Rambles through the British Isles . thesacred dust of those who perished in the siege, I was com-forted by an angel messenger, who, swifter than the Jiglit-niiigs Hash, came to my aid, and said, Why seek ye the livingam< ng the dead ? They are not here, but have risen. Can that man be dead,WJiose spiritual influence L» upon his kind?lie lives in glory: and his epeakinK duetHas more of life than half its breathing moulds 1 About half-a-mile north of the city. Ls the high-school, situ-ated in a group of good old English oaks. It is said to be oneof the best classical and mathematical seminari
Rambles through the British Isles . thesacred dust of those who perished in the siege, I was com-forted by an angel messenger, who, swifter than the Jiglit-niiigs Hash, came to my aid, and said, Why seek ye the livingam< ng the dead ? They are not here, but have risen. Can that man be dead,WJiose spiritual influence L» upon his kind?lie lives in glory: and his epeakinK duetHas more of life than half its breathing moulds 1 About half-a-mile north of the city. Ls the high-school, situ-ated in a group of good old English oaks. It is said to be oneof the best classical and mathematical seminaries in eitherisland. A little farther north is to be seen the Magee situatWh is charming. It was built by the gift of , of Dublin, and has, as its object, the education of youngmen of the Presbyterian Church. Londonderry has a goodnumber of religious edifices—six Presbyterian, two Independ-ent, and two Weslejan-Methodist. The Roman Catholics havethree or four churches outside the city walls, and one The BiiiisUue. IV. DuNLtrcE Castle. Oh, lone DunluceI thy requiems sung!Time oer thy roofless walls has flungThe waste of years 1 r^^^^N our way from Port Rush to the Causeway, 4° we made a short stop at Dunhice—long /V^ enough to see its many rooms and apart- / ments. The Castle is situated about three luiles west of the Causeway, and only a few steps ^^ ^ from the main road. At the gate, which opens C^ fi-om tne highway into an open space, leading to the ruin, wc were met by an old man in rags. Dunluce Castle. 35 With a politeness which would have done honor to a French-m;iu, and which seems to be natural to the true son of thesoil, he tipped his hat—or rather I should say that which coveredthe place where the hair ought to grow, for, to call it a hatwould be doing great injustice to the trade—and exclaimed:I saw yes coming and I came to meet yes, that I might beafter showing you the Castle and the Banshees room whichshe always keeps clean f
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