The Newtown bee., 1895-09-13
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whether this same lady made q. ad that was served to Ciarks par.- in those big paper packages thai day, but rather imagine, after is futile attempt to masticate it, 1t was made out of the same dough. Anyway, at the va. rious stations following we had consid- erable sport in seeing how far we could throw these indigestible missiles and in hearing them strike. l only give this little incident to explain to my reader that you do not read in your itinerary before you start all the things that hap pen on the way. Lest some of my par ishioners in & week or so be hailing me on the street with the inconvenient ques- tion, "How's that: What became of that wineT' or the ecclesiastical society solemnly vote to hold sitting upon my case, hasten to state that my fiagon
 was deposited on the shelf above my head and that night, while half asleep and half a-dozing, tiny Till ran down the cushioned sides of the compartment and upon my head. Twas being baptiz-
 ed, though not with aqua pura.
 Toward evening of that first day we
 passed through the region known as the
 Riviera, and here we saw some of the
 most wonderful railroad engineering
 that the world affords, as well as some
 fine scenery. In short distance, cover
 ed oy running time sin little over an
 hour. our train flashed through 50 tun- nels-the statistician in our compart- ment kept count. Between the tunnels there would be brief open space when
 only for a moment we would emerge into the light, and then we would eaten plimpse of the blue waters of the Medit- |. ,rranean dancing and gleaming in the lsuH, v was beautiful, and st every h. .xetion into the darkness of the tun-
 ',s tbo,, would be smoshered feeling le -S emergence into the day Thi- 0'e-- ,< break forth raptur- fight oere moui-, ~Sg,de the profess.on ma "AIN.' People O. .. averIsstfnplv ,av that we ministers sl> =. 5hst ". yofng for the moral of thing, -Sva-5- would see some lesson in pair O. ~ put shoes on an ash heap or corn stalA eaning over 8 stone wall. The little fellow evidently thought that way who ,sked his mother, after a reverend gentle nan had left the house, if he was & moral nan, and to the mothers astonished Why, what makes ycu ask such & silly Iuestion?' replied that the minister was .lways saying that everything had a moral. Well. no matter; this particular oarson on his travels saw in this rail- road flashing through the tunnels an ex- ,ellent illustration of this checkered life of ours.
 IT Is FILLED WITH BRIGHT SUNSHINE, he waters of glad pleasure are dancing n the light; but anon comes shadow, m entrance into thick gloom Life seems forever shadow chasing sunshine, light defeating darkness, the sombre silence of uncertainty and the awsking note of glad surprise; and at what a fearful pace we go through them all,
 Some time late in the evening-about 3 o'clock-our train slid into the depot at Genoa I do not know whether it was that I WAS getting thoroughly sated with travel and cared not how soon we reached the ship, or whether the recol- lections of that wonderfully constructed bread of midday, which l did not eat, was making ''the inner man" regnant st that time; anyway, when our conductor told us we were in Genoa, it made no more impression upon me than if he had said Smithtown Gf, indeed, any of that little known family have made their way to Italy). While sauntering up the sta- ton platform, however, came face to face with a more than life size statue of Columbus. Why, yes, of course, Columbus was & Genoese voya- many times have I said that! I am glad that the Genoese of to-day are proud of their noted townsman, and that they have put his statue where even the tourist who only passes through the rail- road station can see it. If Columbus had been an American, we would have put his statue somewhere up in the park, and would have reserved that space in the depot for the hack drivers and ex- pItseucu tU cbzHu dAO cCc nhat uikheg confusion of voices they could raise. Well. we are utilitarian sort of folks over here We think sentiment is excel lent in it's place but. first and foremost, we are after the bread and butter and cheese. Anyway I was not ashamed to doff my hat right there in the depot of Genoa to the statue of the man to whom America owes her place in history and her uncovering from the womb of ob- livion. After 8 supper partaken of in
 the depot of Genoa in the good old
 American way, which means everything
 finished in five minutes. although we
 were assured half an hour would be al-
 lowed for the meal, we were on the
 wing of travel again. A compartment
 car, even if first class. is not exactly
 sleeping car of the Pullman or Wagner
 grade; trying to compose yourself on
 one of the seats and. in doing %, court sweet slumber,' is very much
 LIKE SITTING ON BOARD SEAT AT A CIRCUS
 and imagining you are reclining on . divan 1t home. believe t was loyal con of Erin who rcmaxked. "Whsn yoa [can't be aisy, ,he q aisy n ycu c2asn hl1 | is Int Wknt VI tlla ln