Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1907-08-05

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You don't look to me as Il YOU really
wanted to buy anything + should
saS 20" all belonged to the class Of
people who enjoy pulling things. over. Z
ana then never buy Here, here. Nlt3t,
are you doing?" as one OF the crpwf
opened glass case and took some
thing out. Most Of the p35tft got
disgusted and left. Later on. NOT
hnding what I wanted elsewhere. II.
Went back with fear and trembling
Inc door was locked, but pounded Y
away, and soon the proprietress ap.k.
peared, cautiously and let me in. By
unit OF smiles and persuasive words. I a
induced her to sell me what I coveted
quaint Canterbury water jug, with
a reproduction of the knocker on one
side. After little, the cross lady and
became quite friendly. She said she
didn't like those other people and I
said l didn't blame her: that .fhev. !,
were low-down Americans. AS i weiik
out she said. in her prim. little way.
You may thank those ill-bred people
fCr saying slanderous things about me
ana inJuring my trade" Somebodys y
VINO had strolled in suggested SHE !
might he trifie more courteous to her z
Would-be customers and she
haughtily replied: Madam, my repti-
tation is established" SFrom the re-
marks we heard about her, later on
we decided that was true, though, per
haps not quite in the way SYse meant
Local gossip has it that her six-foot
husband is entirely subjugated and is
incarcerated in an upstairs room. She
gave me her bushes card and her.
name is Mrs. Sharpe. A strange faes
tally in names!
1t is joy simply to walk d a1hug
Princes street, in Edinbfffg IN s35na
feels, without being able to say exaef 90
~ why. that it is good to be alive, ard !,
with Stevenson Ito whose memory we
found beautiful tablet in st. Giles
cfHreh) that "the world is so full of a
number of things, am sure we should
all be as happy as kings" In other
words. we all approved Of Edinburgh.
There is plenty of-elbow room on the
broad pavements; there is no occasion
for crowding in the wide expanse Of
street. beautiful park extends along
one side of this, the finest street in the
Scottish capital, adorned with gardens
fountains and statuary The elabo-
il literature-Sir Walter SIott-is very
fine. High above the city are ter
races with elegant residences, till the
eye naturally wanders to the heights
where, in n seemingly impregnable
spot, is the Castle, around which is
clustered so much of history. / do
not now wonder that the Scots are
proud of their native heath. or that
Burns. the mention of whose name
brings a seraphic smile to every loyal
son, was inspired to sing his tender
verses. I will not attempt to enumer-
ate the many points of interest to
slghtseers Their name is legion, how
ever
Ono of the many memories which
comes to me is the bewigged lawyers
we saw attending court. We went into
the old Parliament close, and there
were the wearers of the wigs, about a
hundred or so. strutting back and forth
and swinging their gowns with great
SuaVify of manner We promptly
lined up and gazed, as is our habit X
when, anything new and strange is
sighted. They seemed to enjoy it and
we certainly did. The wigs are very
funny gray. pompadour affairs. with
cumming little pigtails, tied together.
We all tried to buy some for souvenirs!
THESE festive looking gentlemen. we
soon found out, were not merely law
yers, they were advocates, having ac-
quifed wig. gown and queer white
linen bib, by dint of money and a few
other necessary details. There is a
law agent who comes between the
client and the advocate. The client
tells the agent his troubles the agent
tells the advocate, who tells the diyni-
fled judges adorned with still bigger
wigs. We heard an advocate present.
ing his case, in most melodious Scotch
accent. In the criminaI court. they
have rather dramatic way of bring
ing in the accused. A trap door is
opened and the prisoner is elevated
from the dungeonabeneath.
On my way ou& the rather run
down lat the heel 6haftg guide said TO
me. a trifie regretf1ffy: az sometimes
THINK my father made mistake not to
make a lawyer out of me-" "Oh,
WE'LL said soothingly, "just think
how many lawyers there are, and how
few really good guides" Eyes," he re-
piled. that's true"
ne average American tourist. a first
trlper, could well be cartooned by
mammoth Interrogation point File always
wants to know why the guides are 80
very adroit in evading questions. We. were
helng shown an exquisite piece of en-
broihery many years old. Someone of
course promptly asked. who made it?''
Well. really madam" the guide replied
IN bored tone, Il don't know. wasn't
living then"
We are never surprised to hear any
question propounded One loyal. il trifie
indscreet. American asked IN impressiv,
English guide, who was leading us around
the tomhs of some of his deceased 10Y
ereigns. where King George was buried,
tho one we Americans licked" Another,
as we stood listening to the Rrewsoms
tale of the many beheaded people hurled