Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1893-01-28

nrettv well settled by literary iei''S
ina, GRAY actually composed portion II
no, the whole of his immortal Elesy'
while sitting in the south pofeh of the
old Stoke Poges Church, beneath the
"yew.,rec's shade"
4, Is one Of my favorite ,ramps from
London to this spot in sunny weather,
as there is hardly sweeter or more
tes,ful place in all England; and love
10 81, where Gray sat, beneath the yew'
trees shade, aud muse on the quiet and
halloyed surroundings. In this way the
famous yew-,ree OF Stoke Poges church,
ward has come TO possess for me most
loving and precious interest. There IS
no record OF It's age; but as Il was ai'
ready a tree Of mature growth when
GRAY wrote, in churchyard between
400 and 500 years old. its antiquity must
be considerable even for the yew, which
In England attains TO most venerable
age.
II stands fifty feet south OF the old
stone south porch Of the church. Its
top has been repeatedly cut away to
preserve the tree, which Is still about
thirty feet in height. The girth OF the
trunk is a trile over twelve feet; and its
huge spreading branches, reaching TO
the north, almost touch the roof ,iling
Of the church above the porch, while
towards the south and southeast fully
dozen branches, form fifty TO sixty feet
long, sweep to the ground or softly tap
the heads,ones of the ancient graves. !
should think that from 800 to 400 persons
could stand beneath its gentle shade.
Ii you were wandering north on the
main coach road from Windermere TO
Keswick, in the county OF Westmore-
land, England, steep. wide roadway
turning to the right and east would
attract your attention. From tile en-
closures ON either side huge beech trees
and sycamores push tremendous arms
across the walls and completely cover
the way. II is as shadowy as twilight
here. You will not have passed score
OF rods up this high arched natures
aisle until the sounds from the highway
the rumblirg of the stages, the laugh
ter OF gay tourists, and even the notes
OF the coach horns-are stilled. In
summer the place Is thronged with birds.
Even these irreverent choristers seem as
II subdued and rtimnative here. In
autum your feet sink in ienthery masses
OF pale golden leaves. IL seems long
time that you have been trdversing these
few rods, all is so hushed and still.
Ascending little farther there is q
IA break IN the foliage TO your right. Some
lin huge gates are seen. A lodge stands
n yst beyond, and suddenly the splendid
cd Icades OF Rydal Hall, the seat Of the
p re Flcmings, appear above the luyur-
nv ant shrubbery Of its splendid park.
III, Higher still you climb, and where the
VII dark roadway seems to make a final
acircle over the brow Of the hill to the
wh,it, you pause to listen. Something like
". wv and hesitant organ notes is muir
I'm turing In minor chords, while gay and
/. oyous treble plays in exultant tones
IA. lbovc. Ali you remember. These are
ho the voices OF the two cascades OF Rydal.
~ Their. songs were sung to the poet
{. Wordsworth for forty happy years.
,lv, Between the Ittledale falls and the
In,W es,moreland hills, In the Lune valley
% of Lancashire, England, in one OF my
tb recent wanderings in the lake district |
m came upon an interesting British govetn-
B ment official. This official was woman.
You could not, and she would not, tell
whether she was forty or eighty years oi
age. In other respects she was exceed
ingly chatty and friendly. She was
nearly six feet tall, Her frame was like
mans. and so was her face. She could
outwalk any yeoman OF the hills, and
sl#ag ENf. "A hur ....
n. hob.nailed boots, short heavy wooden
|, skirt OF home spinning and weaving, an
under,jacket Of corduroy and the ~ otes.
a que shortskirted, red-siriped blue Goa,
a and regulation cap OF the British post
y man.
d, have pride in my own achievements
NO as walker, but | could not keep IN
tlc pace with this woman for half mile
lye Before had, putting and painting, fallen
ia behind her for rest and Illumination |
rar had learned that this faithful body had
; carried the British mails, often being
u, laden with from fifty 10 eighty pounds o.
a, post parcels for delivery. over twent,
hi. miles every weekday for the pas,
sid twentyone years. AS sat ON rock
|. by the roadside thinking the matter
Iover, as she disappeared with a fine
n strong stride that envied, | could no
aathelp. figuring out with my stick in thu
Ell c,halky dust OF the stony road that she
q uhad already walked nearly the distanc,
w,oi i've times the earth's circumference
iib Tor The piltancc OF ten shillings pei
In, week, or but $3.50 for the entire term o.
idet wenty'one years drudgeryl
Al a lew mornings since | heard som,
8 iprideiul conversation between Cherry
ed london costermongers and Conven
Harden porters, which afterward founC
'fNo be true showing that two Of the mos
ecrt ANGUS singers London has ever known
on teached lame through the peculiar apt
an nara training originally secured among
III, me lowly of their ilk. Albert Chevalier
u now the greatest of living character i'm
pefsonatofs, practically lived among til,
:oa,ers ior years. and the marvelou.
adelity OF his songs and impersonation,
eoster lie aud character were who'll,