The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1934-06-01


well be $50 You're Going to Chicago"
Which is by way of saying that this summer
thousands of Americans going abroad at
home" by visiting the second edition of the big
show which the middle western metropolis put
OH last summer. For the outstanding feature of
the 1884 Century Of Progress exposition is the
foreign villages which now stand on the shores
of Lake Michigan. Unlike other worlds fairs
where you got your idea of what certain for
eign country was like by inspecting formal
exhibit" of of the products, handicraft,
etc. of that land, this years exposition in Chi
cago offers you "grand tour of four conti-
nents concentrated in less space than town.
ship in your home county, where in the trans
planted bits of more than dozen foreign lands
you can hobnOb with their people and breathe
in the very atmosphere of their everyday life.
Of the four continents represented by villages
at the fair, Europe has the greatest number A
visit to the English village is more than a trip
across the Atlantic to call British cousins.
1t means also journey back into the past-to
that Merrie England Of the Sixteenth century
made glamorous by the writings of several i'm
mortas who lived in those far-Of times. The
tourist" enters it through replica of the Tower
of London before whose portals stand stalwart
guards, typical English "beef-eaters," whose
stern vsages and cleaning halberds remind him
of the dark deeds that the Tower has seen, Of
the fate that there befen gallant Sir Walter
other luckless notable.
But once inside the village he forgets
those gloomy memories. For over here is the
cottage Of Ann Hathaway, to which more than
once across the fields of StratfordOn-Avon came
her sweetheart, young Will Shakespeare, as yet
unconscious of the fame that was to be his.
There is a replica of Haddon Hall, home of the
lovely Dorothy Vernon, whose tempestuous career
was rescued from the obscurity of history in the
,oP a-Iao Mojn hon MIC
Was in Flower" And not far away is the replica
of Stoke POgis church where Gray wrote his
"Elegy in a Country Churchyard," and another
of Sugrave Manor, ancestral home of the Wash
ingtons. .....,.. ...
If the tourist" is weary from much sightsee-
ing and bit dizzy by being carried bodily back
into the atmosphere of Ye Olden Tyne, he can
say, in the words of the poet, Il will take mine
ease in mine inn." For over there is a tavern
'at the sign of the Cheshire Cheese and when
he enters he will find himself in distinguished
company The ghosts Of DIR. Samuel Johnson
and his alter ego, James Boswell, haunt this
raftered room in the inn, for here such chairs
those in which the famous doctor and his
cronies sat, as well the tables from which
they ate their rare roast beef and kidney pie
and drank their nut-brown ale.
To leave England and go to Ireland does not
involve trip across the stormy Irish sea. In
stead minutes walk up the Midway takes the
tourist back to the 'ould soda village of
than score of buildings ranging from the
simplest matched cottage to a replica Of Tara's
hall, famed in song and story the meeting
place of the ancient Irish kings clergymen,
princesses and bards.
Walk across the street from this historic pail
(Watch out That jaunting car just barely
missed YOU'D and you'll find yourself In Dinty
Moore's Pub, one OF the most famous bars of
Dublin, with it's sawdust covered floor and rough
wooden benches. AS you drink toast to the
spirit of the Emerald Isle there drifts in through
the windows the sounds of music and you hurry
out to join the throng gathering In the village
green where group of jolly Irish lads and col
leens are dancing jigs and reels to the accom-
paniment of bagpipe and harp.
Or If you're a serious minded tourist" and
haven't time to waste on watching such frivoli-
ties, over there is group Of weavers demon
stratng the manufacture of Irish linen poplin
and lace, and in another place you can try to
decipher the Latin text of the Book of Kels the
Illuminated copy of the Gospel. said to be the
finest example of early Christian art of its kind,
and containing also local Irish records dating
back to the Eighth century But whether you're
serious-minded or not. don't forget to kiss the
Barney Stone (Yes, there's piece of 1t here)
before you leave this village. Faith, and twill