Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1893-11-21
NYE AS A COCKNEY.
WILLIAM is GETTING QUITE USED
TO DEAR OLD LONDON.


He Goes to Hear the NIinstrels and writes
About Clarence, Who Is Back Again
Once AOre-caneelIinE an Engagement
with = Duehess-oT For Golf.
copyright, 1896, by Edgar w. Nye.l
LONDON, England.
Godfrey of Monmouth says that in the
year HOS before Christ, Brutus, a de-
scendant of Eneas, who was the son of
Venus, came to England with his COM
panions after the taking of Troy and
founded the city of Troynoyant, which
is now called London. After l, 900 years,
during which the city grew and flourish
ed exceedingly, one Lud became its king.
Next my lodgings and actually against
my window is st. James church. can
hear the sermon or the music when my
window is open perfectly. This church
does not believe in the divinity of Christ.
I am led to believe that if we trace this
matter back to the dawn of the Chris
tian era, we will understand why London
is not mentioned in the Bible, and why
Paul did not correspond with the arch
bishop of Canterbury.
King Lud built walls and towers, and
among other things the famous gate
which gave its name to the street
still called Ludgate. King Lud was
succeeded by his brother, during whose
reign Julius Caesar. since deceased, in
vaded London and the town became Ro-
man. 1t was newly fortified by Helena,
mother of Constantine the Great.
This is the Godfrey story, with which
Walter Besant does not instantly agree
He maintains, and, too, with good rea-
son, that the people of London are not
related to the Venus family in any way
whatever. A family portrait or two of We
nus may be found at the national gallery.
She was good looking but rather wild,
and if she dressed in London as she did
for these pictures, she must have suf-
fered good deal from pneumonia.
London, as Roman town, was called
Augusta, and where now one meets the
gentleman in high hat and frock coat,
the Roman senator climbed to the top
of a penny bus while his meagre toga
tapped in the fresh breeze. Where now
the highland soldier in his rum uniform
and purple knees gayly HES him to the
Moore and Burgess minstrels at St.
James hall, the Romans 1000 years ago
sat with bowed heads and shed tears
over the same jokes.
Kind words can never die,
Never die, never die;
Kind words can never die
No, never die.
1t is the same with a Joke. What
more enduring monument could one
have above his lowly tomb than a we'll
taxidermed joke?
At ST. James han the other evening
the following songs were sung by the
company: "Old Black Joe, Some Day"
white Wings" THE Picture That Was
Turned Toward the Wall" "Lorena,"
"Silver Threads Among the Gold" and
Sweet Belle Malone" l went on that
special evening because it was the new
programme for 1881.
Mr.. Moore, the head OF the firm, is the
Justly celebrated and refined father in
law of Charles Mitchell, the mauler. He
is called Pony Moore. Pony is 60 odd,
but is still the end man at his own show
and as popular today as that undying
humorist who is supported by his wife.
Judy, and the dog Toby. Punch and
Judy will probably play to standing
room only so long as Big Ben and the
Tower shall remain. and possibly centu-
ries after.
In 410 \. D. the Romans went away
from London, for the reason L am told
that young woman on Piccadilly one
evening when it was raining spread her
umbrella over Roman senator, chucked
him under the chin and said, "Hullo.
Charleyr' Mind you, VIE ont ever hay
ing met him before, and his name not
being Charley eyether.
He told the other Romans about the
incident. and the next morning every
one of them was at Charing Cross sta
ton on their way home. \ Roman sem