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KOlni mj 1 iiii TOWN. :71 On Visitors. Visitors in He lump are a funny bundle," as a dissatisfied lodging-house keeper said, when she saw the backs of her departing guests.. This set me a-thinking of all the odd and funny, all the smart and dowdy, all the old and young, all the pretty and plain visitors I have seen here this season and some—not all-of these thoughts I sit rnvsel" devn to give my readers this week, before beginning another r r: jus articles. All large and important seaside resorts get their share of visitors, and surely Aberystwyth—even though its band-stand is not yet ready—is no exception. If the weather be at all favourable, as it certainly was this year, the visitors of the best class—I mean those of county standing—come in May and June, some taking a whole terrace house for one family and their friends. Then Aberystwyth is certainly at its best, sum- mer term at College is in full swing the sounds of 1 11 tennis and of crkket are in our cars, and our streets are bright with students, whose faces are not yet darkened with the shadows of approaching Exams. In July comes an invasion of bath chairs and invalids, whose doctors rightly order them here before the rush begins. The terrace and the flat Llanbadarn bad are found to be most :acceptaple for their daily drives. In August, of course, comes that mighty ruth whioh is so important a feature from a lodging- I house keeper's point of view; that rush which this year shewed its volume and intensity in the begin- ning of the month, when parties of visitors, who had chanced getting rooms till they arrived, walked the streets foi many hours in their search for beds. In September comes the quiet, staid visitor, who, without the necessity of timing the seaside visit to the weeks of school vacation settles down to an enjoyable time, despite the closing in of the evenings and the suspicion of advancing autumn chills in the air. At this time, too, we see our farmer friends amongst us, who, having harvested their grain, leave the homestead and potatoes for a while, and with wives and acquaintances betake themselves to the seaside for the annual outing. Stand any afternoon on the platform as the trains from the midlands—often arriving in three portions—pour out their packed compartments of varied visitors in our midst. What a quantity what a difference Some well-to-do, and with purses amply lined shout I porter" and order him about as if made for his especial and sole use. Others, quiet and steady going, knowing'all things come to him who waits, and contented to wait a few moments ere seeking out the means of getting their baggage to their lodgings. Talking of baggage, what odd and funny things some visitors think it necessary to bring with them to our outlandish town. I've seen a Birmingham careful father and mother, with their flock of family in yearly order of arrival, like steps in height, one taller than the next, bring two sscks of potatoes, for their con- sumption, fearing probably that Cardiganshire will fail to supply that hunger, which the sea air will kindle. Baths, violin cases (like baby coffins) sewing' machines, bicyclcs in basket crates, bicycles in canvas, and bicycles in swaddling clothes, pet dogs, and other impedimenta, all are dumped down on the platform to tax the temper of the guard and the ingenuity of the town porter to con- vey in safety. The system of advance luggage is becoming more and more appreciated, with the result that before the August Bank Holiday I counted 133 tin trunks on the platform full, at one time all awaiting the arrival of their owners. And then note the simplicity of some owner, who at the busiest moment waylays the platform super- intendent with the remark "Where is my tin trunk!" What sort is it mum 1 is the natural query on the uniformed man's part? -Why of course its yellow with a rope round it." "Yellow with a rope round it." Great scott! says the man, there are fifty here like it! What foolish things too some visitors think it necessary to ask at the station. Here are some facts I have heard myself:—" Porter, is there a post office in this town?" "Master will the 2 30 train go at 2 30 ?" Say guard why did'nt we stop at Bow Street 1" Visitors have been not unwisely divided into three classes by an experienced lodging house keeper viz leather trunk visitors, tin trunk visitors, and no trunk at all visitors. Quite so, we get "Tit-Bits" and "Answers' visitors, Sporting Times" visitors, and" Christian World visitors. Then there is our true collier visitor—not he who came by week and got disgrace- fully drunk in cur town--who comes in August, with the missus and the kids," who patronises High-street for his clean lodgings, and brings a small bag of coin with him, all of which must be spent ere he again sees Glam. He generally does his shopping early in the day, goes to the grocer and lays in a small shop on his own account, tin fruit, pickles, jam, biscuits, tea, sugar, ad lib, flings down his gold and carries off his purchases himself. The bookstall is a place where human nature, as seen in our visitors, can be studied with profit; up comes RW,Ú Jl buckram suit, gaiters, and pipe, 4' Say, boy, do you get London papers here 1! "Will you send me the nlowcome-in-Marsh-Tatler weekly for a fortnight?" Don't take it, Sir" What, not hove our weekly?" "No, sir, never heard it asked for before." Gaiters goes off grumb- ling at the ignorance of the natives 1 Then we get the pompous party, Mr. and Mrs. Goldbug, family and nurses," who want everything, order everything, and are mightily offended if the overworked porter does not offer with a smile to carry their heaviest trunks up to the fourth landing. Then there is the out for the fortnight kind of visitor who would have you believe he has four ralets at least at home, but who, alaij, have forgotten to send their master away with a change of clean linen in his fearfully new portmanteau 11 Then, too, we get the visitor who t-hitiks you can tell'him nothing, that he knows all about our place, in fact much better than any resident, the visitor who when you happen to mention our college looks at you and says, Aw, what college, never heard of it before (A fact), Then we get the boasting, bragging man. Here is true instance of twr. siu-b men early in June, Say, Chawlcy (who evidently arrived 24 hours after Cecil) these Aberystwyth fools nevah bathe, I've actually had ,the first bathe in the place yester- day; man at box said no one had been in before me." Yaas," says Chawley, frightfully dirty lot, we'd show il-iu a thing or two in our College," Beg your pardon, friend," says a resident on same seat, What date did you say was the first for a bathe here I Yesterday, sir, when I came." y you weren't With some of us," replies the "Vit for a party « £ listening students, u we've E!ti(,e earty January." "Say Cecil, away from iibese impudent fellows"— 44 ;fi)e visitors go or/er the College Library deed. IVI)(;N he ?*' says the bulgy fflan pointing to the painting of Principal -i,.O,ir late principal, sir, considered a 'feaiii," replies the Sergeant. "Never the paly before," says the bulgy fijgg-oi humanity (a fact). wo get odd visitors, so \U{1 do we get 'he v oropoition .f right happy, pleasant I lie seem to fcnow instinctively, are .od Lomes nnd worth any amount of atii. i t. and care. • And then as October dawns we co; r. sovereigns, and for- thankful if we've ma rent and taxes, PHILIP SYDN.








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