Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1856-11-27
Yours.
SARAH L. BOLTON.
LETTERS FROM SWITZERLAND AND
GERMANY-No. 2.
STRAsBueG, Sept. 18th, 1876

MY DEAR N:-We left Bale this morn
ing at eleven O'Clock and arrived here at
four, dined and hurried out TO see the
Cathedral. l had heard of this Cathedral
from my childhood, and of course had
painted its picture in my Imagination, but
the reality far surpasses The ideal. Moth.
ing but the Church Of Motre Dame, al
Rouen, ean'g give you any idea of The elabo
iale workmanship of its immense tower and
principal facades.. There are groups of
prophets, martyrs, saints and angels, popes
prelates and apostles, holy families, holy
fathers. monks, nuns, bishops and cardi-
nails in every possiblesplace ael position.
o, what story, ,iellers Of -ahe past are these
grand old Ministers with their Gothic arch
es, stained windows and dim religious
light. What volumes are wuitten= on the
old, gray stones that the busy present has
no time 10 read.
1t was a good time 10 ascend the tower,
so we bargained with guide TO take us up
as high as sensible people ever go. When
we had climbed up, up, up till we began
to fear that like the man with The cork leg,
we should be obliged 10 go on forever, we
came to broad terrace ornamented with
flowers and surrounded by galleries and
balconies. On one side of this little gard
en- there is roomwhere we found a good
fire, chairs, tables, sofas and all the heappoint-
ments of comfort. Here policemen are
stationed night and day to give the alarm
when fire breaks out in the ciIy-an idea
which might be useful to The city fathers in
our own land. From this high peIeh We
saw the sun set, and loveffer sight l ne
yer beheld. Below us The giant old town,
with its high pointed roofs, its gray tow
ers and flower wreathed balconies; its
fountains, statues and terrace gardens. ,
On one side the broad Rhine Frightening
and sparkling in the distance like band
of FURNISHED silver. Farther away fai
Baden Baden sleeping in the great arms of
the Black Forest. On the other side green
slopes and fertile vallies, dotted with hu-
man homes, stretching away to the foot Of
the Vosges mountains whose brows were
bound with the crimson glory of the dying
day. After writing our names in book
which is kept here for this purpose: going
higher up to see the bell which is enor-
nous; looking at the machinery of the great
clock which has wheels as large as those
of a wagon; promenading every gallery,
looking over every balcony; reading the
name of Goethe carved by his own hand,
in the.old. gray stones; putting our noses.
like Dickens Mr.. Davis, into every hole
and corner we were reminded ty the
starks going to their homes among the tall
chimpeys and gray roofs, that it was time
to decend. The guide showed us balco-
ny more than two hundred feet high from
which gentleman threw himself some two
years ago. I.stood on IL and looked down
it is dizzy height. No doubt the poor
man was dead before he reached the pave
ment. ts
- SEPTEMBER 18th.
This morning we visited the Protestant
church Of st. Thomas to see the monument
of Marshal SAKE. 1t is one of the most
beautiful allegor;es in marble ever saw
The Marshal. surrounded by the emblems
and trophies of a hundred victories, is seen
descending into the tomb, which is opened