Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1897-11-20

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IA now more than o month since
10 my wife and myself stood
upon the deck Of the French liner,
Bsetagne. looking our last, for many
months. .. New York City. and the
land Of The stars and stripes. The
morning Vas ideal. and the hatbo,
mott beautiful; and ~ We glided on,
past the Old Battery and the Goddess,
AID the spires OF the great city faded
iuto mist, we concluded that We
would SEQ nothing fsirer during our
absence In foreign lands.
An Dream voyage ACROSS the north
Atlantic Ia the latter part OF Octo ber
has its advantages and disadvant-
ages. especially the latssr; the menu
II excellent. the service all that
might be desired; the experience
new. novel and entertaining; vet,
iaero is something born cut OF the
roughing Of the wind, and the gen.
lie rock of the cradle OF the deep,
that disorgaoizss ones Internal ar
rangenents; takes all the old gold
and crimson on. OF the most beau,i.
ful sunset. and makes life az cold
and cherries az q defeated candi.
dates family circle. Ssa sickness
cannot be described. 1t must be felt
in order to bs enjoyed. Oie must be
well shaken before it is taken. That
delightful physical CONDITION that
makes. one wish that the boilers
would explode, or the ship sink, in
order to add variety or conclusion
to his emotions, cannot DE cultivate d
1t home on the steamer Augusta. I
have only TO 1dd that Dante was
very lacking in foresight. that he
did not add department ON sea
sickness to his Inferno was sick,
very eick, and had the additional
discomfort Of seeing nv wife strong
and healthy. and able to enjoy every
meal.
After eight days Of pitch and toss
and rough weather, We crept. "a
hours late. past Lizard Point, of the
coast Of Cornwall. Eng. and early
the next day the light cliffs and light
houses Of Normandy were upfarled
before us in q beautiful panorama,
es We skirted the coast of La Belle,
France. for several hours We cast
anchor at LIE Havre late Sunday az.
.ernocn, were towed up the barbor
ny noisy little tug, aud took our
iirst step on old world soil, ieeiiog
very much like Innocence abroad. !"
Tho Maid Of Orleans.
Lack OF space forbids my telling
You Of the quaint old city. or Of The
other quaint old cities in France that
We visited; Of their queer old
streets, courts. towers aud houses;
where one feels as though he had in
vsted another world, and the build
ings sne people we're psges come out
OF story books to pass In grand re.
view before him. I must, however.
tell OF Rouen, and Of our devotion in
the old city OF the middle ages at the
shrine OF one. the story OF whose
sadly eventual life Is known through.
cut the civilized world Jeane d. Arc
the Maid Of Orleans. We visited the
grim old tower where she was held
p.isoner BY the English, and stood
Within the same damp. narrow,
grated coll that held this girl Of won
derful destiny. We afterward
found, down In very old part Of the
citJ near the fish market. q statue
erected in her memory, over the very
spot whore she was burned. Here
are also many old csthedr rails. where
services are still held. and within
whoso walls are many beautiful
paintings and frsscoes designed and
executed By minds and hands that
have been dead and gore these many
hundred years.
After . journey BY rail through q
couutry that looks, even ct this time
Of the year, like q vast garden, and
that only reeds tho frame and sun.
set sints to make it q complete pic.
ture. We rumtlcd at last into that
most beautiful aud historical city of
the world. Paris.
/ can add nothing to what has al.
ready been written Of the treasures Of
art and history that form the tour.
lists shrincs in Paris. We spent q
delightful hour wandering through
the treasure lined galleries Of the
Louvre. We experienced Q rev.
ersnd sense Of the majesty Of old
Notre Dame. and gazed with wonder
upon lite priceless jewels and relics,
among which Is numbered what is
claimed to DO the true crown of
shorns. We stood beside the tomb OF
the great Napoleon. gazed upon the
beauties Of tho Seine flowing through
the heart Of the city, scd spanned by
ito seven bridges; and wandered In
silent sdRiration through the beau.
tifol grounds Of the royal palace at
versailles- We left Paris earring
with ~ . feeling Of wonder. that
out Of al this beauty could have