The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1896-01-29

Gus and thrifty-like is the revenue Il
receives from the host of emigrants
and immigrants. The majority of Can
adam and American tourists anght
here and go by railroad to Dublin,
thence to Holyhead and on to London,
arriving there four or five hours earlier
than they could have done had they
continued their voyage directly to Liv-
erpool. All the mails, too, are taken
off here. for the purpose OF saving
time. The revenue from this patron
age is no trivial amount in the year,
and on ii certainly depends the very
existence of the port.
OF course / have presumed on my
readers Knowing the geographical sit
uation of the point in discussion and
therefore have refrained from entering
into details in this regard. The har-
Dor is on the south coast of Ireland. in
the County OF Cork; nature never pro-
tected any body of water more careful
ly than she does this. At Roche's
point the mouth of the bay is not more
than a quarter of a mile wide, while
the harbor itself is circular-shaped
with diameter of at least three or
four miles. The shore rises abruptly
all round making the sheet of water
present the appearance of a saucer
The storms may rage outside but are
Is that the large ocean steamers can
not go directly into dock, but must an
ohor out at sea. Spike island. which
Formerly was a prison, Is now a mill
tary fort and is situated about a quar-
ter OF mile from the mainland.
The drive by rail from Queenstown
to Cork is source of very great pleas
ure; the scenery along the way Is
charming. and embraces among. other
n n ~ ~ ha - Il
nowned I'm song. The trip by water is
perhaps even more picturesque than
that by land. The river Lee from Cork
to Queenstown passes through an en-
chanting country, and those who have
taken the sail never forget IL. IL II
should be your luck TO be on the water
while the Bells of Shandon ring out
their welcome. you certainly might
consider youself blest.
With deep affection and recollection
l often think of those Shandon Bells.
Whose sound so wild would
In the days of childhood
Fling round my cradle their magic
spells.
On these l ponder.
Where'er l wander,
And thus grow fonder
Sweet Cork of thee.
With thy Bells of Shandon.
That sound so grand on
The pleasant waters of the River Lee
Apart from the natural beauties or
attractiveness of Queenstown. there is
still another feature which endears Il.
TO the Irish heart especially. Two
scenes are here depicted-one the sor-
rowful scene of parting, the other the
JOY of the returning exile
My own home in earlier years was not
very far from Queenstown. and
thought Ii no task TO drive there on A
Sunday or holiday. Thus can recall
many heartrending scenes on the one
hand. and on the other hours OF untold
bliss as depicted on the gladdened
faces OF the happy exiles returning
once more TO the home OF their child
hood.
In Ireland emigration Is no unusual
happening. At certain periods of the
year hamlets are rendered desolate
homes are robbed OF their dear ones
and aged parents are left mourning
the departure of their sons and daurh-
ters for exile lands. The people are
almost educated 20 this: they expect
10 see the bone and sinew taken from
hem to help build up foreign conn
.ries. Yet the sorrow which is theirs al
The parting hour goes beyond descrsp-