The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-09-05

tune our tfain left, which We ascer- taihed beforehand to be at 4:50 a. m.. we had plenty of time to sec some of the principal places. The first thing of in- terest was the Mass" bridge. over the river Mass. which We were compelled 10 cross. It is commonly called the Willlamsbridge. There are two sepa- rate bridges over this river. and they are situated at the ''Boompjes" in the neighborhood of the railway station. Each bridge rests on four pillars. has a length of a40 metres. and connects the town with the northern island, which separates the Mass" from the "kontngsharen."
 The center of the horse car railway is in the 'Beursplein." and here are seen the Exchange Hall, post-ofiice, Hotel coomans and market, which are the finest buildings. In front of the great market is a beautiful statue of Erasmus. a renowned humanist. who died in 1536.
 It is indeed a sudden transition. People stare at us as we pass by and we in turn stare at them. It Is a laughable sight to sec big, fat. boun- cling girl, with cheeks as red as Har- yard flag and waist which would al- most put a mastodon to shame, plod- ding the streets with two huge cans of milk suspended from her shoulders by means of a yoke such as oxen wear; and a huge pair of wooden shoes each foot. The policemen, too, with their huge, brass helmets and odd dress, brought me back to the days of the old "Ingersoll Phalanx."
 Although there are many horses used on the heavy vehicles, the dog, here, no matter what breed he may be, plays an important role. All the lighter wagons which are used in ped ding fruit, milk, bread and newspa- pers are drawn by one or two dogs, the owner of the vehicle leading the poor, submissive beast. By this time We be- came very hungry, so retracing our steps to the Mass Station, Tor depot, we ordered breakfast; and how deli cious everything tasted. We had fresh milk, butter, eggs, rollssand real. cof- fee once more. The wafer looked at us in astonishment on account of the way the food disappeared. My, break fast cost me one gulder, and a quar- ter or forty-four cents American coin, for which I received five eggs, two cups of coffee, four large rolls and a plateful of huge, black cherries. This was quite a difference in prices com pared with railroad restaurants of the United States.
 Our train left at the exact moment, and ten of us managed to squeeze into one apartment. And now for the Flu ropean trains. They are miserable in every respect regarding comfort. We were locked in like baggage, but as everything was new and strange our interest was soon directed upon the flying landscape. The use of the word flying" must be pardoned, as the train on which we were was a "schnell zug" or express train, and went prob- ably at the rate of ten or twelve miles an hour. We passed large number of small stations and after six long hours we reached our first halting place, Emmerich, which is the sta tion on the border line of the German Holland frontier. Here things had different aspect. How dignified and stately the officers appeared! How po- lite they were! Quite different from the Dutch officials Here our trunks were again examined, but thoroughly, by the custom officers and again marked 70. K"
 We were compelled to wait over an hour for. our train, and I had an ex- cellent chance to compare American travel with European travel In the United States we have no classes, and every man, woman or child is con- sidered the equal of his or her com panion. But not so in Europe The people are compelled to travel in the cording to the station in life. The first and second classes are comforta- ble, but the third and fourth classes are the quintessences of misery. Men and women must travel together, and the poor, weak woman is compelled to inhale an atmosphere of variegated tobacco. In either of the latter two classes there are no toilet rooms and much inconvenience must be en- dured on the same account. The rate of speed of the European trains con- pared with that of. ours is very slow, but a railroad accident on the conti- nent is a rarity, Here the government controls the railways and a Chicago strike or a CoxeNs army would exist but for only a feW moments. But bal ancing up both sidhs. give me Ameri- can travel for comfort, speed and pleasure.
 We left Emmerich at 2:2O p. rn., and now our train went at a pretty fair pace. In quick succession we passed Praest, Empel, Mhhrhsog, Wesel and Friederichsfeld, which is large mili- tary station. A young soldier, who happened to be in the same car, told us that all those old brick dwellings that we could see had been purchased by the government, and the artillery practiced nearly every day, using these houses as targets. We then passed through Essen, where large branch of the Krupp gun works is established. At Dortmund we were again compelled to change cars, where I found out I must wait over four hours to take the next train for my destination, Cassel. Dortmund is large manufacturing city. Lofty chimneys meet the gaze on all sides, and the atmosphere fairly reeks with huge clouds of moke. One of the residents told me at the supper table that some days 1t was al ! count of the smoke