but
R many New York downtown
stranger:
wandering from the‘main high-
WI. sightseeing, have been puns
Med by finding here and there little
residence streets _
jWo~ltory brick cottages wedged in
“between towering apartment houses. ’
They, have noted that these were“
...“oither artists“ studios or artistically
durniehed homes. and wondered at
"E their diminutive size, or rejoiced
Bled—ling a LiOh’ 1...»... mew»
to the last day—the investigation
lasted months~I wrote every word
of the story, although other papers
had two or three writers covering
it, my daily space fixnning into seve-
ral columns, the final day nine
columns.
This last r3:',\"s work started a.
. .that some Manhattanites had what *
"back in Main Street would be im-
portant—one family homes. These
”Vere ante combined stables, car-
riage houses and living rooms of
Coachmen. One such. not‘yet. at the
time of which I w is, converted into
human habitation. stood on the north
side of East Seventeenth street near
Irving place. and had been rented
by a showman who housed there a.
W performing; lion and its koepur. One
mbrning tho sedate neighborhood
wasalarmenl by the report that the
lion hml t"‘~;‘fl],lcd from its case and
had killc-l. and was devouring, a
trick horse also stabled there by
the showman. ,
Richard llurding Davis, novelist,
brcakfnztinr: in It clu?) near by, heard
the alarming rcporis and, an Old
’ SUN man, lt‘ltjlllunt‘d a tip to Tm:
81'): and also to the ll'orld. it was
an early hour for morning. news—
paper worlzrrs. hut David Graham
Phillips and I, huvini: lhon given up
night work. wrrc in our oilicvs and
were as<i2umL he “I" the li'orld, to
thc sir-r): Thu scene when we ar-
Tth‘tl Was much as if a fire alarm
was the C‘tlUFi"; pnlico lines were
drawn, and u linlllel‘ 1rd to the second
story of the little brick stable; ex-
cited crowds pressed the police lilies,
~nnd dislm. tr-d mothers Were search-
children. out for a.
morning Jill’ill; with nut-ens. Phil-
lips and l :lgrocd that :1 peek in—
side ll‘n- luiiltliuz: was in order, and
WO uiiict-rly climlwd the ladder,
rcimhcll 3h:- sr-cmul Story Hour, and
In the semi-Gurkm-ss found the stairs
lendin: ll- :lm an it: floor. “‘0 hoard
ferirsuntw urouls. sure enough, but
they lYllLYl‘l (mum l‘rnln a_c:lt:ml beast
lutwrtll lv .1 dvvnlcrl press am'ut.
Lin“ "unt'r: in a dark stable was
H pillar spurt of mini}, and
ing for their
now-r u l
Phillips :uimltlcd that he had never
tell any r~.lll.u.rlu.~~lu for ll, hut Duly,
the reminds us. is “Stern
(laughter (if the Voice of God," no
lt-ssv than «if Ciiy editors. “'0
'slcullhzly vrcpt down a fr-w Steps
of that ruin-may and prcscully. when
our (-3-th lmumc accusimunl it.) the.
dim light. w- saw rxuvfly what we
did lliltr\\'1i!lt to 5w}. :1 bit; lion
brr~al;‘insilng (ill :1 frrshly laillcd
horse, l7: tar agitutinn we made a.
I'l‘lf‘liffl the liun to
raise his hull and, socir; us. voice
a hour: appul: l‘t'le‘. and make a
movmnwm I» if to investigate the
liilrull-rx' the privacy of his
final.
‘”‘})C‘llL'\lll‘ll. uni] our follow repor-
ters. :zlad tostirnony that no
two fircmru, let-ruling from a falling
Wall, ("\Tl‘ slid down it iriddcr with
Each rt". busts spoml .is wc developed
in our l‘v"l‘¢.ll to llu- sidewalk.
TliCTt' “215 but mu- :l:l:l.; for us to
do; to Itmru ii‘ llli.‘l'(.‘ hill burn a
press plum. We found the
showman and look him to a private
room in a ucighlmrhuud ccli‘c what:
we cross examined him fur .‘lll hour
The avail» arc of no illll‘l'0'>l now;
our ccuclmiuu was that it was a
I straight sinl‘y. The end was that,
with irons limited while but in the
boiler room of a candy factory
across the way. the lion was forced
back into his cage and inkuu away
from thoro. much to relief of the
neighlmrhood. especially the bothered
precinct police captain. Wt.- both
wrote slrulght sturlcs; no other
paper. as I recall, printed more them
a brief joking paragraph. As i have
intimated, all the wit of our pro-
fessional brothers was directed at
us: 'We. said they, vvcre not inno-
cents who had been imposed upon;
we were knowing takers, that was
what we were! it was trying.
I“) 1' . o} 1
v. Liv-ll c rust-d
:;§=l.il
bnrc
{if-(Ont
The Lexow Inquiry.
There is no purpose here to cata-
logue my more important assign-
ments, as varied as the activities of
the great city. the unexpected, the
comedy, drama. tragedy. human
failures and wreckage, splendid pur-
poses and achievements; progress
in art. music, theater;'ourpriscs in
monumental buildings. bridges, ship~
ping, local transit. \Vith some phase
of. all these things the reporter is
concerned: They are. the raw mate-
rial of his industry.
80, something of only a few as-
signments i shall set down.
State Senator Clarence chow was
chairman of a. legislative vice in«
vestigation committee created, it may
be, by partisan intention, yet its
depths sounding search of the under-
world of New York resulted in
.valuable reforms. Many feared,
some hoped, few expected that the
investigation would, to use a sport-
, ing term. ”break" as it did. Under
the direction of informed and dill-
grént, counsel the committee tore
down a. withholding wall of secrecy,
releasing a flood of vice revelatioiis
'yhich shocked the city and state,
A- reporter in long service on Tap
nyflmsassigned to the first day’s
“‘ "in.“ Even thatopening day ga‘ve
rat that‘s. his story would break.
1 W331. assigned to cover future
;W¥éesuiona. Learning of this
, What assigned delivered
fitfiatum; He alone would
f: ’37 oxalic would resign.
‘ “Sign. For some
agsistant was
.. the second
Lion hunting in a dark stable
was never a popular ~
sport of mine.
\
shop discussion as to the record for
lt'll.£,"lll of a single driy‘sestory written
by onv reporter unassisted. I do not
hold that rv-cord. tin-ugh it may have
been mine. Later in June. 1899,
a prize lizht of much inlcrcst took
plm‘i‘ zit ('uvzéy Island betwcen the
limivylvt-ighis, Filzsimmmis and the
("alliru'uiutt .lcl‘frics. That was re-
ported lry .lm- Vila, then of Tm: SUN.
now sporting editor and a writer of
:1 daily sic-uni column on Tim
Sl'x. On that story, \‘ila began
fillElL‘,‘ his iolr-grnpncd stuff at 6
in the evening; preliminaries about
tho principils in their headquar-
(M‘s. follou'rd in order by word
pictures of the arriving crowds, ring-
sidn stuff. betting. the small fry
fights. the. main cvcnt, round by
round, interviews with the heavy-
wr-iulus :ifivr li‘itz‘imnzous was
knmliml out in the clcvcnth round.
lhmi fl loud for the whole story.
“'hou ho had filvd his last page,
soon after midnight, the “’vslrvrn
[‘nion, chcvkr-d a count of 17.“in
words on his matter filed and sent.
\'il;t's stl-ry. and mine of the last
day of the lwxow investigation, wore
of the same length; lull \‘xlzt‘s work
was done nude-r conditions which
made his the more notable picce
IIc dictated directly
not writing a line him-
composing his story as the
'r ‘nllosi. 1 also dictated to
.. ..-u {rum notes. and under
no sirvss oi‘ undelal cxitcmcnt. and
I llzld opportunity between adjourn-
ment of the committee and dictation
{pr a. breathing spell, to get the
story sums-what outlined. Viia‘s
story. conditions of work, character
and amount produced Considered. is
the best piece of reporting 1 know
of.
of reporting.
in xi iypisi,
Sl‘lf,
Nlere Than Enough.
1 often worked with Vila, a Har-
vard man who played both football
and baseball there for two years.
“'0 “wrest-lit together to Boston.
.\‘~w linen. Springfield (neutral
ground). Princeton and Philadelphia
on {tuitiltlll stories. A YaIe-llurvard
game atféh‘w’l‘iavcn was played in
a Cold drizzle of ruin, and after the
game, in luck of any mounsof rapid
transit,’wc walked to the telegraph
office, stopping on our wet and
weary way for coffee.
At the telegraph office we found
several typicztl‘ queries from Night
City Editor Clarke: Were we aware
that our story was for publication in
the morning, not the evening SUN?
Could we conveniently postpone
(lining until after filing our stuff?
And so forth. After we had each
got an operator whose wire was con-
nected with THE SUN office, and had
Straightened out our soggy notes,
Vila turned to me and said, “We've
been soaked; now let's soak it to
Boss Clarke." Without so much as
stopping to light a pipe we "soaked
it." At 9 o’clock Clarke Wired:
“One or two other unimportant
stories are scheduled for to-morrow's
paper. Cut yours short." We
grinned in triumph, and went to‘
dinner.
Other. assignments proved the spe— .
cial merits of my colleagues. Ale
though he was the turf specialist
Christopher Fitzgerald was for some
reason satisfactory to the man who
wrote the assignment sheet sent to
Jacksonville, Florida, to report the
fight between Jim Corbett and the—
Englishman, Charley Mitchell. and
so was I. A day or two before the
tight we were strolling about the
streets in Jacksonville
gerald stopped. looked mo. the dim
recess of, a. stablefirh i ‘
aid? crime meets find
.11
when Fitz- . v
praising glance said; “There's a horse .
in there I .want to look at." He
looked over the horse and engaged .+
it and a. light rig to take him to and
from the scene oi: the fight. some
miles out of town. When the brief
ring affair was over—Corbett scored
a. knockout in the third round—I
~
"OT—JP ..
‘V‘Fmfi
(mu " fl“
.— (”3- I
l'l In- 3'7"; '
.mmi . .
mu.‘ . . - '
ran to a railway siding where a
locomotive and a day coach waited
to carry mo to Savannah, (is‘nrtzifl.
whore I was to file my . tory bl‘CltuSe
of inadcquaie tclvxruplt facilities in
Jacksonville. Fling-“raid, in no grunt
hurry. not into his rig and started
in pursuit of sort-ral Competitors.
and the horse \vllns'e speed he had
corl'm‘tly nppl‘ilscd at it glance
grtinml upon and pussmi one competi-
tor :tficr unnllnir and finally took his
confident driver- tn illie tel-\lrrapll
oillcc fil‘g of the army of reporters.
Mark Hanna’s “Rage."
Edward Riggs, Tris SI‘S’S chief
political reporter, know every “city.
State and national politician of im-
portance, and his friendly relations
with them was on a strictly non-
partisan bzisis. I was among a num-
ber of rephrters he took with him
to the St. Louis Republican Conven-
tion of 1896. There he said to mo:
"Now, you Just write about anything
you see of interest; anything. ,my
boy—except politics and the con-
.vcntion." I feel sure that there were
tears in my eyes when I thanked
him for leaving the field so wide
open for me; for letting me review
Hamlet. as one might say. with no
mention 0: the Prince of Denmark.
But he knew conventions better
than I; there was more than enough
for me to write about. Some ec-
centric who assigned seats for the
press had placed the whole SUN
outfit among the chairs generally
rcscrvcd for representatives of
weekly or monthly agricultural pub-
lications. \Vhen Riggs learned this
he nearly passed away. He sought
that eccentric, but did not speak
until he had planted his'ample but
firm bolt line. against the other‘s
waistcoat. Then he roared: "Sir,
what in hell do you mean by seating
THE SI‘N men a mile from the secre~
tary's desk? I want my men seated
where they will have quick, access to
all documents, have desks to write
on, where they can see and‘hear
what’s going on. where copy rurl=’
hers can reach them in a hurry—-
where they belong, damn you, sir!
And I want quick action without any
argument.” '
He got ’ivhat he Wanted, but it
was days before his outraged dignity
ceased to armise periodic appeals to
heaven to tell him what that ecceir-
trio thought half a. dozen SUN men
had traveled a thousand. miles from
Broadway to do. 7 ‘
Returning from St. Louis, Mark
Hanna's private car was attached to
- our train, and as I had known Mr.
Hanna all my lifeI called upon him.
He grade quite a. fuss over me for
the reason that my brother, Horace.
eldest in a family of eleven
been his business assbciate. and their
families were intimate. When lie
had. introduced .me to his, traveling
companiong'all nationally prominent
Republicanmfim. Han t
. . it: £3
children
or whom I was the you "est; had 7'
i
calledrme by when I was a Schnei-
boy. He Was as amazed when I told
him I was a. Democrat as if I had
told him I was a Buddhist. “But,
dammit, Eddie," he exclaimed. filo:-
ace Townes-nails brother can}: be a.
Democrat. You only think you're
Olin." '
Mark Hanna was a conservative
Republican not alone bc-cauxc he lm- .
licvod in the principles of his party
but because temperamental“; he
could see good only in things estab—
lished; in affairs arranged; in the
old order; in‘institutious accepted.
flxcd. To him Democracy meant
radicalism, and that mount remit»
tion; or, if not quite that. meddling
with accepted institutions which
should remain forever undist’hrhvd.
Democratshnd only theories to ot‘i’cr
mdlsircssnu: things—while Republi-
cans. who must be be conservative.
protocled conditions demonstrated to
be good for them. Um.- had only to
enunwralo the fruits or those con-
ditions to prove lhclr excellence.
Your radical :ld‘t't,‘(‘!t[€’d--\VllflI?—-.'l
theory. “'hy. my tlcnr sir, a. theory
15 but In “Hi-nun. Can you run
Government on dreams? Thus
Mark ll’anna; thus, too, I had heard
in my own home from thetime I first
lac-came conscious what my elders
were talking about. Mr. Hanna was
an agreeable companion; no dreamer.
to he sure, yet the most interesting
figure. in national politics. His
thoroughly planned McKinley cam-
paign was carried out with bulldog
tenacity, for besides his political
faith in his candidate he had a warm
personal direction for him.
Early in the campaign I went t7)
Cleveland, and there Mr. ”Hanna
asked me and a fellow reporter from
Chicago,
his home on the “‘cst Side lake shore.
Among the guests were Mr. and.
hits. McKinley and three or four
National Committeemen. After din-
ner the men went out on a veranda:
to smoke, Mrs. Hanna 31141 the
other ladies remaining in the big
living hall. Realizing that the com~
mitteemen were there to talk the
kind 0f Politics they do .not talk
in the presence or reportersv REG
and I soon rose tooieave them. And
Mr. Hanna said to Mr. McKinley:
“Governor, you 80, in to the ladies.
,too; Townsend will read a. 'Chimmie
Fadden' story for you.” . .
Rice and 1 could not ”but think
this was an» odd proceeding, but; per:
haps the candidate trimmings“ a,
ciew to the situation when'he rose
to so _with us and? turned with 'a
laugh and said: ' v "
"Wantto get rid: of me. eh.,for '
fear I'll talk tannzto yaw". » :
At ten o'clock Mr. Hanna'received-
a telegram and after reading it 8336' -'
“I must go to Chicago.. Chiming
tole and me, hounded, , 1'“ have
my car attaiched’to strain- 163.an
“'allace Rice, to dinner at ,~
"011, A
" time. . Aschoolsirl friend. who. had. '
Jbeoome ‘aleharmm'g "young matron
' dolled for me at the"hotei.\with‘ he:
. hquand and drove ~ . ,
country club 'yvhere’ an afternoon
party of some size was, gathered.
“We'll meet some.“ th¢.,91d West
Side'set there," explained my‘viva-
cious licenses, "sud see are to be a
literary liul‘l."
“lint. i couldn‘t be, “please." _I
proh—sod. _
"Nonsense!" declared. ; We
lull Mon su‘ret‘nmrts, aged thlve.
and her authority was therefore
grout. “Your batik is listed every
month :‘imuug' ilm six best sellers.“
and you are uriting stories for ma-
unqunstlonahlc respect-
ism- appealed to her hus-
“siust he not be axiion.
elm
games of
alvllly."
build:
door?”
‘1 {col that that
palluzc-i mu: inc. but he dutifully
aziswurcd that I must; ‘ At 'the
country club my hostess introduced
me in several of the "old \Vcst Side
set“ who know that I had long been
away from (i‘lc-vc-land~twenty ‘yesrs
~—;lml some or them, under a little
juditious prompting by my guide.
ex on romemlmred that I had written
something. Thcnfialasi 4- ve be-
sloumi the widow of a former high
olilci:.l in the-.t‘ity goi’ernmcnt. a.
stout old lady, mind and body deter-
mindedly fixed upon food. In one
hand She‘lleld a fork, in the. other
a plate of ice cream: on one brand
log a salad was balanced. on the
other a plate of club sandwiches
was poised. "Mrs. K." said my guide.
"this is the Edward Townsend you
knew years ago." -
Mrs. X showed "no signs of know-
ing mm or wanting to know me. but
plainly showed that, whoever I might
be, she hoped I would go away~be-
fore she had to readjust her legs
for the safety of the treasures they
bore. "Oh.’ yes," continued the in-
domitable lady of my twelfth year
devotions. “you Member Eddie
Townsend, of the St. John‘s Towns;
ends, you knowffl ‘ ‘7
rfrobably thinking that if she sur-
rendered lwe would in mercy move on,
the relict. otjthegcity official replied:
surel'y. How d’y. Eddie?
Stiil‘ living. on the West Side?"
Havingshus passed us on. the good»-
lady gave thought to her salad,
which was sliding, and her sand-
good man sym-
lwiches- which were; slipping. Yet
how firm their foundation!
I wonder if other. shop fellows ref
call as vividly as donewspaper men:
«incident-s of years pasty. I thought
._ or this recently upon meeting ,Wiil-
_ lam 0. Inglis. now engaged in aesem- ..
bling and‘ preparing material» for an
authoritative and authorized Biograw .-
' phy of John D. Rockefeller.
Inifis.‘
then 'on the World, and I chancedxo
work togetheron several sensational
murder trials. Whenvve‘met, alien
fl]; ‘9'Whichiver you .
prefab. poets" .t'
y You
}.
ers
\v
,
hystericus. O'Sullivan tried him with
globus hysterleus. Certainly the ex-
pert was familiar with globus hys-
.tcricus. Then O’Sullix'an drawch in
an accent which type can no more
than suggcst, “'Whiclilver you pre-
fair. Dochter; glo-olius. a glo-obe;
lurl-olus a hma-awl.” This threw
Inglis into another kind of hysterics.
and 'he exercised infinite ingenuity
during the rest of the trial in tic—i
rising twists of conversation which
would intrigue O'Sullivan to repeat
the remark.
Elihu Root on Sun.
Young men planning to take up
newspaper work have asked as
have the fathers 0!- some, 51‘ the ox—
pcrlcnce would be an aid in other
lines of work. It Would not he
troublesome. I thiukrto prvycre :1
convincing list of men Euccc-;l‘ul in
other professinzzs or in large it - s
n
“a,
The Lure
By Dr. W. HARVEY-JELL‘l-E.
_ HE mention of the manic of Brit-
tiny llr‘Yf‘l‘ .llls to c: .jill‘f' up
l
the Vision of and
rock—lmuhd most of northern Franc.»
and to rcawakcn the memory
richly varied landscapes
sturdy. ancient people. ll
wonder that Brittany should your l.».\'
year exert the spell of its :ittractirw-
ncss upon thousands of Amt-ricotta
who love the beautiful in» nature. the
unique in race and the mysterious.
Should you decide to make 3 pi]-
“grimage thither, you would, of
course, visit Itcnnos-the capital of
the province. where centers its
military, Judicial, commercial and
ecclesiastical life. But youwlll not
linger long at Ronnes. The real Brit-
tany——the‘ Brittany that fires onc's
fancy and awakens one's womlcr-ls
the Brittany of the rocky western
coast. where great promontories jut
out with their lmetling‘crags into the
ivéil‘d waves of the Atlantic, defying _
the force" of gigantic billows and
racing currents. and sheltering in
their intervening hays the little
townsrwhere for countless genera-
‘Uons have dwelt‘the handy seamen
or this ancient land.
‘Thc best approach lies byway of
Nantes—one of France's greatest
ports—and the coast line on , the
south of the province. and the first
stop should be at Cal-nae. Here we
and a level coast 01. mingled sand
and bowlder; but we are in the cen-
ter‘ot‘ the finest remains of the an-
cient Druid cult which are to be found
anywhere in Europe. The celebrated
'. .lc Mild
.Lines of Carnot: stretch out in five
double rows-of upright stone pillars.
Nine thousand of these silent wit-
messes to the beliefs of long vanished
peoples still stand .lntact, and were .
it ’not for the depredatione of mod-
ern builders the gaps would be filled
and fully fifteen thousand pillars
would 'be ' standing" For miles
around, too, we meet the great Dol-
' mens‘ and Menhfisfsingl’e, lofty pil-
lars of rock, sixty .to seventy feet in
length. and rude rock huts. And as
we stand famong "these records of
antiquity we V weigh in: mind the
various explanations of these stone
memorials. Do they représent the
burial places of fallen warriors. or
have we there the Survivals of that
prevalent? . Druidic worship which
' the héaven bodies and sac-
re
ri egalitarian victims. tojthevgods
days. before I, write ' this; mess
“greeted me i
and. in itsrown'distfirted way testified
is rich
west, «we reach '1' "
l 7 V aarkd '
oi: an temptations“) lose it; kept'in
its native purity one of the most mu—
steal Irish , accents- I have: heard.
‘ Cross-lemming a. medical expert in
“that trial O’Sullivan asked it a cer-
~. tain poison would'not produce in the
~vi¢timsymptoms of bolus hysterlcus.
,1; The expert had never heard of bolus
' would strongly adl'ise a b“
' sort —- from
' of Tregastel far .
. time convent affords excelle
'maln who began their as
log careers in newspaper officgq On
a :Washiugton bound Congress...“
limited, train one day a few year.
ago, going into a. smoking Cnmpart.
meat I ., found - there alone
.Root.‘ He. wasr'reading, but Chisel:
‘ his book and showed an amiahze de‘
sire to talk. After some discussan-
ot Congressional affairs he Ex-‘ked'
“Do you know that I am an olrl 3.;
zman? Justice Fral' klin Bartlet: and
I were fellow SL‘N reporters \\ 11m. We
were young men):
I knew that about Justice 2". “lat
but did not know that Mr. Ron: “.3
eligible for membership in th. gm
Elihu
Alumni Association. Mr. Rho? 1
with pleasure of his SYTN export 2.0::
which led to personal rein inn with
Air. Dana, who often invited
young la'WIyTI‘S—vbl‘iC‘l—lFSS 22-.-
1135 famed Sunday breakfasts.
they would discuss world (iff.iir~‘ --
vigor, the grout editor ilv:
fited' ivy hearing
literature, art. (,ll‘zirnzl, yr:
thoreby he achieved in» we“
of the breakfasts. Th. ,
which Mr. Hunt's name :1: ;._
be much extended,
closed hose with lh-r- :«t
teresting work of
were shop iclluws of mi:
.Vt'hcn Franklin l.
rotary of the lll’m'l'
his-escrvice Si: pr
told him to r-~»:'
iration (if .
rrovo all their ; '1
hotels, trzir: '
and fix rm
services. A ..
well that :ifw
two “Ills-(m. ..
minus”. by th- .
Naiioml l
ll'u" llt‘t’rl r.-»
t .
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frank
ivy
l. ‘w r.
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splendid
mczit iris r;
lit: dgaf'tml . . .
Yard. to :32: 7:?’
increase in
visit
furzs $1351 1‘
dolu‘: so.
Lam-'2
dam:
tllos .
this“
aw?
perv.
lflrs f! :7‘ .
If .:
happen so in:
loom later to .
“ittahv
AU
hours the ancient Briton ’ ‘
T“.
Sum. unfair;
l;."‘:’ll when fir>t We hr :=' .-
‘wn li'll‘IflI‘ swell l'{'\'i‘lil“ 1.:
ship to liic lur'r \l‘. ii in
and in 222:.) mi . ,
. so great '
. w-mzi and
‘rnu‘rale in
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bear
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limits of th. ‘
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ing place on
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itself admirably ‘
impassioncj \..I- :
of the antics .. n
One can lisi.~
Breton inclo
by the
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the dread, of
haunii: g the.
of sailors.
‘Vt‘stwalii still \‘u
town of Iloudrnzitu
dierne and by ("if-'lz‘ll :~'
of moorland to
promontory of
(the Bee ar Ru: 0;“
Wildly grand, helm-ll
westerly point of Pr
three hundrcd feet abun-
tic. while a ficrce curi-
round its base, between 2 ‘
and the sblitary llglltllflll<!‘
bella, into the terrible 13: ‘
passes. The scuttcred .
the district tell us that 1;-
drowned mariners still
the cottages at night. refu< .. cv-
siienced till their bodies 5: i“ ‘d
cred from the restless “Hui: ”-19
honored by catholic burial. unit“
’time to see the Pointe du R1712?“
some summer evening when “1;" m3
is setting golden and glorious .11;an
"steep Atlantic stream’ or gym—h
from the little hotel we can H; in
‘ the gathered crowds of islet: lewd
their annual August festival ax :11 e
the great status: that crowns
d. u r
sari? tourists will Certiil333111’2f:Csz
visit to the great arsenal an . the
yard of Brest, and then exrmfl
we
e. And here
northern coast 11:1 , e‘.’ sojourn
coast 1‘6-
the rail-
nt 813‘
commode. ler and
' 1 tion to the trave
when the extraordinarily shaped.
.. ‘ named along the level “and"
‘ '“ mi’mndet‘c
witness
shrill
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at the quiet and beautiful
86 Earn;
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