on the door ‘Welcome, Whalley, champion of our rights.’  The Railway Station was profusely decorated, and the Queen’s Head displayed an

elegant archway of leaves and flowers.  The Trewythen Arms was also gaily covered with flags, and numbers of private houses displayed a variety of gay decorations.  The cold and wet state of the weather in no way damped the ardour of the men of Montgomeryshire, and they were rewarded by a speedy dispersion of clouds, and the grateful warmth of the noonday sun.  Llanidloes was all alive; business was entirely suspended and soon after 9 o’clock a large crowd collected near the public rooms, where a procession was formed, headed by the Plasmadoc Brass Band, and accompanied in the following order by:—

The Mayor (W. Swancott, Esq.), and the Corporation consisting of Messrs. R. Homes, E. Clayton, T. Davies, T. F. Roberts, D. Snead; L. Minshall, Pugh, J. Jarman, Hamer, J. Mendus Jones,

Flag.

Banner,—‘Whither Bound?’  ‘To Milford.’

Streamer.  Banner.  Streamer.

(With the inscription):

‘G. H. Whalley, whose unceasing exertions are now crowned with success.’

Mr. G. H. Whalley, Chairman.

Deputy Chairman and Secretary, Directors.

Banner,—‘The spirited contractors, Messrs. Davies & Savin.’

Streamer.  Streamer.

Banner,—‘Our Esteemed Patroness, Mrs. A. W. Owen.’

Mrs. Owen followed in a carriage.

Guests and Shareholders.

Ladies (two and two).

Gentlemen (two and two).

Streamer.  Streamer.

Banner,—‘Prosperity to the Towns of Llanidloes and Newtown.’

Excavators (with bannerets).

Flag,—‘Live and let Live.’

The Public.

“The procession was marshalled by Mr. Marpole Lewis, and after parading the streets, was met by Mrs. Owen, of Glansevern, who was accompanied by some lady friends and Mr. Brace, and at another point by Mr. Whalley, the chairman of the company.  These arrivals were acknowledged with vociferous cheering.  The procession, like a rolling snowball, gained bulk as it proceeded, and before it reached the station, comprehended a very large proportion of the inhabitants,—ladies and gentlemen,—with a good sprinkling of their neighbours.  At the station there was a considerable delay, awaiting the arrival of the train from Newtown.  At last it made its appearance, and the band struck up ‘See the Conquering Hero comes,’—an air far more appropriate when applied to the ‘locomotive’ than to one-half of the heroes to whom it has hitherto done honour.  The Mayor of Llanidloes, with the Corporation, Mrs. Owen and party, and Mr. Whalley, accompanied by a very large number of the inhabitants, then took their seats, and amidst the cheers of those left behind, and counter cheers of the passengers, the train moved off and proceeded slowly towards Newtown. [20]

“The train arrived shortly after 12 o’clock, when the procession re-formed and escorted the Mayor and Corporation of Llanidloes, Mrs. Owen, of Glansevern, Mr. Whalley, and other visitors, to Newtown Hall, where an elegant déjeuner

had been provided by Dr. Slyman.  The decorations at Newtown Hall were chaste and beautiful.  The verandah at the front, was tastefully ornamented with flowers and evergreens, surmounted by a number of elegant fuschias, in the centre of which stood out a prettily worked ‘Prince of Wales’ Feathers.’  A variety of flags were placed around the pleasure ground, which gave a very striking effect to the scene.”

After the party had partaken of refreshments, there were toasts and mutual congratulations, and the procession tramped back to the station.

“Again there was a little delay, awaiting the train from Llanidloes (says our chronicler), and it was half-past three o’clock before The Train of the day fairly started.  Filling the carriages and trucks was no joke.  Admirable arrangements had been made, and the ladies were first accommodated with seats.  One or two gentlemen did attempt to take their place before this arrangement was fully carried out, but they were very unceremoniously brought out again, amidst the ironical cheers of the outsiders.  At last the forty-eight trucks and carriages were loaded, and, at a moderate estimate, we should say, 3,000 people were in the train.  The two new engines, The Llewelyn and The Milford, were attached to the carriages, and were driven by Mr. T. D. Roberts and Mr. T. E. Minshall.  Although the train was so heavily laden with passengers, there was a large crowd of people left to cheer as it slowly passed out of the Station.  The appearance of this monster train was magnificent.  More than 2,000 of the passengers were in open trucks, and at certain points, where there was a curve in the line, and a good sight could be obtained, the train, as it wound its way through the valley, presented a scene not easily to be erased from the memory.

“Soon after four o’clock Llanidloes Station was reached, and the passengers alighted amidst the shouts of the inhabitants, who had come to welcome them.  A large circle was formed in the field adjoining the Station, and Mr. Whalley introduced to those assembled Mrs. Owen, of Glansevern, who declared the line to be opened.”

It hardly required her stirring words to enlist the enthusiasm of the company concerning the economic change which the railways were to bring to Wales.  Derelict acres were to be brought into cultivation; “the very central town of the ancient Principality,” in which that ceremony was taking place, was to become the capital of a new prosperity, and as for Mr. Whalley, were not that day’s proceedings “a chapter more honourable than any wreath of laurel that could be won on the battle field by success in war?”  The plaudits of the assembled confirmed the sentiment, and “a rush was then made for the tent where the luncheon was provided.  Here again the ladies had the same proper attention paid to them; the sterner sex was kept out until they could be accommodated with seats.  After a short delay the tent was well filled with visitors, and upwards of 300 sat down to lunch.  Grace was said by the Rector of Llanidloes, and for a season the clatter of knives and forks was the only sound to be heard.”

Small wonder!  For the afternoon was well advanced, and the time-table had gone rather awry.  But that did not in the least damp the ardour of the company.  Refreshed by their belated meal, more toasts were honoured, more speeches made, and the future continued to assume the most roseate hue.  The district, declared one orator, was destined to become “the abode of smiling happiness,” and Newtown and Llanidloes “the haunts and hives of social industry.”  It was, said another, the first link in a chain “which must, ere long, form

one of the greatest and most important trunk lines in the kingdom.”  “People,” exclaimed a third, “laughed at it because it had no head or tail”; but let the scoffers wait and see!  With all these glowing anticipations, proceedings became so protracted that the ladies had to withdraw, but the gentlemen went on drinking toasts with undiminished energy.  They drank to the Chairman; they drank to the Secretary; they drank to the Engineer, and the Contractors, and the Bankers who had lent them the money, and to the success of the other railways