The Newtown bee., 1895-09-13

old Bay State. And there is another thing that would be barred out, only this time the barring is in France; in America, almoat anywhere you may go, you sea as the conspicuous object when- ever you approach the smallest hamlet the little white ahurch with it's Heaven pointing spire. You miss this sight in Catholic France. In the times of the Reformation there were 2000 Protestant idence seemed then beckoning to make 1t the leading Protestant nation in the world. Perhaps the pendulum of Time may yet swing backward far enough to let France see what she was destined to be before the signal from the bell tower of St Germain l4Auxerrois was given for the massacre of St Bartholomew.
 At the many stations where our train halted for moment or two through the day, and the doors of cur compartments were thrown open to give us breath ing-spell and stretch of our limbs upon the platform, we had the chance to get acquainted with MT Rossi. Mir Rossi was in charge of our party now, and was to keep charge of us till we were safely embarked on our steamer at Antwerp. This conductor had been with the party ever since we left Gibraltar, I believe that Is, rumor had it that he had been with the party since then, though no one ! was any the wiser for his presence. He l was called conductor, though whom he was going to conduct or how he was to do it no one on the 'Friesland" could de- cipher. He was. seen at meal-time on the l steamer and did his full share in patroniz- | ing the contents of the larder; he was proof against seasickness and was also proof against giving information of any ! sort.
 | HE WAS SPHINX,
 although, unlike the Egyptian variety, this sphinx was alive. He moved about silently in the crowd when we visited the Alhambra and other places of deep in- terest, but he was like the pillars and l frescos we looked at-he uttered never a word. Many were our speculations as to the defect in his organs of speech and as l to whether he had ever learned to talk
 But now, going through France, MT Rossi underwent, like the caterpillar, a thorough metamorphosis. He was as voluble as an auctioneer and even crack ed many good joke. Like the gourd
 ment was remarkable; in single morn- ing we awoke and found him famous guide. If any tourist wants to engage the service of a capable and efficient con-
 now more cheerfully and quickly recom-
 mend than this self-same Rossi of "Fries- land" fame. 1 think that have dis
 covered the reason for his silence erst-
 while and his subsequent loquacity : in the one case he was playing third or fourth fiddle to MT Clark, he was only a
 lieutenant or subaltern; in the other
 case he was commander-in-chief and ev.
 erybody bowed to his sway. "It is bet
 ter to be first at Appia," said Caesar.
 "than second at Rome."
 At five o'clock that afternoon we were
 IN THE BIG RAILROAD DEPOT
 of Paris. There was the same old scurry
 for the omnibus, and, ensconced within
 it's depths, a very small detachment
 of the once great "Friesland" party were rolled along the magnificent boulevards
 to Hotel de Terminus, where we were to
 be during our brief Paris sojourn. We hardly took time to register, so great was our hurry to be offand away to l Rue Auber, MT Clark's Paris office, and get
 the last letter that would come to us
 from the dear home-land.- Otis W Barker, Newtown, Conn, September 5 1895.