Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1919-09-19

when the sun, ut last after
many weeks of retirement,
has shown his golden face
above the eastward downs. any city
even so fair n city as Winchester
seems for the moment, undesirable.
One seeks instinctivcly wider sky
space, hills and meadows, and the flow
of the new-fallen waters for company.
These are in the valley of the Itchen,
writes correspondent Of the Christian
Science Monitor
Through the cathedral close the
way lies, down the avenue. past the
western door and out before the
spaces Of emerald lawn, above which
towers this majestic pile, within whose
walls, and around them, are memoried
SO much of England's history. from
great Alfred and Chanute. past william
OF Wykeham and Wolsey. to the mod
ern men of learning and lawn sleeves.
Beautifully HARMONIOUS are the sur
roundings. both in line and color-soft
grays Of full round Norman arches.
vivid green's Of clOister-garth, blending
with the darker tints Of immemorial
yews, and the golden sheen of lichens
upon gnarled tree-trunks Here are
rich reds and browns, upon the tiled
copings Of messy walls, on barge
boards Of ancient gabled roofs and in
the delicate rose-pink network of in
terlacing twigs. through which the
cathedral town is seen. Thus, among
ever-changing charms. you twist and
turn. now round corner, beneath the
shadow of an arch, now out again into
the full sunlight. before another'bend
leads you once more through the pleas
ant gloom of the eastern gate.
Beside Wykeham's college, modestly
fronting the road. is little humble,
buff-colored building, with an Oriel
window, and n legend reminding us
that here Jane Austen lived her later
days Her house, among so many sur
rounding grandeurs, wears--as ] sup
pose the writer herself wore--an air
of shy timidity. not without grace In
these, sometimes, too blatant days.
Here are Wykehamists, fresh-faced,
In straw hats, symbolizing n coming
summer. and here, past the gray ruins
Of Wolsey castle--where Mary OF
England, before her marriage. feted
her Spanish -be--are the
fresh green water-meadows Of the
Itchen, and beyond, clear-cut against
the skyline, the tree-crested ridge OF
st. GATHERINGS hill, with memories Of
King Charles ii and Of the colleges
"Dulce Domum."
The Waters Splash and Bubble.
On either side the meadow path the
waters splash and bubble, swish and
eddy with music most melodious
and meaningful, even 10 those un.
learned in fish lore. Gray gulls hover
mirrored in the shining surface, and
linger over II. so as TO set one won
dering what lure II was that led them
from their open sea into this inland
Hampshire valley. Down below
above sandy bed, the forest of fern.
like water weeds bends 10 the current
and the minnows--or the minnOw-kind
dart and play about its gades
Right ahead there Is age-long majesty
again-the gabled roofs and lowered
church of the Hospital Of St. Cross
empowered In ancestral elms. Here
sit, upon white stile, 10 enjoy feet
ing glimpse of matched roof. and
ror, the fringe of pink feathery
grasses nOdding and quivering TO the
breeze.
| am tempted almost TO go into the
hospital, and demand the "Wayfarer's
DOle"-not that / want the dole
these days-but that II Is pleasant &c
/ pnrtnke OF charity practiced for sc
many centuries by the brethren in RED
and black. Some say-I hardly know
with what truth-that 81. Cross Is the
hospital in which Anthony TrollOpt
placed "The Warden" of the novel 81
named, and OF "Barchester Towers
Trollope in his autobiography names
Salisbury, not WintOn, MS the city In
which he first conceived the story Oi
that gentle priest; but, Barsetshir'
being county Of his own imagining
he may well have conjured a llttl'
with English topography. And. think
ing Of TrOllOpe-while my eyes linge
upon the crocus-gemmed lawns Of 81
Cross, and the orange-budded chestnu
twigs shiny with flowing sap--hov
many others, famous in literature
have trod these velvet paths, and thos'
Of the hills on either hand
A Goodiy Five.
"0ld John OF Count, time-honore,
Lancaster" perhaps from his place a