The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-07-26
PLEASURE In LONDON
EARL'S COURT IS THE SUCCESSOR OF
VAUxHALL GARDENS.

Its Various Expeditions. Credited to DIFF
ferent Countries, Are Only Pretenses.
The Great Thing, the Only Thing, Is
the Place Itself.
Mrs. Elizabeth Robins Pennell con-
tributes TO The Century an article on
"Play In London. After speaking of
Vauxhall Gardens and Cremorne Mrs.
Pennell says:
Everybody knows what the old gar
den was like-Thackeray has seen to
that-with the hundred thousand lamps
always lighted the fiddlers who made
ravishing melodies, the singers, the
dancers, the Nine. Saquis OH the slack
rope ascending to the stars, the hermit
in the illuminated hermitage, the dark
walks so favorable to lovers, the pots Of
stout, the dinners and suppers-in q
word, the sort of combination of cafe,
music hall, restaurant and Fourth Of
| July that nowhere else has been brought
to such perfection; that to Sir Roger
had seemed long before Thackeray's
day "a kind of Mohammedan paradise.
But what everybody does not know so
we'll is that London still has its garden,
called by another name, to be sure, ig
| nored by Murray and Baedeker and offer
| ing another programme, Nine. Saquis
and hermits gone from it apparently
forevermore, but precisely the same in
principle and practice.
Vauxhall has vanished; Cremorne
sends up no more rockets skyward to
| fill the night with beauty; the Crystal
palace is only for the suburb and the
country cousin, but every summer
Earl's court has its exhibition-an ex-
hibition only by courtesy, only out Of
Difference to the present fashion of gath
ering our knowledge or pretending to
while we play. One year it was called
Italian, and there were macaroni and
chianti in the restaurants, and a nice
new pasteboard forum. Another year
it was German, and the air was heavy
with the fragrance of schnitzel and
wurst Then it was American, for a
change, and owboys and red Indians
staggered across the scene, and soda
water and maple sugar figured on the
menu. Now it happens to be Indian,
with fine oriental flavor, but by the
time this is published it will be some
thing else, and it really matters very
little The exhibition, attributed to any
nation, would be as gay. Nobody cares
save, perhaps, few tradesmen and
mummers, who smell the commercial
battle from affair." 1t is an open secret
that the semblance of show is there
merely to court avoidance. The years
in passing have turned it into big
bazaar, but not even in this guise can it
prove the chief attraction.
No; the great thing, the only thing,
that counts is the garden, where one
may walk under pleasant trees; where
one may ape the continental and drink
tea or coffee at little tables-but most
ly tea, in capacious pots-to the accom-
paniment of thick slabs of cake; where
one may be still more un-English anC
eat ones dinner outdoors-not like 9
wild beast in cage, as in the ole
"box" at Vauxhall, but in company,
on low, broad veranda, where there
are side shows more diverting thar
Pepys ever dreamed of; where one may
, ( lOdt away tuC ONShihS, AAoeNh
ing to music which is at least as goot
as the honest Briton likes it. For the
truth is the garden furnishes just tina,
form of amusement which Mr.. Henry
James has lamented was not to bt
found in London, and so long as 1T II
, open one need not, as he thought, give
up the idea of going to sit somewhere II
the open air, to eat an ice and listen t.
a band of music. Only the amusement
must be shared with so big GROVE
that one will have to scramble for {
chair, engage dinner table full /;
hours beforehand, and struggle to ge
!, home by underground or bus as furi
ously as the mob fights to push into TIT
pit of popular theater.
To provide the Englishman with
crowd, to give him the chance to us'
his elbows, is TO convince him that III
is enjoying himself. And the old gar
, den's questionable features, its jewellers
it's jockeys and courtesans and gam
blers-where are they? Where are TIT
; SHOWS of yesteryear? All gone will
other times and other morals. Thu
world of Earls court and Kensingtol
! has taken the exhibition under its pro
, lection, and there sits in stately splen
dor a magnificent example of respecta
bility, within an Enclosure humorousl,
. called the Welcome club, because ad
: mission is refused to all but the elect
Where the west end condescends Il
spend its afternoons and evenings ther
surely every one may venture in safet.
,, by night as by day. Indeed there is
strong domestic element about the ex
; hibition. 1t is place for the family,
playground for the decorous.
Our Queer Language.