The Daily soliphone., 1902-01-01

HUI O AAAOA AOA " 6AA~AsSSS OA4ss-A V >' VI fitness, as he guides the toniest through the walls. But, he has his tory at his tongues end, and-yes, as you complete the rounds, he thrusts little back beneath your nose, giving a complete history of Florida, which be twas ten years in writing" and you feel in duty bound to 'cough up.
 Fl see your friend, General Miles, is being severely criticised upon his attitude upon the Schley decision, ," I ventured. nervously hoping to draw the blue-coat out.
 At first he professed ignorance of the report, then winked and said. s'Well, they can say what they q please about the verdict; I'm going to keep nay mouth shut. 7
 Diplomacy-that is the watch- word of the subordinate in military America.
 The gloomy dungeons where cap tives were tortured on the rack, the ''penance cell, " where they were of- fered absolution by the friars, and the narrow chapel with altar and crucifx riches, were all greWsome reminders of the terrible Spanish |inquisition, which followed the per- secuted Hugenots across the Allan tic.
 would like to tell of the many points of interest in modern St.. Augustine, just now the mecca of so many southern tourists, but space forbids. Months could be spent here p1ofitably. The whole scheme of the city is on picturesque and gor- geous scale of grandeur, that baffies discription-the Hotel Ponce de Leon, looming with it's twin towers like new alhambra, the finest win- ter resort hotel on the conoslent, costing $3, 900, 900; the mammoth sf;ssa ora and the Alcazor, magnificent piles sf ..nish Renaissance arcti- lecture, suggesting the palaces of old Madrid, erected long before the invasions of Goths, Romans and Christians; the Plaza, beautiful dream in royal palms, fountains, flowers and marble-white avenues; the courts, verandes, towers and swimming pools of the different hotels; the long. rambling terra cotta walls of the historic old Cathedral; the dazzling beauties of the new Memorial Presbyterian church, erected by Henry M. Flagler, the Florida railroad magnate;the unique museum of Dr. Vedder, of the Flori- da Historical Society; the towering St. Augustine light house, with it's $40 ,OOO lighting apparatus; the costly granite sea-wal'. erected by the government to protect the city from tidal waves; the quaint old Hugue- not cemetery, the splendid golf and polo clubs; the elegant winter resi- dences of northern capitalists-and on, and on, in a maze of dazzling dream flights you go, until lost in the roar and flash of the breaking surf afar where slender dark blue line tells of the yawning Atlantic s course.
 ON THE SEA.
 I am concluding this hurriedly scrawled epistle from the deck of the trim yacht Genevieve, as we speed along over the briny blue, enjoying a Christmas excursion with the com pliments of our manager. The old Atlantic is Beautifully calm and glassy today, in contrast with the strong gales otyesterday that lashed the shore with the silvery surf. So Ebalmy was the atmosphere, too, that in company with the second tenor, Eoould not resist. the stemptation to sbecome boy again, and woo the salty surf. .Dcffing our toys in , jiffy, we actuallys found ourselves swimming in the Atlantic on Christ mas Eyel But, it was hardly equal tp July bath in every respect, with all it's charms.
 To our left on North Beach Point