Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1856-11-27

day. The con(ctor told US however, to
see the directorand perhaps.he would ar
range for us to in the coach that was to
start at seven. Accordingly the first thing
we did was to I'D the bureau and enquire
for his mightin,s the director. He was
not up yet, uwere tcld by boy with
crooked legs an great red eyes, that he
would be up in hour or two. This gave
US good opportunity to see the city,
which is very insrssting at this time, on
account of the urising Of part of its peo-
pie in favor of he King of Prussia. 1t
was early morning and the city slept by the
side of i,s fair Ike, like hushed child on
its mothers bospn. Few traces of the re-
cent struggle mSred its quiet loveliness.-I
But as we looked atthe old Castle on Which
the banner Of the free canton was waving,
our hearts were ver sad, for we knew
that its strongh,ldsand deep dungeons con-
tanned men with blyhted hopes and bro
ken hearts. Men whose conspiracy against
thei. native land had darkened the light Of
their homes forsver. Poor fellows, their
lives will probably pay the forfeit Of their
love of royalty. Ne were told that Prus-
sian Count residing at Neufchatel insiiga-
ted the rebellion. He was immensely
rich and had, no doubt, grown hred of the
plebeian manness of Republic. Happy
would it be for hundreds if he were the on
ly sufferer. HIRE and there senIinels were
pacing their weary rounds, looking pale
and wan in theyoung morning. At one
place we saw lie contents of a printing Of
fee, which Lad been entirely destroyed,
there were newspapers, letters, books and
pamphlets enough, half burnt and trampled
in the mud and mire to make little noun
tain. At another place were a hundred
cannons, ready to pour fire and death on
traitor or invader. And these were the on
ly apparent traces of the foolish and fruit
less outbreak. We took long walk on
the pier, strange as it may seem, is one of
the finest in the world. Its great strength
is required by the turbulency of the lake,
which, like many.a beautiful woman, has
a most ungoyernsble temper, urging it
sometimes beyond all bounds. III is learn
ed from barometer, which shows that
Neufchatel is inundated almos every year,
and sometimes to the depth of twenty fee..
When we were tired of promepad.ng we
sat down in An avenue of fine old trees and
watched the sun rise over this little island
seA. Slowly and majestically he raised his
flashing face above the horizon. The white
clouds that curtained his portals, drew
back at his approach, and the lake blushed
crimson at his coming; the white mists curl
ed up over the dark mountains, and the
green vallies laughed in the light of the
young day II was beautiful scene, and
we enjoyed it, though We were wayworn
and weary. But still the city slept, and
the sentirels paced their rounds, and the
red flag waved on the old castle, and the
prisoners sat alone in their darkness.
AS it was about time for the uprising OF
the director we went back to the bureau to
see what arrangements we could make
about getting to Bale. To make a long
story short we found ourselves obliged to
pay our passage from Neufchatel to Bale
again. So at seven O'Clock we set out once
more and in fifteen hours arrived in the
city of Bale. 1t was harder and longer
journey than we should rave had by steam
boat, but we were more than compensated
by the magni6cence of the scenery. 1t is
called the most beautiful route in Switzer-
land, but am sure it is the most beautiful
in the world. Lakes and mountains, blue
rivers and dancing waterfalls, luxuriant
vallies and green hills in endless combina-
tions of wondrous loveliness, make up the
splendid panorama. We arrived at Bale at
nine O'Clock, got an excellent supper, a
good nights sleep and were out next morn
ing early to see the wonders of the CITY,
Our first visit was to the Cathedral. This
superb pile, built on a high point of the left
bank of the Rhine, is Gothic; gray with
the frosts of nearly thousand years. Its
fascade is ornamented with curious groups
in bas relief, among which | noticed st.
George killing the dragon. He is clad in
mail and mounted on an animal which looks
more like a donkey than war horse. This
minister contains the tcmbs of some of the
reformers, the monument OF Anne, mother
OF the present line of Austrian princes; and
the tomb of Erasmus, the great scholar and
dear friend of Sir Thomas Moore. We
were also shown part of the "Dance of
Death, which the world has given Hol-
bein the credit of originating but which,
the guide told us existed, on the church OF
the Dominicans, many years before Hol-
bein was born. These fragments, in fres.
co, carefully separated flom the wall, are
fro cd oxI kxo<. Al Ir-ns II