Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-09-05

VINO absolutely own their homes, save the
half dozen possessors of the great estates.
A COMMUNITY OF INvALIDs.
Nature and invalidism have made Bourne
mouth. The climate of Great Britain is
Death veiled in humidity, ever leaving in
nearly every household ineraldicable pull
monary disease. There are in the two
islands enough aristocratic invalids, or
titled and untitled rich people who have
this sort of invalidism in their families, to
build anywhere in England another city,
rich hand great as London, in which to house
them.
The pines, the sands, the sea and an
almost semi-tropical climate are found in
this magical city of the ''Englsh Riviera"
They altogether exist nowhere else in
Britain. This is solely why wilderness,
where heath covered, pine hid sand dunes
worth half century since less than $50 per
acre, has been transformed into a spot more
beautiful than the royal gardens at Kew,
where the same land in many instances has
q proft-making value of more than $500, 900
per acre!
Bournemouth is less than three hours
time from London, and is reached by the
London and Southwestern Railway. The
first scent of the sea Is got at Poole, Three
miles more and you are at Bournemouth.
There are Bournemouth east and west
stations These are set far out from the
crescent, pine embedded city, so that those
who come within the fairy place shall sep
no railway smoke and CRIME and never be
disturbed by the locomotives whistle.
There is no dirt nor poverty at Bourne
mouth. The most startling noise is the
swell ofthe great orchestral bands, Birds
sing here as in the wildwood. The prime
val forest is still standing, and the thren-
odies OF the wind in the pines go on and on
when night has stilled the birds.
A TROPICAL VEGETATION.
Where the people have felled the pines
they have planted rhododendrons, the ar
butus, the laurestina, myrtle and bay, and
myriad of other shrubs and evergreens
instead. These grow on the south coast in
almost tropical luxuriance. The silvery
Bourne, springing among the heath at Kin
son, scarcely more than blue thread here,
shows the Nsinuous valley depth, with the
wide, fair city gently ascending to the east
and west. Its journey is a pathway through
noble garden. just before it reaches the
city edge and the sea it wimples through an
ever green and ever shadowed arboretum,
sweet, solemn and still. These gardens are
interlaced walks, drivesand devious wooded
hooks, Avenues of ancient pines are softly
melodious here. The sun steals through
the vaulted roof in lecks and splinters Of
light. This Is the famous "Invalids' Walk"
The shore and the sea view at Bournemouth
are the most beautiful to be found In
Europe. The shore is perfect crescent,
facing the south, 12 miles in length, termi-
mating on the east in the bold Christchurch
head, and on the west in the still bolder
headland and stacks of the Old Harry
Rocks. The foreshore, penetrated by one
of the handsomest piers in England, is an
eighth of mile in width, golden and level,
with no pebble upon 1t as large as a pea.
Behind this, broken only where the Bourne
meets the sea and shows its sides terraced
with superb villas and almost palaces, is a
continuous cliff of pure sand, here and
there indented with tiny Chimes" The
cliff is from 100 to 800 feet in height All
the .'chines" are merry burrows for children
and lovers.
A NEI6HBORING HISTORIC CASTLE
At Corfe Castle, near by, one is reminded
that Sir Christopher Hatton SO loved the
place for its healthfulness that he induced
Queen Elizabeth to ALLEVIATE it from the
crown lands in his favor. The ivy does not
cling thicker to old Heron Court, the seat
of Lord Mslmsbury, than do literary asso-
Citations The founder of the family wrote
"Hermes," perhaps the greatest tome OF
reasoning since the time of Aristotle.
When its author entered the House of
Commons Charles Fox thought it no place
for him, for the greatest writer on gram
mar and harmony was sure, In Fox's opin-
ion, to find neither the one nor the other"
within that august body. The late Lord
Chancellor Cairns lived and died at Bourne
mouth, and is splendidly remembered in
the Cairns Memorial Hall Among the
heath hills of near New Forest you may
see the relic tree of King William Rufus,
and at Stony Cross Hill is the stone set up
to the memory of the same red-headed ruff
fan whom Tyrrel shot pnrposely or by ac-
cident.
Then there is the noble minister at |
the wonderful old Norman
priory at Christchurch, and everywhere
along shore, among the chimes and caves of |
Tilly Whim, mementoes of smugglers and |
pirates Not SO very long ago the freeboot- |
ers did thriving trade between this coast |
guards many time found their match in |
these daring fellows, and blood was let nearly |
rs often as brandy and tea were taken.
LOOSE IDEAS OF SMUGGLING.
The coastwise folk believed smuggling no |
crime, and one who lost his life battling |
against law died the hero's death. In Kin |
son churchyard you may still read this in
scription over the grave of one who fell by |
The hands of the crown myrmidons: 'aTo |
the memory of Robert Trotman, late of |
BOYD, in the county of Willis, who was bar
murdered on the shore near Poole
the oath March, 1865.
"a little tea, one leaf I did not steal,
For guiltless blood to God appeal;
Put tea in one SCALE human blood t'other |
And think what tits to slay thy harmless |
brother"
If there is shrine in England sacred to
,he poet Shelley it is here at Bournemouth. |
He was born at Field Place, in the county I
If Sussex, and was drowned in the Gulf of
5pezzia in July, 1922 His body was recoy-
cred and was inferred in the burial place at
Rome by Protestant strangers Mary
Woolstonecroft Shelley, his wife, died near
and was buried February,
-851. She was 81 years Of age at the time
If her death.
Their son, Sir Percy Bysshe Shelley, died
wo years since at the family seat, near
where his widow, Lady Shell
ey, still resides, They had no children,
md the title of baronet passed to Colonel
Shelley, of Arlington, near Winchester.
Che latter is a nephew to the poet and
cousin of the son, the late Sir Percy. In
he quaint old Priory church at Christ
hurch Head, at the eastern edge of Bourne
mouth, may be seen a beautiful memorial
o the poet and his wife. 1t is an exquisite
marble efigy of Shelley, recumbent, sup
,orted in the arms of his kneeling wife.
EDGAR L. WAKEMAN.
bwOMEN-Bessie Bramble calls attention
n her letter for THE DISPATCH to-mor-