The age-herald., 1899-07-25

his quaint Scotch accent, ''Now, I've got all you Americans on string'' But l was the silent witness to a discomfiture that was even more pronounced. We had the most pompous purser that ever was on ship-board, I'm sure; tall, with fine physique and erect carriage and mustachios carefully waxed, he pranced for the admira- tion of all beholders. Of course there was much fun at the expense of Lord Pom pous," and they did say that one dignified lady gave him a good dressing when he answered her rudely in his office, but on the last afternoon on ship-board, which was misty and very cold and few on deck, next me were a young lady and her father The purser passed and they laughingly made some remark When he returned, in the sweetest, most winning voice she said, "Oh, MT. Purser, just a moment, please" and holding a shilling in the palm of her hand she continued, as he bent over her, 'I have this silver wager up that I can make you smile; now, won't you for mel" You never saw any one stiffen quite so straight, and, turning, he gave the faintest, though the "sickliest," smile you ever saw, but we clapped in appreciation, for does not the
 
 you suppose these same American girls were flirting with all the time? Why, with the "ocean swells," of course.
 The minutes and hours and days flew merrily away, and before we could real- ize it we had crossed the boundless surg ing deep, had passed the customs officer with his meaningless chalk marks and had landed in the busiest city in the kingdom London itself
 Glasgow is indeed a large, fourishing and magnificent city. It was not Mrs. Malaprop, but a lady from the Isle of Man who once read out of a guide-book that the city of Glasgow twas founded far back in the mists of iniquity" How ever that may be, it is a historical fact that the see of Glasgow is as ancient as the sixth century, for nearly thirteen cen turies ago tine vorshippers of ther patron saint, St. Mungo, gathered on the banks on the Molendinar and the Clyde. Of greatest interest in Glasgow is the cathe- dral, which dates from the eleventh cen tury. Few who have seen 1t will question its magnifcence, for it is claimed to be the finest example of early English pointed style in Great Britain.
 All WoiSiiPpSiS at thS WeHu IHclF way to the crypt below and with eagerness seek out Rob Roy's Pillar" for Scott has immortalzed his country and his country men, and no one is so appreciative and so deeply under his mystic spell as Ameri- cans. Just back of the cathedral and af- fording a fitting background to the noble architectural pile arises the slopes of the metropolis, which is burying ground of intense interest. From the center arises tall column surmouned by the majestic statue of John Knox and his open Bible, and people of every creed look with awe and wonder upon the imposing ruggedness and strength of the man typifying his great work and all that it meant for the genera tions to come. Quite in proximity to the cathedral the University of Glasgow was founded 40 years ago. In 1867 the present magnificent building was erected, was the imposing elevation of Gilmore hill, sur rounded by most beautiful park, at a cost of over half million sterling. The mu- scum here, and the botanical gardens were interesting and beautiful sights. Towards evening we regretfully returned to our ao- tel, and though nearly 10 o'clock closed our blinds upon the picturesque scene of beautiful St. Georges square in front of us, with a stately monument to Sir Walter Scott in the center and an equestrian statue of the queen and prince consort on either side. The square was filled with pleasure-seekers restfully enjoying the late twilight, which is such a novel feature; for at this hour few of the lights were gleaming, it being not yet dark: and so night comes down apace and dreams of dear ones at home complete our first fair day in the old country. PAUL PRY.