Volume Ii. Washington City, April 21, 1872. Number 7
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O VOLUME II. WASHINGTON CITY, APRIL 21, 1872. NUMBER 7. For THE CAPITAL. faith inthe miraculous bambino—a doll made could find his " Lotus Eaters " illustrated here Mormons time and opportunity to arrange their THE WATERING-PLACES OF GREAT BEI- WAITING. of olive wood, and looking like a model of Tom by tableaux vivante. The vivid line» arc dying society on a new foundation, and gattring the - TAIN AND GERMANY. Thumb; loaded with jewels 'of course. When All the years of my life have never given me In the crimson-tinted west, anybody is sick and nigh unto death's door, if desired result without unnecessary harsliness. And a Tew bright 6tare ate trying Buch a delight as this visit to Rome. See, I am But if the programme marked-cmt by'the Gentile Hints for Passing a Summer Pleasantly and his puife be heavy enough he can have this not solfish in my joy; I try to share it with you. with Economy, Tp reillumc its breast, bambino brought from the church to his bed- element is followed, there Is «certain to be a vast K. R. K. deal of trouble, endless complications, and a As I stand In silence waiting side. It the patient lives, it was the bambino CHAPTER X. To welcome borne once more, that worked the miracle ; and if he dies? Well, judicial persecution which, while driving the One who made all tbe sunlight if he dies ! ¿¡fex>, what would you ? It was the SPIRIT OF THE EUROPEAN AND Mormons to "Iseek a new home, will perpetuate Early on Monday morning we were again Of my life to days of yore. doctors that killed him. So the noble army of AMERICAN PRESS. polygamy as long as there are any disciples of upon a jaunting car, in order to reach our des- M. D'e„ are tamed into Barrabbas by these Jfce Smith on the face of the earth. tination of Glenarm, a distance of fourteen Alas, the many changes miles further down the coast. Do you remem- Wrought by those vanished years! priests. A BAS LIS CHIGNONS. ber the drive from Navies to Sorrento ? Not the The bright hopes that have faded We went one day to the catacombs of the (From the Cosmopolitan (London.)] AN AMERICAN SONG-BIRD IN LONDON. In the rains of bitter tears! scenery of orarige groves upon your left, but Capuchin conveijt, where they make a solemn We never see the mop of false hair called a The following we find iu the London corres- tl&t far '¿own upon the right—that lovely water, Have I altered much I wonder? mockeij' of dea^h by building arches of the chignon on a woman's head, especially a great pondence of the Cincinnati Commercial of a late btuS, purple, and green, till at last it curls Its Have I graver grown—or old '/ piecei of disjointed skeletons, and doing orna- fat yellow one, without a strong temptation to date : long white fringe upon the beach? Such was W1H he think my voice still " music," tffentatoOBs with the small bones, and whSie snatch it ofl'and.throw it in the gutter, with the For about a year an attractive young lady our ¿rive from Cushendall to Glenarm, by the And my braids still " dusky goldi" the dead monks stand around in niches and exclamation of King Lear, " OS, oft', ye land- from CtUCImratl,; Miss Whinijery, hao been rh side oi a circling buy, over» road scooped oUt If time has paled my roses, glare at you with something that seems posi- ings !" These monstrous deformities, which London studying music with the object of be- by wonderful skill and labor from the vast over- "Or strewn silver In my hair, tively like eyes, until you look and see only the were first introduced iu 1783, and revived in coming a professional singer. She was, I be- hanging limestone cliffs. The warmth of the Will he grieve, and cease to love me For THE CAPITAL. eyeless sockets; they grin at you and seem to I860, are growing bigger and bigger, and if pub- lieve, studying in Paris, when " events'" induced sun had qualified the atmosphere to the exact Because I am less fail i HOltAVE TO APOIiLO. mumble over Shakspeare's old words, " To this lic ridicule will not reduce them, taxation must. her to come to London. Here she has, both by degree for enjoyment by its combination with 1 know If years have heavily If servants in wigs are made to swell the in- (BOOK I, ODE 81.) complexion must you come at last." When we her intelligence,and her fine musical powers, the gentle breeze that swept over the greift ex- Their mark upon him laid, were lyoll out of this charnel house and into come tax, why not the wearers of false or for- made a deep impression upon those who know panse of water. Nothing Collld be nearer per- 1 will love him but the better Let others pray for wealth; pure atmosphere again, I turned to our cocherc eign hair ? When Pitt was prime minister a tax the art which Miss Whinnery is devotedly pur- fection than that day. Shortly before reaching The poet's wiser sense For the ruin they have made. and 6aid, "The authorities have ordered the was levied on hair powder. Let the tariff on suing. Among others with whom she has be- the village we passed beneath the castellated Desires but lyric skill and health, the importation of human hair be raised a thou- villa of Lady Londonderry. This noble and beau- So I shall no longer question Aud moderate competence. Capuchins to bury their dead some other way, come acquainted is Miss Elizabeth Philp, a His tenderness and truth, have they not ?" Yes, signora, but they have sand per cent., and the license to wear a chig- sister of a gentleman well known In Washing" tiful residence is built upoh a projecting crag But believe that still he loves me What begs the poet at Apollo's shrine? • done something better than that. The Capu- non be at least £o a year. Would not this be a ton, who is herself unquestionably the best around the base at which tile road winds to the What prays he, pouring from the cup uew wine? With the passion of his youth. chins formerly gave all the burial permits, and more sensible financial measure than Mr. Lowe's ballad singer, and perhaps the best composer seaboard, the tower of the castle seeming like k Not the rich crops of grain attempted tax on lucifers ? So great is the de- continuation of Nature's rough handiwoirk. At. But hush! oh, doubtful questions, * From fat Sardinia's plain; if one could not give two hundred francs, one's of ballad music, in London. Miss Philp, who Aud throbbing heart be still, dead must "be put in the potter's field—that is, mand for the chignon staple that even human has written an excellent little treatise, " How to the very point of a sharp turn to the right the lie is coming, I can see blm Not beauteous flocks from hot Calubria's fold; thrown In a hole like a dog; no mass—nothing. hair is counterfeited on a large scale, or rather Sing an English Ballad," Is very critical, aud, rock presents a smooth, flat surface like the a sort of silken substitute has been invented, Climb the summit of the hill. Not Indian ivory, nor the yellow gold; Now we, do not have to pay permission fees to after hearing Miss Whinuery sing in private, side of a monument that iu ages past lacked which, by the way, is far less objectionable than only the inscription. And thus, in deeply A few more steps will bring him Not meads where Liris laves th afraiii." she informed me, as an acquaintance of Miss To our moss-grown trysting tree- His banks with silent waves. the original article. A puff of clean silk is de- graven letters, has the want been supplied: I must tell you a little story, as it serves cidedly preferable to a mass of dead hair, cut Whlnnery's, that the young lady had a wonder- Will he linger there a moment Let those who have, prune the Calenian vine; ful voice, one which could bring her to the "Frances Ann Vane, Marchioness of London- With a tender thought of me? te illustrate the prevailing sentiment. A from the head of gracious knows who. As for The wealthy merchant quaff the costly wine young 'American friend, who speaks Italian sleeping in the room with a fearful chignon on highest excellence if she would immediately derry, being connected with this province by 'Twas standing In these shadows From golden goblets bright, very well, wont into one of the churches and the dressiug-table, we would as soon pass a place herself under the best training that Italy the double ties of birth and marriage, and being Whose trade has prospered right. With the sweet stars bright above, fell into a conversation with a priest. Among night with a corpse. The ghost of some de- can give. Such, indeed, had previously been desirous to hand down to posterity an imper- That he told with eager pleading my own opinion, but I prefer to give that of so ishable memorial of Ireland's affliction and Eng- The story of his love. Dear to the gods—for lie, times three or four, other things our friend spoke of himself as a parted unfortunate might come to reclaim her Safe, yearly braves the Atlantic, far from shore.