photo by Co , Ramsey.
NATIONAL COSTUME OF MANXLAND.
[From Handbook En Route, 1899]
Chairman: ALEXR BRUCE, Esq., J.P. General Manager.
Mr. J. SHAW, E.E. Tramways Office, Douglas,
I.O.M. MAIN ROUTE: - DOUGLAS To LAXEY AND RAMSEY.
MOUNTAIN ROUTE: LAXEY TO SUMMIT OF SNAEFELL.
SCENERY.
The main line touches the Coast at its finest scenic points ; and detours into the glens en route, where the falls, and other features of river and glen scenery, are the choicest bits of the Island.
SNAEFELL.
AT Laxey the mountain route makes the ascent of Snaefell (2024 ft.), the highest Island summit and central to the mountain chain. The views embrace several hundred miles of the English, Scotch, Irish, and Welsh Coasts; and more than twenty mountain peaks.
A way-bed of exceptional excellence and permanence ; double lines ; the most improved motor and traction systems and brake-systems that preclude risk of accident.
CABLE CARS. From Victoria Pier, touching in their circuit all sections (resident and business) of the town. Usual interval, up and down, 10 minutes.
HORSE TRAMS. At intervals of a few minutes, from Victoria Pier, and Promenade around Douglas Bay, to Electric Tramway Station at Derby Castle.
ELECTRIC RAILWAY. From Derby Castle to Laxey, Snaefell, and Ramsey, 6.30 a.m. to 9 p.m. Usual interval, 10 minutes ; or according to traffic requirements.
THE journey may be broken at any point of the route ; and resumed without loss of time.
THERE are excellent hotels at the various stages of the route, and also on the summit of Snaefell.
photo by Co , Ramsey.
NATIONAL COSTUME OF MANXLAND.
" Now listen, my lads, and I'll give you the cut
Of what I calls a innocent fut.
. . . . An innocent foot--it's got the spring
That you feel when you tread on the mountain ling.
And it's tied to the heart, and not to the hip,
And it troves with the eye, and it moves with the lip."
("BETSY LEE." T. E. Brown.)
"ON THE BOAT."
" Standing on the deck they looked back at the town, the
" Island slopes and the familiar mountains beyond, all lying
" in the morning sunshine. Schooners and fishing luggers
" were at anchor around the steamer, their sails motionless
" in the still air. Seagulls floated by, scarce moving their
" extended wings, whose pearly whiteness gleamed iridescent
with the colours of the sea. Above the scarlet funnel
" the black smoke rolled aloft into the still clear air. The
" sea caught reflections of the sunlight ; and flashed like a
" shifting mirror. Then . . . . the engines were going
" at full speed. All along the ship's side everybody was
" waving a handkerchief to some friend on shore : and she
" also was waving a white handkerchief. He waved his
" hand and the white handkerchief fluttered with redoubled
" wavings- ! "
From the "CAPTAIN of THE PARISH.''
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