St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1893-07-23

annot throw stick in any of the
streets of ST. Paul without danger of
injuring millionaire"
And as the cars creep up he
steep incline of Selby avenue
they catch sight of several big brown
stone houses standing in the midst of
well kept lawns, and they lift innocent,
lnqulring eyes to the chance fellow
travellers and ask, "What public insti-
tuition is this or that?'' When told that
these are private residences they look
accuSingly at you and sympathetically
at each other and say sadly, but with an
accent that betray5 "other fields and
skies than these that bend above and
compass round" our own st. Paul, II
wish there were some one to tell US the
truth about all these beautiful things"
Tourists are
a Latter-Day Development
They come from everywhere. Looking
at them and realizing how like a stern
behest of duty the majority of them
make these summer pilgrimages. one is
more than ever tempted to believe in
the lately advanced theory of an East
ern clergyman that the Anglo-SaXonS
are the descendants of those much
written about lost tribes Of Israel. One
may imagine that somewhere down
deep in the hearts of the average rep
Tesentative of the Ango-SaXon race is a
longing for that lost home, toward which
the children of Abraham turned their
praying faces at evening or at morning
as they prayed their God to bring them
'hOme again." The little while that
they tarried on the hither side of the
river Jordan only served to intensity
that love OF home and the longing
for it.
SO we see their descendants tramping
up and down over the world saying:
perhaps it Is there or perhaps we may
find it here" Certain it is that those
who rush about on railroad cars or by
steamer see very little of the country as
rule, and get less enjoyment out of
the journeys. If the truth were told by
nine out OF ten of these misguided peo-
pie who leave the comfort of their
homes, where, to quote Robert j. Bur-
dette-
"In the pleasant glooms
Or their seventeen rooms,
The burglar sleeps sIone.''
While they roast and swelter in the
crowded cars, or worse still, melt in the
little boxes Of rooms in the summer
whole thing of summer travel was a
fraud. Indeed, one woman unburdens
herself to that effect.
Il tell you, honey" she said. 81
would not go through that summer
again for money. I'll stay in nv own
old house all the summers, but if it was
the custom to 20 in the tall-well. |
don't know but l should like that
There is where
The Mistake Is Made.
After the heat of summer is done.
when the leaves on the trees are turn
ing to gold and brown, when the grass
is a soft dew from the touch of Jack
Frosts feet, when the air is full of the
vague thrill that fills your vains like the
teste of wine, and the blue have that
Softens the landscape into mysterious
beauty, that calls to you with almost ir-
resiStible force, and every drop of vaga-
bond blood i'll your body wakes and bids
you TO be 'sup and away" then travel,
even by tourists routes. is a pleasure
But Dame Fashion has decreed other
wise, and, is she not omnIpotent?
AT her behests society is out of town.
and not having ''Such a mighty good
time" as pretty girl on the cable car
phrased it the other day. And as society
Al ONlA IiIS oOSioA CdSy
time, and is driven by the force of the
situation tn moraliZing on the tricks
and manners of those for, and about
whom she writes.
Hymen still has his devotees. There
have been two or three weddings this
last week. Thursday evening Mr..
Thomas Smith was married to Miss
Luna ArtZ, at the BRIDES home on
Genessee street. Miss Winifred VIM
and Mi SIS Anna Manger were brides
maids, . nd MIR. Herkley best man. MIR.
and eArs. Smith went out to the lake
INN diately.
a great deal of interest was excited
at Dellwood last week by the mar
rage OF Mrs. Louise Yates, OF