Daily Yellowstone journal., 1886-12-31
esRMANps SILENT COUNT MoLTKe.
A Palmer Man Does Not walk the Streets
of RsrIIn-seyeral Anecdotes,

A Palmer Man Does Not walk the Streets
Of BsrIIn-seyerai Anecdotes.
On his beautiful estate of Kreisau, in
Silesia, purchased with the thousands
presented to him by grateful people
after Konniggrats and Sedan, Count
Moltke celebrated his seth birthday. An
enemy of all ostentation and pomp it is
Moltke's custom to flee the city on the
26th of October in order to preclude all
demonstration of love and homage. A
palmer man does not walk the streets Of
Berlin. Clothed in his field marshal's
uniforms title which only he and the
crown prince bear-with the highest or
der of the Iron Cross" about his neck
he is frequent and beloved sight. He
has lost, it is true, his military bearing,
yet considering his advanced age, his
comparatively unbent figure is matter
of surprise. Though not Of imposing
appearance like the giant chancellor,
Moltke is certainly remarkable looking
man. The high forehead, the earnest,
cold gray-blue eyes the aquiline nose,
the thin. wrinkled. clnsely-shaven face
are in perfect unison with the well-knit
and wiry frame. But upon many peo-
Pile these characteristics make little i'm
preston.
A few weeks ago, while in the neigh
borhood of Dresden, Moltke entered the
grounds adjacent to a private insane
asylum with the intention of inspecting
them. He being in civilians dress-and
that anything but the latest London
mske-the attendant, not knowing him,
ordered him to quit the place. With
the true instinct of the soldier the mar
shal at once retracted his steps without
deigning to reveal his name or rank.
But one who knew him noted the
occurrence and repaired to the institu-
ton to reveal the identity of the seedy
stranger. Great was the anxiety and
profuse were the apologies of the direc-
tors, who visited Moltke to extend a
special invitation for an inspection of
the asylum; entreaty was less effective
than command.
A similar story is related of Moltke in
Regensburg two years ago in the old inn,
now famous hotel. where Don John of
Austria, the hero of Lepanto. was born
more than three centuries ago. A quiet
gentleman in an old-fashioned suit ar
rived late one evening and asked for
lodging. The clerk, believing him poor
from his appearance. sent him to the tor
floor. He mounted the wearying steps
with no word of complaint and entered
the dark. unfriendly room, where he
quickly made himself at home. The
waiter who had accompanied him re-
turned, expressing the suspicion that the
stranger was Count Moltke. The hotel
register was at once sent up according to
German fashion and it confirmed the
suspicion. Unending apologies followed,
but = meaning smile crossed Moltke's
lips and he renounced the attic-room for
the best chamber in the house. 1t was
immaterial to him where he stayed; the
discontinue of mine host" only amused
him.
The dandy officer with his monocle,
tight trousers and bracelet, is the scape.
goat of Moltke's wit, as cutting and de.
structive as his sword. Such effeminacies
aggravate him. as opposed to the char
acter of the soldier. The young men re-
fuse to ride in any but first-class cabs,
fearing to lower their dignity. Yet
Noltkc, the next in command to the
emperor, almost invaribly chooses sec.
ond.class "Droschke' to rebuke his
would be successors. With this vehicle
he drives up and down the Linden.
keenly enjoying the shamefaced looks of
subordlnates who pass him behind more
fiery chargers. If l am not mistaken,
Moltke is the only army officer who
holds reichstag mandate. There is no
more Conscientious member Of parlia-
ment than the aged soldier; and as
early as the session may be he is invari.
ably found in his place, rarely occupy
ing the corner sofas and lobby. rooms,
even during the longest sittings. He
follows the tedious debates with will.
ing car, though he himself seldom speaks
unless the military budget is before the
house, which will happen in the coming
reichstag, or upon some question con-
nected with the army. There he is
naturally authority. He is, however,
wofully non-eloquent; his sentences are
the short, pithy utterances Of the sol
dier, free from rhetorical beauty and
rounded periods; but logical and con-
vincing g-Berlin Cor. New York Trib.