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| A STREET IN QUEENSTOWN, CO. CORK.-When the flunkey corporation of the Cove of Cork changed the ancient designation of that picturesque place to Queenstown, in 1849, merely became the female ruler of England paid it a passing visit, the deposed officers proved the truth of the Prisoner of Chillon's statement: "My very chains and I grew friends; to such a long communion tends." Queen Victoria carried nothing of value into the picturesque Cove but took away its good name, which did not enrich her, but made the despoiled town poor indeed. It was many years before Ireland got accustomed to the new-fangled title of her favorite seaport. The town is situated on the south side of Great Island, in the magnificent harbor, and, owing to the character of the high ground, is built, amphitheatrical fashion, in tiers of streets, which gives it an odd and interesting appearance, from certain points of view. The sketch shows one of the chief thoroughfares fronting on the harbor. Queenstown is fourteen miles from the City of Cork, and is an admiral's station for a British squadron. During the Napoleonic wars, thousands of troops embarked from the historic "Cove" for "the Peninsula" and Belgium. The climate is very mild and equable, and this makes Queenstown a paradise for invalids. Most of the great American ocean liners stop at this port, which is the most prosperous in Ireland, except, perhaps, Belfast. Many fine buildings adorn the town, and the new Catholic Cathedral is generally conceded to be the "finest of them all." |
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