Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-11-09

creeping plants; there are flowers in pots
and in plats always in view of the tired
passengers, and in every respect they are q
welcome oasis, at least to the sight in travel.
| Through Germany many are supplied with
chimes of bells, not Changing harsh bells,
but voiceful, melodic bells that seem to say
as we move away:
| WelI-good-byl
| Then-good-byi
Friends-good-by!
will confess that am a graduate, and
with the highest honors. as beer drinker.
1 have got along without it for over ten
years, because that is the way I wished to
! live, without endeavoring to force others
into nv way of abstinence; and also con-
| fess that still remember its foaning pres
ence and hospitable cheer with something
akin to that tender reverence with which one
contemplates in reverie the registering,
unctueus side of the character of some dear
friend long gone. And SO when at little
brown village half hid behind stacks of hop
poles, brewer of Bavarian beer showed his
rosy old mug alongside the compartment,
welcomed him with right good fellowship.
BAvARIAN BEER.
We were nearly two hours together, and
we talked all that time abont Bavarian beer.
This brewer said, so help him, that it was all
nonsense about himself and his brother
brewers possessing any wonderful secret for
beer-brewing, as many supposed. Indeed,
this notion had become such fixed belief
that Bavarian brewers hands had been able
to infamously impose upon brewers in other
countries who had expended enormous sums
in preparing special machinery and buying
'Bavarian beer secrets" Bavarian beer was
better than any other beer In the world, and
always would be, he said, for the simplest of
reasons. These chiefly were climate, water,
care. He was certain that the climatic con-
ditions gave the finest hops for brewing in
the world; that these were not, alone neces-
sary he showed by citing the fact that
though Bavarian hops were exported largely,
still brewers using them abroad failed of de-
sired results. The water, he thought, had
much to do with it. All Bavarian streams
are remarkable for their purity, and all of
those from which the water supply for brew
cries is drawn, have their source in and for
miles run through the chalk hills and
mountains of Bavaria. To these two facts and
the extraordinary care taken in brewing, he
attributed the perfection of Bavarian beer,
which always had been famous for IT'S per-
feet color, quality and effects.
Although 1 was Fastening to the sea-
delightful old Nuremberg. Near it is
located the immense factory of the Faber
pencils; it is the greatest storehouse in the
world for Santa Claus, and the art studies
that everywhere abound in this most
picturesque city of the continent, though
artists never visit it, is worth European
trip alone. Away back, almost in the
uncounted years, Nuremberg was a seat of
learning, the home of art, the storehouse OF
riches. So there is not only left to the artist
of to-day many quaint studies for his con-
temptation, but the entire old city is sue
cession of such rare and marvellous pictures
in color and grouping and architecture
as any dozen other cities of the continent do
not possess. The very air is full of art.
Why, all the cities of the Orient have not
rarer Byzantine studies than Nuremberg;
all Greece never showed finer Dorics, Ionics
or Corinthians, in orders; and all styles of
architecture which were ever known seem to
be, in Nuremberg, not only wrought to per-
lection in themselves but developed into
composites of wonderful beauty and lowell
ness. So it is, 1 suppose, that throughout
all Europe when a bit of architectural
beauty in design is seen which cannot at
once be properly classified, it is straightway
termed Nuremberg"
WALLED CITY.
But stones throw from the station you
pass into the city proper underneath a
mighty gate; for Nuremberg, you must
know, is the only city in Europe still pre-
serving her ancient walls, perhaps the most
stupendous now extant, surmounted with
great towers at frequent intervals, and hav-
ing yet dry moat 100 feet in width and 80
feet in depth; and directly you are along
side the Lorenzo Cathedral, which possesses
a wonderful rose window and portal, and
the equally wonderful ciborium or mon
STRANGE, by Adam Kraft; while in art and
literature the names of Durer, Wolgemut.
Kraft, Vischer, Kulmbach and Hans Sachs
bestow upon Nuremberg great honor. Just
beyond is the splendid bronze fountain
representing the virtues (Tugend brumen)by
Peter Vischer, who to German fame was the
most noted worker in bronze that ever lived. |
Other famous pieces by Vischer which saw
here were the Gansemauchen, the Dudel-
sackpfe fer, and the Schone Brumen, a mar
velous Gothic bronze fountain sustaining %
figures.
Great books glowing with interest could
be written about Nuremberg. AS the even
ing was coming on, passed few moments ]
away up, up, up in the mighty tower among
the relics OF the German Inquisition, which |
began and ended here; and took peep into |
the wonderful well, 300 feet deep, from the
bottom of which extends a subterranean
passage to the center of the city; paused
under the lime tree, planted by Empress
Cunigunde 800 years ago, and returned
through the quaintest and crookedest streets
ewes ever beheld. to nv hotel, from which I
sailed at an early hour the next morning
and can never forget the saffron and golden |
glories of that sunrise upon the weird, quaint
gables. minarets and domes of old Nurem-
berg-for the train which, "a hours later,
brought me through the queen city of all
cities of pleasures, gay, beautiful and en-
Paris, and thence through that
other paradise of France" the transcend
emily beautiful valley of the Loire to the
quaint old city of Nantes by the sea.
EDGAR L. WAKEAIAN,