Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-08-30

dates from the year HOO. Upon its walls
are the marks Of cannon balls fired at it by
Cromwen's soldiers, and the latter stabbed
their horses in its nave. It is said to be the
| hnest style of Norman architecture in this
country. As we sat at the window of the
room In the inn we could see the moon ris-
| ing above the towers and arches of this
landmark on the plain Of human life, and it
seemed to gather in dignity and beauty the
longer one gazsd.
In the morning we explored Its recesses
under the guidance of the sexton, whom we
reused from his morning couch to show US
the sights. The stone erucifx at the nuns
door of this church is the only one remain
lug in England. The next place of import
ance was Hustley, and in the chapel of the
town are the bodies of the Cromwell family.
In the churchyard of this Gray might have
composed his ''Elegy," SO suggestive is the
scenery round about of that described in
that famous poem.
WORKING FOB FIFTY CENTS A DAY.
On the way to Winchester we fell in with
what appeared on first sight to be tramp,
but on closer acquaintance he proved to Be
an ex-soldier in the British army, now work.
ing as day laborer. He had four in his
family, all young, and received the equiya-
lent of 80 cents day for hard farm work
he had been all through the In1ian mutiny,
had seen Mana Sahib and the Tai Mahal,
and was altogether very interesting COM
panion. The Brothers Home, near Win
chester, he pointed out as place where the
wayfarer could get glass of ale and q piece
of bread and butter free of charge, and
showed us the hill where the seven sleepers
slept seven years, which story he evidently
believed, as he pointed out the fact that
nothing would grow there now.
for 80 l.
fair sight as one could wish to see, and the
lines of Whittier's poem come up:
Round about the orchards sweep,
Apple and peach tree fruited deep.
Fair as garden of the Lord,
Over the mountains winding down
Horse and foot into Winchester town.
Winchester was the ancient capital of En-
gland, and is full of quaint and interesting
sights. Its cathedral, however, is the main
attraction and it is worthy of everything
said about it by either guidebooks or the
people of the town, who are justly proud
Of it. 1t is 5S7 feet in length, the largest
of any of the English cathedrals, and oc-
cupied nearly four centuries in its con-
struction-from the Conquest to the Re-
formation-and, what is better, it looks it.
THE GREAT BURIED THERE.
In its walls and vaults are entombed many
of the great ones of the land and the GAL
liant soldiers of the town and county are re-
membered in bronze tablets set into its mas
sive side walls. Here is buried William
Rufus, whose death-spot we had seen in
New Forest. Wilberforce also sleeps be-
meath its stones and many others famous in
history. The gentle Izaack Walton also
rests here.
But if all the points of interest were
touched upon there would be no end to this
already lengthy letter. So, with the state
ment that the walk ended at Winchester |
and that % miles were covered, that we |
were benefited in every way by the iaunt |
and would recommend any Pittsburger to |
do likewise next summer, if possible, the |
article will be brought to close with copy |
Of an epitaph from one of the tombstones |
In the cathedral churchyard:
In Memory Of /
Thomas Thatcher
AQrenadier In the North Rsge
Of Haunts' Militia, who died OK
anYdoient Fever contracted by drinking
small Beer when hot, the 18th day Of Nav.
I764, aged 20 years.
In grateful remembrance Of whose unfysrraI |
good will towards his comrades this stone
IL placed here at their expense, as a small |
testimony Of their regard and concern.
Here sleeps in peace Hamphire grenadter,
VINO caught his death by drinking cold. |
small beer,
Soldiers, be wise from his untimely fall
And when you're hot, drink strong or noeat |
all.
}. C THOMPSON, M. D