The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-10-30

Where hs1ves ile turf IN man rnolierlng
Eecp
Ksca in bis narrow cell forsv IT laid,
/ Inc rude forefs,hers Of the hamlet sleep.
I Tire hrsozy call OF incense breathing morn.
( IRe swallow twisteriRK from the straw built
kre1.
Tue Geek shr.iI clarion or the echoing horn.
No more shell rouse them from their lowly
Again are lines from the "EIegy" chosen
| Tor the inscription on the western facade:
| Hard by y0n wood, now smiling as ia scorn
autterinR his Maynard fanci-s ne would rove
| Now dropping, woeful. wan, ike one for.orn,
Or crazsd with care. or crossed in hopeless
| love.
| One morn missed him on the accustomed hill
Aloag the heath, and n ar his favorlte tree;
Another came; nor yet beside tie ri
| Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he
From your present station at the Lnonu
ment YOU have only to turn and face the
| west FOR as sweet d prospect-one altogether
! hidden as you entered the lodge gate-as
ever human eyes beheld Across a lawn.
like open field Of clover, almost musical
| from the hum OF murmuring bees, is seen.
to the right the remaining huge gatdes and
| chimney s, almost completely covered with
ivy, # Stoke hall, the ancient manor house.
| Here once lived the noble families of the
huntln gdohs, the Cokes and the Cobhams
where Queen Elizabeth became ena mored OF
| her one time regal enter aiumeut. DAVIS
chatters about the old chimueys aud gossip
In the branches OF the lofty trees Ancient
greatness aud statelineFs with picturesque
ana even VII some decay charm the on
locker In every lew OF old Stoke hall
To the left and some what farther away
across gently rolling and velvety lawns, the
beautiful vista being bounded on eithe, side
oy some OF the richest park forestry in
England, Is seen the dazzingly white GU
lines OF the splendid Stoke hall Of to-day.
Before IL and still to the south, a CLEAN IT
| shlDmering blue hints Of an extensive arti-
| fetal sheet OF water. Behind it, to the
right. Is lofty pillar nearly 100 feet 10
hight, surmounted by heroic figure of Sir
| Edward Coke, Eliza his attorney and
chief justice Of the kings bench,
whose career and writings are
familiar TO the legal profession
tags he was once lord of Stoke manor But
the prIncely manor house which ends the
vista and whose VIII to colonnades gives the
| impression that lawn and forest enchant the
eve to rest upon some far, fair palace built
| by fairy hands, was the work Of the Penn
family, principally OF John Penn, the
founders second son by bis second wife
| An Americans vivid fancy prompts a pro-
prietarV, or kindred. feeling here; and you
are heartily glad you can find in England
better memorial to this eat family than
the tablet TO Admiral Penn in s.. Mary
Radcliffe church, Bristol, or the grass
chOked grave of the grand old Quaker, Will
lam Penn, In lonely Jordan's meeting house
grave-garth.
Squarely before you, to the west, not 500
yards away, an exquisite gem Of scenic
reality In the setting Of this unequaled rural
picture, stands old Stoke Poges church,
surrounded by it, hallowed cure yard
fadeiess in she memory aud heert of man
for just four lines Of the tenderest poetry
ever penned-
Beneath those rugged ems, that yew trees
Where heaves the turf in many a mod'ring
heap,
Each in his narrow cell forever laid,
The rude fore ashers of the hamlet sleep.
At no old world shrine will your heart so
leap and thrill WITH supreme grslified ex-
pectancy. There is elation, indeed intoxi.
cation in the perfection Of your realization.
an sure your experience is an universal
one. Expressions falling from the lips OF
differing types Of Americans in my presence,
on different occasions. fully illustrate tn 8.
One was by prim Ohio matr IN who looked
upon the old and new manor houses and
then the little church and yard In a matter
OF fact way for time, aud then said briskiy
70 her handsome daughter standing near:
If Gray had ever written about this
place different than he did, he would have
been Dlaguy fool; aud that's all I've got to
say about itl'
A plain New England schoolma'am came.
She mad walked from Slough to save oar
rage hire. She had tot cd and scrlmpsd
many years to get 70 few OF these old
world shrines.
20. she said with tears of joy filling her
gray, fine eyes, "to have worked and saved
my whole life. with the surety CT finding it
40 true to my heart picture OF is all, would
have indeed been lifelong pleasurer
A wealthy ranchman from Wyoming
who came in a carriage, mind YOU, and
tipped" everything and everybody from
Slough to Stoke, nos forget lug myself In
his kindly feeling, because 1 was able to
point out few trifling things he might
have overlooked, voiced the same idea in a
different way:
II used to parse that stuff of Gray's
when was a boy, down in our Mohawk
valley village school, till the internal 'Rim-
mering landscape of every klnd Of gram
mar was eternally fading from my sight.
But 1t worked up regular longing to some
time come aud sort OF stand around where
Gray loafed, Now that I'm here the whole
thing takes hold of me hard. My friend,
that fellow, Gray. rounded up things here
squarep
And so he did. Postry Is truly revelation
through melodious words. But it must be
true. not false, revealmsnt; or you and |
and the Wyoming genuine critic are GER
soin W SSOP o0 tno ugly odrs Oh unreallty
and Jaw.
You will saunter lovingly among the
graves for q little. meantme getting &C
Qusintsd with old Joseph Lowell, for many.
many years the sexton here, and his wife:
DO. b nearly 20 years Of age, but chirpy as
cricksts and brown and hard as nuts They
are making bit Of hay among the mounds
as is their right and their only fee, aside
from that from bursls, for which joseph
gets "four bob (shillingg fur the big Jus,
an two for the little uns"
The church itself Is little old tumble of
stone and wood, low aud wide, with two
low gables facing the ct and gradually
merging into one peak at the west d. it
has one Of the Oldest porches to be found in
England. On the norJn side is a huge 10 y
tower, nearly as large as the body Of the
church, from the F OF whose crumbling
Norm N battlements rises a tall and very
slender wooden spire. The entire church to
above the base OF the spire is msssed and
matted with ivy, and is an inspiring picture
Of mellow antiquity and hall9wed reposs.
At tue east end, just beneath the vestry
window AID but a fe feet from the church
wall, 10 the ancient low altar tomb Of the
Grsys On the slab is cut the famo in
scription By Gray himself In memory Il his
aunt, Mary Antrobus, aud his m ,ther,