The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1871-06-30
GERMANY'S PAGEANT.

Details of the Great Historical Event I'm
Berlin-The Makers Of History In Line
The Most Significant Scene OF Modern
Times.
Berlin (Jpne 1e) Cor. London Daily Neps.
1t was not until nearly / o'clock that the loud
bicker Of drums and clashing of brass bands,
mingled with the roar Of cheering, told those in
the vicinity of the Brandenburg Gate that the
head of the procession must be in the Potsdamer
place. The cheering comes nearer and nearer,
and there are the white plumes and white coat
of gallant old Wrangel, who, having contributed
to earlier triumphs, is now leading one which
only old age forbade him to help to earn. Alone
the old man rides, and the people willingly give
their lungs breather in cheering him. He has
his staff behind, in the shape of generals like
himself superannuated from active work, and
those who from whatever cause were not in the
war. Then follow
THE FIGHTING STAFFS,
headed by Blumenthal and the rest, differing
from the preceding body in that they are in
field dress instead of full parade uniform. Then
come the leaders who have served as civil gov
erners during the war-Blttenfeld, Falkenstein
BONN, and Fabrice Behind these, again, ride
the generals commanding the several army
corps, succeeded by the men who commanded
whole armies in these days when Germany has
SO many armies-the Duke of Mecklenburg-
Schwerin, Crown Prince of Saxony, Field Mar
shal Steinmetz; and Manteuffel, Werder, Won
der Tam, and Goeben, who have also commanded
armies, were not in this company, but among
the corps of commanders preceding. There is q
little interval, and then come the
MAKERS OF HISTORY,
Bismarck, Moltke and Room. What a tempes-
tuous gust of cheering greets these! 1t is no
sudden squall to die away at once, for there be-
hind them, the solitary centre of the splendid
picture, rides Kaiser Wilhelm himself, upright
and notwithstanding in his field uniform, and
on his warhorse, dark bay. Behind him ride
the feld-marshals of the royal house, the Crown
Prince of Germany looking every inch prince
and soldier on chestnut horse; and Prince
Frederick Charles, heavy browed, stalwart, aud
square, with his firm, strong seal on the bright
bay charger. Following these, the central
figures of the pageant, come a great bevy of
personal staff, glittering in varied bril-
show. Behind these come the under officers of
varied German natiopalities bearing the spos
of war-the eagles and the colors. As he wheels
under the gate Wilhelm casts look back at
these prizes about to pass under a structure
once despoiled by the armies of the nation from
whom his armies had takea them. Now for the
men who took them. With steady tramp came
laurel crowned the stalwart infantrymen of the
Guard, suggesting smemories of st. Privat, Gil
vonne, Stains, Pierreftte and LIE Bourget. AS
they look up they see around them by the gate
the blaZoned records and emblems of their ser
vices ''vor Paris" All, the drums may rattle
and the music swell, but the mighty volume o
cheering quells the instrumental sounds. AND
so, amid hurrahing and waving of handker
chiefs and the clspping of hands, the long ana
conda of fighting men drags its length through
the historical gate.