Sunday, July 30th

 Sunday, July 30th
    Glasgow. We attended service at the Cathedral. The service was fine. The first part of the sermon struck me as a subsidized address on the God-set and divinely appointed gulf betwixt high and low social ranks. Afterwards, however, the rector warmed up to a fine address that had its climax in the gulf between good and evil. After the service, we could only walk down the nave, as the other parts of the Cathedral were closed on Sunday. So the wonderfully interesting crypt, which Prof. S. and I visited, was lost to us this time. It was (21) interesting to see again the tablet unveiled when last he and I were here, - a tablet commemorating the 50th anniversary of the Queen Victoria’s visit upon the occasion of the completion of the Loch Katrine water service to the city.
    Leaving the Cathedral, we wandered around the city. Later in the afternoon some of us walked to the University, Kelvin Park grove, and the Art Gallery. There was much fine statuary on the ground floor by the entrance, especially interesting being a statue of Stevenson in walking costume. Among the pleasing pictures in the galleries are Whistler's Carlyle, Gale's "Dance of the Nymphs" Raeburn's Mrs. Urquhart, Phillip's Gypsy girl, Corot's "Souvenir d'Italia",  Moore's "Reading aloud".
    The walk gave us a fine appetite. P.S. On the "Lusitania" many women smoked. In Dublin a young women smoked on the street after dark. In the hotel at Glasgow, a really refined elderly woman smoked Sunday morning in the lounge. Our unsophisticated selves wondered.