The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1919-09-20
ST. Cross, Winchester.

IN THIS morning Of spring.
when the sun, at last, after
many weeks of retirement,
has shown his golden face
Eve the eastward downs, any city
In so fair a city as Winchester
Ems for the moment, undesirable.
te seeks instinctively a wider sky
bee. hills and meadows, and the flow
1.-THE new-fallen waters for company.
sese are in the valley of the Itchen,
Hites a correspondent of the Christian
Hence Monitor.
Through the cathedral close the
Ay lies, down the avenue, pas the
Astern door and out before the
aces OF emerald lawn. above which
fwers this majestic pile, within whose
hills, and around them. are memoried
much of Englands history. from
+eat Alfred and Chanute. past William
? wykeham and Wolsey, to the mod
IN men of learning and lawn sleeves.
Beautifully harmonious are the sur
bindings, both In line and color-soft
rays of full round Norman arches.
3ivid greens OF clolster-garth, blending
18TH the darker tints of immemorial
Jews, and the golden sheen of lichens
Jpor gnarled tree-trunks. Here are
<fch reds and browns. upon the tiled
eopings Of messy walls. on barge
boards Of ancient gnbled roofs and In
The delicate rose-pink network OF in
'erlacihg twigs. through which the
cathedral town is seen. Thus, among
charms, you twist and
turn. now roupd corner. beneath the
shadow of an<arch. now out again Into
<he full Sunlight. before another bend
aSon once more through the pleas
- loom Of the eastern gate.
rIsside Wykeham's college, modestly
fronting the road. is little humble
bun -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 all
of shy timidity. not without grace In
these, sometimes. too blatant days.
Here are Wykehamlsts, fresh-faced
In straw hats. symbolizing a cominl
summer. and here. past the gray ruin
OF Wolsey castle-where Mary o
. England. before her marriage, fete'
her Spanish husband-tO-be-are tn
fresh green water-meadOws of tn
Itchen. and beyond. clear-cut agains
the skyline, the tree-crested ridge o
st. GATHERINGS hill. with memories o
King Charles II and Of the college
"Dulce Domum."
The Waters Splash and Bubble.
On either side the meadow path tn
waters splash and bubble, swish an
eddy with a music most melodiou
meanlngful. even to those vi
ned In fish lore. Gray gulls hover
fored In the shining surface, an
hhger over II, so as to set one won
dering what lure II was that led ther
from their open sea into this inlan
. Hampshire wiley. Down below
above a sandy bed. the forest Of fern
like water weeds bends to the current
and the minnows-or the minnow-kin
dart and play about its glade.
Right ahead there Is age-long ajest
again-the gabled roofs and towere
church OF the Hospital of st. Cros.
efnbowered In ancestral elms. Here
sit. upon white stile. to enjoy a flee
Ing glimpse Of a matched roof, an
watch. across the sliding water mi
ror. the fringe Of pink feather
grasses nodding and qulvering to tn
breeze.
am tempted almost to 60 into ii
hospital. and demand the "Wayfarer
Dole"-not that | want the dole
which. moreover, Is meager durir
these days-but that 1t Is pleasant
partake OF charity practiced for {
many centuries by the brethren In r.
and black. Some say hardly knO
with what truth-that st. Cross is Il
hospital In which Anthony TrolloI
placed THE Warden" of the novel
named. and of Manchester Towers
Trollope. In his autobiography mann
Salisbury. not Winton. as the city