6Queets aud the itttt
boys and their united luggage were pu
down at the George and New 1nn," yot
would have come by the old coach roaC
from London 70 Edinburgh and Glasgow
On leaving the ancient city Of York yoI
Would have struck into o highway 2,OO'
years old. Masses OF Roman leglonI
have swept, tide on tide, back and toril
over the same stone road Stern Agri
cola, the courtly Tacitus and Emperor
seryius himself, have ridden towards
the uncomfortable North upon it. Tht
latter left $1,000 OF bis army dead
among the Scotch mists and mountains
and with his face set towards Rome
and home, only reached York to die
OF his wounds and chagrin. It is the
great Roman Road OF england
Waiting, or Waithling, street, It IL
called. Away in the north Of York
shire, q few miles above Cattertck
Bridge, one stem Of this highway goes
on through Durham and Northumber-
land. and thence to Edinburgh. The
other swings around TO the westward,
itrayersipg Westmoreiand and CuEbef-
land through Carlisle to the great
Roman Wall, which once protected
Britain from the Californian hordes,
and thence, in a more modern coach
road, winds through the olden lovers
haven, Gretna Green, to Glasgow. On
this western stem, between the rivers
Tees and Greta, at the eastern edge oil
stanemoor, nearly surrounded by DESC
late moore, and in the northwest corner
OF Yorkshire, lies what Is left Of B1wes.
Coming on foot 10 Bowes from Kirk.
by Stephen, the wild, grand sweep OF
country usually visible from the top Of
stanemoor was denied. But 1t was a
treat 10 stand by Rsre Gross, unmolested
by witch or warlock, and recall the
meaning OF the gray old relic that had
stood there 70 aLnrdily for more than
800 years. William the Conquer, and
Malcolm, King OF Scotland, met here
With their armies to decide, by battle,
the boundaries Of their pective king.
doms. Instead OF fighting they wisely
f.asted. Wiser still, they decided that
the very spot should mark the boundary.
rhereupon they caused cross 10 be set
m. On one side was craven the
Image Of William; on the other,
that Malcolm. They named y
the Roi Cross, the "Cross of the Kings"
Time has corrupted the name to Rere
Cross. 1t has eaten away its images,
Topped of the arms and gnawed ont Its
head. But 1t ia Roi, or Rere, Gross still,
and marks the boundary Of the shires OF
York and Westmoreland to-day. 1t waa
the one thing to be cluDg TO as the storm
swept me over the mountain. The
night seemed to fall on Stanemoor as
though driven upon the earth out Of the
storm itself. Descending the eastern
decliyity the rosr OF invisible torrents,
the creation Of an hour, was terrible
Thanks TO the Romans who had built
that road it was broad, sure and as eter-
nal as Stanemoor itself. Whipped,
pounded and beaten along for
what seemed hours, my feet sud
denly struck cobblestones. Bowes ct
lastl No human being ever loved SO
much TO be in Bowes before. Bat where
was the Mace, afer all? Not candle
or lamp light cleaned from window
within IL. Here and there along the
zig gag street faint glimmer flushed
against some tiny panes. Peeripg with.
IL. old and palsied crones, bent and
trembling, were here and there seen
crouching over Pickering embers Of
meager fires, Drenched from rotten
thatches, startled by the m:lashed
trees. and now thoroughly frightened
with the prospect Of no resttng.placc for
the night, I felt my way along what
seemed to be the street'facade Of some
large structure, and, coming to its cor:
ner, shrunk along this, where ! halted
for a little, well out OF the full power OF
the tempest.
Scarcely had sufficient time elapsed to
permit my gettingmy back against the
building before there was startling
rush. The calves OF my legs
escaped the fury OF the object making 1t,
Int with return rush the ample tails Of
nv storm coat were gathered in q sort OF
yoiceless wise which only death or a
masters command can loosen. Few
were thesnufiles and snortings ausedby
the working OF the four.legged mechau-
ism. It's forces were exclusively de-
voted to effort. That effort was GER
taiply one Of bringing a prize
into port. Yielding without pro.
test to the spirit Of the occasion,
moved with It's movements, tackled with
It's tackings. In zig zag attitude otgen'
tie though unexpreRsiye inquiry, was
brought, now sidewise, now backwtse,
along vast open court, into stone arch
way, up stone stairs, down stone stair,
cases, through other stone archways, OIL
Of utter darkness, into little room not
ten feet square, where, beneath rows Of
copper measures, and behind a black old
mahogany bar nearly as high as bis
head, a gtinning, frowsy, puGy-iaced
publican was looking benignly down
upon a half.dozen gigantic Yorkshire
pioughboys. These, already well betud:
dled with liquor, and pounding the deal
table with their mugs were roaring out
q song about
"York, YORK for my monte;
hall the p aces ever did see,