Story of Chester Lawrence by Nephi Anderson
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Cork is a city of 76,000 people. According to one authority it had a
beginning in the seventh century. Think of that now, and compare its growth with that of Kansas City, for instance." "I have always associated this city with the small article used as stoppers for bottles," said Chester. "You thought perhaps the British needed a cork to stop up their harbor," said Lucy, gravely; "but you are entirely mistaken. The book says the name is a corruption of Corcach, meaning a marsh. The town has, however, long since overflowed the water, and now occupies not only a large island in the river, but reaches up the high banks on each side." They were evidently in Ireland. "A most noticeable peculiarity of Cork is its absolute want of uniformity, and the striking contrasts in the colors of the houses. The stone of which the houses in the northern suburb is built is of reddish brown, that on the south, of a cold gray tint. Some are constructed of red brick, some are sheathed in slate, some whitewashed; some reddened, some yellowed. Patrick may surely do as he likes with his own house. The most conspicuous steeple in the place, that of St. Ann, Shandon's, is actually red two sides and white the others, 'Parti-colored, like the people, Red and white stands Shandon steeple.' and there it is before us," said Lucy. The tower loomed from a low, unpretentious church. The two visitors |
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