The Republican journal., 1901-11-14

ed on the bow. The majority were fin
ished in hard wood and vanished.
We returned to the hotel in time to
dress for dinner, and spend few min
utes before the cosy open fire. After
dinner two of us, enticed by the bril-
liancy of the stars and the clear, cool
air, stole out of doors for little walk,
and, finding one of the gentlemen SINH
larly inclined we gladly accepted his
escort and went ''down town" to buy
some postage stamps. The venerable,
white-haired old postmaster recognized
US Immediately for Americans, (as, in
deed, did everyone and paid beauti-
full tribute to the memory of President
Mckinley
The next morning we expected to
enjoy a coach ride to Keswick, and
then take the train for Glasgow. ''In
1904 Southey took up his residence at
Greta Hall, near Keswick. in the
Lake Region. Coleridge was then
I domiciled there, and Wordsworth lived
a few miles distant Naturally we
were very anxious to visit this place,
the home of the poets, and the
scene of many poems. What was
our disappointment to find, on waking
the next morning, that the rain was
coming down in torrents, and that I'M
less it cleared by ten o'clock there
would be no coaching for us. At ten
the rain was still descending, and we
watched the coach drive off with it's
one solitary and exceedingly damp and
! uncomfortable passenger. We con-
graduated ourselves on our pleasant
room, and resolved to pin our faith to
the two o'clock coach, our last hope.
The rain held up little toward noon
and some of the party ventured down
town, only to find that it was a holiday,
and all the shops were closed, to allow
everyone to go to Blackpool. This was
the first of series of whole and half
holidays that seemed to follow us on
our travels. Just before luncheon some
of us took walk up tree-shaded
avenue and for half a mile into the
country. On each side of the broad
road were stone walls enclosing gentle
mems estates. We passed many gate
keepers lodges, and caught glimpses of
stately houses through the trees.
Just as we were nearing the hotel it be-
gan to rain again, and it rained until
time for the afternoon coach, and our
last hope of seeing Keswick had gone.
There was nothing for us now but to
take the train direct from Windermere
Station. Reluctantly, we bid good bye
to the charming little hotel with its
open fire, and boarded the bus that
was to drive us to the station, about
half mile distant.
We were about to board our car when
one of the ladies discovered, to her
great CONSERVATION, that she had left
her best hat, wrapped up in paper, un-
der a sofa at the Grown" The por-
ter who superintended the transfer of
our luggage was given her address, how
ever, and the hat arrived safely in Glas-
gov before we left
We went through a much rougher,
but quite as picturesque country as
on the previous day; changing cars
twice, at Oxenholm and Carlisle. AZ
ter leaving the latter place we saw
numbers of cattle and sheep feeding,
long stretches Of moorlands, barren
hills, and rough fields of grass, and, as
it began to grow dusk, light cleaning
here and there from lonely cottage
window, and the supper smoke lazily
curling above the chimney. Once in a
while we would pass little village
gathered about the parish church, or a
knot of tiny cottages whose one light
ed window sent cheerful ray of light
out into the darkness. Soon the lights
grew nearer together, and we saw the
glare from great open furnaces and
heard the roar of the fires; passed
empty cars, storehouses, factories,
groups of electric lights, city streets;
and finally, after short stop at one of
the suburbs, we are in Glasgow, and at
our hotel, for the Central Station Ho-
tel, which was to be ''home' for three
days, is directly adjoining the station.
Porters took our luggage, and not more
than a dozen steps served to bring us
into the office, where we were given our
keys and made a grand rush for the
elevator the first we had seen since we
left the States.
Up to the fourth floor we went, and
after removing a little Of the travel
stain descended to the drawing room,
where the party assembled. 1t was
nine O'Clock by this time, and a very
tired and exceedingly hungry party sat
down to the supper which had been
ordered Immediately on our arrival.
| All were more or less tired, and after
doing justice to our belated meal we re-
tired, to get our first nights sleep in
Scotland. M. d. z.
We have before made reference to
the sympathy and sorrow manifested
in Great Britain over the death of Pres
| idant McKin1ev Here is a verse from