Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1895-07-26
Notes of Foreign Travel.

Notes OF Foreign Travel.
Ill.
Our first awakening in Ireland gave us
The beginning of series OF surprises, that
only eliminated when we left the Island.
Yielding to a natural feeling OF curiosity
my first act when | opened my eyes in
Dublin was to rush to one of the immense
windows OF our large, quiet, spotlesSly
neat room III the hotel to which we had
come the night before. A lovely sight
met my eye. \ broad, beautifully paved
street, perfectly kept, and on one side of
it, protected from intrusion by a stone
wall over which the ivy grew and trailed
in all its most exquisite beauty, over
hung by magnificent trees of every
species, stretched the hundreds of acres of
beautiful park known as the college
Green" We visited it later and found in
among the numerous colleges, and dor
mitories, chapels, libraries, and lecture
rooms, more in number than cluster
about newer Harvard; and the magni-
ficent college arch which bears some com.
parson with the Are de Triomphe' of
Paris; acres and acres of beautifully kept
grounds of every description, cricket
fields, tennis courts, courses for foot
races, garden beds, and seats, and foun-
tains, all open to the public to stroll
through, but exclusively for the use of
the students of Trinity, a college with
reputation not behind Oxford or Cam
bridge.
We had not yet explored that, how
ever, when we started Immediately after
our breakfast, to find our way to church.
We had chosen St. Patrick's Cathedral,
partially because two of our friends in
Island Pond had been related to two of
its bygone dignitaries; and we started
in very good time that we might stroll
through the church long before service.
1t proved long and very interesting
walk, through many beautiful and well
hNpl StiSNlSs past tilN anu iONGlS
park known as est. Stephens Green"
into the older part Of the city, where the
houses were less fashionable, aud the ten
ants less prosperous than at our end of
the city, and yet the houses and their i'll
habitants were neat and we'll dressed,
and the children about the doors all well
cared for. The Cathedral, itself, was
probably the largest Episcopal edihce
had ever entered, the architecture pure
Gothic, exceedingly beautiful, carried out
in white marble tinged with age. In the
chancel hung the tattered and blood
stained fragments of twenty-four old
battle flags that had been borne at the
head of many brave Irish regiment,
through many a field of carnage We
had time to inspect many of the monu-
ments and brasses before service. We
found there monuments rough and rude
in their chiseling six and eight centuries
old, to the ancient Irish Kings whose
records are only a conglomeration in my
brain; but whose doings are as familiar
to the average Irish child as the "hatch-
et' story is to the children of George
Washington's country. Tablets in stone
and brass to many great man-one to
Samuel Lover (the author of Handy
Andy"), poet, painter, novelist, COM
I he INo, l,n
OF Swift, near by tablet to his memory.
Rallied by an iron fence as a protection
from that vandalism which DESTROYS for
sake OF relic stealing is the black oak pull
pit from which the great dean preached.
After service, the present dean, an old
man bent nearly double with age, recog-
nzng us for strangers came down and
led us to place in the floor where a tile
told us lay the ashes of the great iona
than Swift. My young friends will know
him best as the author of "Gulliver's
Travels"
And now let me describe the service in
this Cathedral, which stands at the head
of all the Irish Churches, for the enlight-
enment of those who have thought, like
myself, that the attitude of the disestab-
lished Church of Ireland was a constant
protest against rite and ritual very ex-
plicitly. From the first "Amen" in the
vestry before the entrance of the pro-
cession, to the last "Amen" in the vestry
which announced its exit past the kneel-
ing congregation, there was not the
slightest apparent deviation from the
services we always attend in the so called
ritualistic Churches in America, st. John
the Evangelist in Montreal, the Advent
in Boston, st. Ignatius in New York
The procession was this: Thirty-sx lit
tile boys and men of all ages in cassocks
and cottas, choir; two deacons wearing
green stoles and university hoods; two
priests also wearing green stoles and
university hoods; the visiting (preacher)
Dean of Cork; the Very Rev. Dean TEL
let, ID. D., in his scarlet Doctors robe pre-
dad Ill.