St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1905-01-04

to understand some Englshmen. In the
church which l attended the curate read
for some minutes one day while l won
dered what it was all about. AS l
caught the word "Hilda," and later
impeachment" l inferred that he was
"proclaiming the banns." The other
words might have been in Sanscrit for
all knew.
The time came all too soon when l
must start back again. There was the
stop at York, with visit to the fine old
cathedral so full of interest. Then a
journey to Edinburgh, the city which is
a volume of history, with the lines
written in blood. l cannot imagine a
business street more beautiful than
Princess street, with the matchless gar
dens on one side, and the fine stone
buildings on the other, while the elabo-
rate monument to Walter Scott stands
proudly at the head.
On Sunday went down to the famous
old st. Giles, and saw the 400 High
landers who came from the Castle to the
service. AS they rang out "God save the
King" | could not help thinking how
they might be cut down by shot and
shell while doing their part towards
saving Ills Sovereign Highness."
| vainly imagined that l knew some
thing OF Scctland's heather, but had
never dreamed of it's beauty, or once
imagined the extent Of land covered by
its blossoms. l rode all day in the steam
cars and hardly once lost sight of the
exquisite bloom.
From Inverness we came to Oban
through the CALIFORNIAN Canal. The trip
is interesting, between banks which are
frequently covered with heather, while
far away rise the hills in grandeur I'M
speakable.
l anticipated much from the ride on
Crinan Canal. The canal is but nine
miles long, but as there are Is locks it
makes quite trip. We were unfortunate
in our day. AS we left Oban the water
was exceedingly rough, the waves dash
ing over the boat. l had as companions
charming elderly English couple, to
whom feel most grateful for the pleas
ure they added to the trip. They stayed
on deck until ordered in by the captain,
and until they were drenched, yet neither
one contracted cold. There was an
interesting young couple on board who
belonged to the Salvation Army, and had
accompanied General Booth on his auto
mobile tour. l have no acquaintance
with the army, and had never before
talked with any of it's members. If they
were all like this young couple, l might
be tempted to join their organization.
In the storm as wave broke over the
ship, we would hear the most musical
laugh from the girl. There came mo.
ment when she stopped laughing and
fastened away, the only one on the boat
who suffered from seasickness.
AS we entered the canal, we babe the
wind goodby, but sailed all day in a
heavy rain, and saw only the four walls
OF the cabin. When we came to leaving
the boat, said to the Army girl, IT sail
for America tomorrow, would like to |
have you pray for my safe arrival" l |
recall her clear, 81 will" Soon she came
running after me to ask the name of nv
steamer, | suppose she wished to find |
out if her prayer was answered. The
answer to her prayer came, but was
delayed three days, because for six con.
tlnuous days we were tossed about by
the angry waves.
On the morning of September 23rd, the
bugle call for breakfast came at $50; l |
ran up on deck to find that we were
right off Staten Island. could
distinctly see the house of a dear friend.
All rounl us in the calm waters were
scores of boats. No cathedral rich in
glass of wonderful hue and beauty; no
art gallery with it's wealth of pictures;
no heather covered hill, ever had to me
any such charm as saw in New York
harbor that morning. C.M.
Brooklyn, N. Y, Dec. 16, 1904.