The daily morning journal and courier., 1901-10-31


 B. C. The body is doubled up and is
 in a fair state of preservation, Ii
 doubtless belonged to light complex
 ioned light. haired race.
 We also visited the Geological Gar
 dens and had the pleasure of seeing the
 greatest collection of beasts, birds and
 reptiles in the world Space will not permit us to write of the London Tow
 CT, Bridge art galleries, streets and the
 thousand things that one sees in this
 wonderful city. But we must not for
 get to speak of our Sunday in Losdon.
 We attended service in the morning at
 City Roads chapel, the famous chapel ] in which John Wesley, the founder of 1 Methodism, preached, and after the ser | vices of the Wesleyan church were
 over stood in the same pulpit in which
 John Wesley preached his most pro
 found sermons. We had time also to
 visit the house in which John Wesley | lived, and also his tomb which is situ-
 ated in the old church year. We
 passed from there to the cemetehy di- rectly opposite, known as Gods Acre or
 Bunhill Fields Here Susannah, the mother of Wesley, is buried. John Bunyan, the author of "Pilgrim's Pro- gress, and many other noted men and
 women are also buried here.
 At night we visited the City Temple, but we did not hear Joseph Parker, a | supply, however, preached to crowd ed church a strong, scathing, yet prof itable sermon. Somewhat reluctantly we left London for our trip through Europe and the Orient.
 Chapter II.
 "IN SUNNY FRANCE"
 One of the most delightful rides of my journey was the one from London to Paris, by the way of Dover and Ca lias. The country through which we passed was delightful, the farms and gardens were well kept and instead of stone and barbed wire fences they were environed with beautiful green hedges. From the English preserves could be seen f1ocks of pheasants and cartridges, and ever and anon hare or rabbit sporting in the early morning sunlight. The English channel kept up her usual reputation for roughness, and only those who, like myself, are fond of ath- letics, enjoyed the crossing. We were soon, however, In sight of the fair hills of France Here again the land looked as fine as our own in June, the trees and pastures being fresh and green. The peasants were harvesting their grain. The horses are driven tandem. We had but a few hours to spend in Paris, but improved the time in driv- ing through some of the magnificent avenues of the city. Paris certainly has some of the most beautiful parks and avenues, and famous monuments of any city in the world. It has three thousand streets, the most noted of which Is Chams Elysees. Here may be seen some of the finest carriages and most stylish horses and most beautiful women of Paris This street leads to the Triumphal Arch We passed by the public square, in the center of which stands the Obelisk Luxor, sister to Cle- opatras Needle. Here during the Reign of Terror in 1793, the guilotlne was erected, on the spot where now stands the Obelisk, and Louis XVI, and Marie Antonette were the first to thus lose their lives
 Of the historic buildings the Palace Royal stands first In importance in the city. The Grand Opera House is also the pride of Paris, built at an expense of seven millions of dollars. The crown jewel building is the Louvre; it covers forty y-eight acres of ground and ranks among the worlds greatest art galler- ieS
 One of the peculiar customs of the Frenchman is to impose on every for eigner If possible; you can scarcely re- ceve bow without paying for it. The proprietor who receives you, the stew ards and servants who serve you, the barber who slaves you, the cabman who carries you, and the porter who even looks after your baggage, even though you carry 1t yourself, expect pay in addition to the regular price for the services rendered. For illustration, I paid five francs for an English speak ing steward who furnished my friend | and myself with a cup of coffee and a roll
 But our time was limited and we soon bade adeau to the finest of all the great | cities, and from that point took the evening express for Marsailles, arriving | there at about eight o'clock the next | MdTSdll6S IS d lIlIlNIllS Illy with well paved streets and fine shops | and stores We spent the best part of | the day in this French town and at eventide took passage on the Saghaline, a French steamer, for Naples.
 Chapter III.
 "UNDER ITALIAN SKIES"
 On board the Saghaline we made many new friends and formed friend ships which I trust will be abiding The kindness of our Greek friend Con- Trypana, from Adana, Turkey, Asia Minor, we shall never forget. He was a princely gentleman, speaking several different languages well and English fluently. Dr. Christie, princi- pal of our Christian schools atTarsus, and his son, bright young man who had just finished his preparatory course n New Haven for Yale, proved to be delightful companions. There were also fifty-three priests among the pas sengers, who were making the pilgrim age to the City of David, one of them being an American Father David O'Hearn, from Milwaukee, of whom we shall speak later.
 We were now sailing in the beauti- 'ul blue waters of the Medit erranean. As we approached the splendid Bay of Naples several boats came out to meet