Evening journal., 1910-02-26
LECTURE ABOUT
TOURS ABROAD
Mr.. and Mrs. W. X. Crosby
Tell Of Beauties Of Cornwall,
the English Rivera

Mr.. and Mrs. w. X Crosby person.
ally conducted crowded roomful Of
tourists from Central Church to Corn
wall, "the English Riviera" last night
Mr.. Crosby told. as he said, the cold
solid facts, and Mrs. Crosby the stories
of giants and fairies. but as Mrs
Crosby proved the truth of all her
traditions to the entire satisfaction of
the audience, she insisted that her part
of the lecture was solid fact, too.
Before leaving the church for New
York, the tourists sang America, and
+. +. Palmer gave a pleasing vocal
solo, an old English song, who's for
the Coach Tonight" Then Mr.. Crosby
took all present to the Hotel Gotham,
New York. According TO Mr.. Crosby
it was diabolical weather next day,
but all set sail in the "Kronprincessin
Cecilie." The German ship did not
furnish soap, and only three stew
ardesses were on board. and the
weather was stormy all the way, but
Mr. Crosby made so many jokes that
everyone kept cheerful. Then the
party debarlled at Plymouth. the same
from which the well-known Mayfiower
once set sail. and Mr.. Crosby told the
history of that event. The engineers
present were interested in the famous
breakwater and Eddystone lighthouse.
Then all hurried to Penzance, the
largest town in Cornwall. population
$1,000. 1t had very narrow streets.
There was a splendid hotel. and none
will forget the good things to eat. Mr..
Crosby ordered cauliflower for all, and
told of the immense amount of it
grown in Cornwall. Next day, the
women went into esctasies over the
great fields of flowers
All hastened with Mr. Crosby to see
the actual tin mine that Solomon got
his tin from for his temple. Mr..
Crosby said that some of the mines
were so deep that the miners could
hear the ROSTERS crow in Australia.
An illustration of the romance of min
ing was the $4,000 invested i'm a mine,
which yielded s5,00O,000 dividend; this
was a financial fish story big enough
for America Mr.. Crosby took the
tourists to western Cornwall to visit
the fisheries. the chief industry there.
They were picturesque at night with
the nets cleaning silver i'm the torch
light. The fishermen say that the
Phoenicians traded in Cornwall before
Moses. Returning to Penzance. all
sat down to rest in the beautiful park
which was a standing advertisement
for the climate. since tropical
plants grew outdoors there all the year
around.
Mrs. w. K. Crosby beguiled the rest
ing time most charmingly with folk
lore stories. She asked all to notice
how old Cornwall seemed, as if it had
always been that way since Noah. This
was due TO its isolation, for until a
few years ago it took three days TO &c
to Plymouth. Sc miles away. It's people
now speak of "Going to England" as il
it were another country. The Cornish
language is dead and buried-the last
woman who spoke it dying in 1775.
Cornwall used to be inhabited bs
giants, direct descendants of Noah
through the Galatians or Gauls. II
takes its name from the hero Corn,
who slew Cog Magog, n gentleman 1.
cubts high. The jawbone and teeth
of Cog. which were unearthed at the
/ Hoe" prove this fact. Besides there
are kettles. armchairs. and all sorts
Of things belonging to the giants scat
tered over Cornwall. The tourists
looked toward the sea. where Mr.. Cros-
by had already pointed out Mount st
Michael, the rocky island where the
archangel once visited a holy hermit
Mrs. Crosby told of the making of tho
/ island. A giant wanted a home in tho
woods and he and his wife carried
cubical rocks from a great distance tC
build the mount. The devil came once
to Tamormouth. feeling lonesome. but
he discovered all the people in Corn.
( wall were saints and all the birds
] squab pies, and not feeling qualified
for either he returned, leaving prooi
of his visit in knee-prints. There was
an enchanted castle with a magic key
and a true story of a mermaid-th'
| family have the mermaid's comb t,
prove it. Skeptical people, Mrs. Crosby
said, might call the comb a sharks
jaw. but skeptical people are never
lovable. The patron saint of Cornwall
floated there from Ireland. whence, be
ing unpopular, he had been shipped
on a grindstone. There are holy welli
there, too; whichever of n married
couple drinks first at st. Keen's wei
will be the ruler of the house. Here
also is Tintagael, the home of tn,
Arthurian legends.
The party returned with good ap
petite TO the inn, where they dined OF
/ famous metaphysics and Cornish clot
ted cream. The waitress said to max,
the pasties. take meeat and taties
close EN- uD in dough. crimp the edges
put in the oven, and don't burn. Mrs
Crosby said the golden cream resem
bled "baby buttercups, newly born
Mrs. Crosby wrote out the Welsh fol
the fifth commandment, beginning
"Gwra PERTH de taz."
Safely back in Central Church aftei
this fine trip, the tourists sang Goo
Save the King"
AS Mrs. Crosby apropos of an anus
ing negro story related. "our stories to
night have been parallels for purposes
of finance and a generous collection
for missions was then taken. Miss Ev;
Taylor, president of the Woman's Mis-
sionary Society. who presided. theI
voiced the sentiment of the audiencl
in heartily thanking Mr.. and Mrs