Show THE OLD ROUND HOUSE there is some news in the dispatches iea this morning which will cause queer feelings to well up from Ameri americas A cals parental soul castle garden we speak the word with emotion is to be a name of the past the old round house and its belonging belongings material human and divine is to be revolutionized Gov governors ernoes island is to usurp it its people and its poetry and Cat castle lII garden without its men wea of authority in buttons of braa its phalanx of promiscuous humanity of all caste and tongues and all ita its gentlemen of confidence will not be castle garden anymore any more than washington would be washington without its capitol ail treasury building and its white house with their respective inhabitant any more than utah would be utah without its awful cormons mormons Mor mons and its long suffering self sacrificing silent patient forbearing only hoyals 11 th of salt lake city at this moment without its horde of tramps its gangs of vagrant pettifog gers its swarms of land sharks its platoons of office leeches real estate gambler gamblers conscience conscienceless tess and grasping itinerants of a thousand intents and professions that clutch with sordid fingers for anything of estimable worth to satisfy he the cravings clavings cravi of their insatiable souls I 1 perhaps this is more than the ordinary imagination imag could do but think of something within human Cene conception eption abut of chator that order and you will have a parallel of some sort for the historic libi battery without its castle carden and its emigrants for lo 10 these many years that name has bas been linked in the american mind with as numerous n and varied pictures of human emotion as official corruption and a never ceasing stream of unsophisticated poverty and beppler asnass could bring forth wha who can tell the hopes the bewilder ments the torturing that have possessed the millions of breasts upon landing within that famous enclosure whose mind and soul is big enoish and grand enough to feel a millionth par part the pathos of one day within those walls who could search those faces from a hundred climes and read with understanding all that is there written then think of a century of yea years Is of just such days wrought with the ever ev er changing inspirations of a great growing nation natio nand and embittered and demoralized by the crimes of and the therewith reith ask yourself what could ba castle garden without its emigrants |