Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1892-03-15
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The Scotch moors. as / saw them ID
Jlly, are airead y fading in my memory
into soft harmonious ningling Of rus
set and green. for the heather was not
yet purple; but the SIM caught the spray
II a MOUNTAIN rivulet tun bling on its
rocky way, Or turned more vivid the III
tense green Of those patches Of verdure
In the midst Of the brown If the heather.
which we think seem 40 unnatural when
artists who paint in the highlands traus-
fer them to canvas These high lights
stay by one when the hills and a1l the
ordinary features Of that charming Scot
land melt into the dimmest Of memories.
One Of these summers high lights was
visit to the queen : private apartments
at Windsor. don't know what red tape
and long waiting and diplomatic refer
ence it took to get the permit. / only
know that the theughtfnI American girl
who remembered me and made me one
Of the four who were to invade the
sacred precincts conferred much pleasure
on me, and even though we were all 90
disappointed In what we saw. it was hui
man, was it not, to be delighted to 20
where few enter
We looked upon the herd Of common
ers who fled BY Us in the wake Of the
cicerone, who every honr takes throngs
of sightseers through the main part Of
Windsor castle Their hands were red
with Baedekers, but we loftily ignored
guidebooks for one day.
There We're but three high lights there
to remember. One was General Cor
don's Bible. before which ! could have
knelt. for is WAS the well worn book Of q
soldier who took it into the tented field
as his companion
There is no inistakins book that has
been read, the very way it lies open, the
invisible marks of reverentiaI fingers,
the color OF the paper which the open air
produces.
1t disturbed me to see it in hideous
little glass casket all ornamentation and
filigree- Very fine in its way, suppose,
and taking many pounds cut Of the
hero's sisters pocket. who gave it to the
queen, but SO inappropriate to the sim
pie life of that heroic soul, that martyr
70 the mistakes of his country.
TWO MARBLE STATUES.
The second high light in the queen .
own domieile was the view from the
state drawing room windows of the
avenue stretching miles and miles away.
1t was sunny and bright. for some far.
back English sovereign or his wise gar
dener had, perhaps, evidently believed
that with al his possessions there was
nothing quite equal to the God given one
Of sunshine, and SO there WIS wide
strip of the greenest turf in the world on
either side of the drive. There were no
parterres. no fountains or statues. sim
ply this broad open spr ce. where her
majesty could walk'or drive for miles,
hidden by the forest trees on either side
from the staring eyes of the public.
The third high light in those drearily
magnificent palace corridors was the life
size modelling Of thequeen and the prince
consort, male since his death. The
marble was scarcely pure enough to
represent as perfect an ideal Of wifeIy
love as any sculptor is ever likely to
give. The queens face turned toward
her husband reveals the utmost devotion.