The daily morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1883-1899, 1897-03-14
IN THE HARZ
MOUNTAINS
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lbllslors on our feet ana rubbing nut.
selves with brandy we turned IN FOR
tho night and slept the sleep NJ the
Just and dIligcni. for We hnd walked
twenty miles 'hnt day.
II hurt. rather, 10 get up ,hc nex,
morning. but We had our hardest work
"a do this day ~ thought II bctl 7
% start early. A little after 7 we wtrr
on our way Every step seemed TOR.
turo, hut finally We got limbcrcd up
again u was such bright. f;rsh
morning. the dew lay heavy an tn
grass ana nowers seemed 10 enjoy
I the bath they were having II Nns
~ very still and few horses clustered
! together were the only signs ~ hablta-
ton FOR miles around We struck
out shortly into the woods The soft.
black mold. with ltH brown covering ~
leaves from the paHi autumn. lei W.
sink deep down AT every step There
| Thousands ~ poor. little faded lea -
! lay ~ torlorn ana neglected white
their later sisters were swinging gnily
up In the places they used 10 occupy
How like some people are these chang.
able foliage trees always wanting
something noN
oh :ehr. this steep hiil-eulll we ever
get ln the top n N the ropprnbcrg
~ the summit ~ which IN a hiRn
tower. from which al excellent view
can l,r had II the surrounding country
,And from which wr were 20 catch nut
nrrt glimpse II the iirnikcn (, An.
a clear day ana wr were we'll refaid
Tor hard climb
Tame o. move on our captain sad
and We obryrd, following the most
winding ~ paths. still In the forest
down one hill. up another. over I'm.
mrnHr rnokH, by the side ~ gurgiins
streams. nothing but our ogn '1iccs u
brrak the silence which rciRncd. 70.
rious thoughts of being los, began q
creep through our minds. when finally
on the brow ~ hlll We looked down
into prrtty valley all bathcd In sun,
shine our guido book said Il was The
'NrtEkatrr Thal % We came down and
rcbtcd under some trees until fragfahi
smrll u coffee. which the women we're
bringing Ia the people At work In III,
nridr. aroused ur TO the fact that W,
alao were unable to live on the bcau,
tirH ~ nature alone
All the afternoon We wanisrr
through the same valley. picking wild
strawberries and puling pretty flower,
whirh would inHis, on noddins the
bright little heads AZ us listening u
the distant roll ~ thunder, running
IN under the rhcl,crlng trees when
the bis rain drops would come. and
at times lnquirlng our way ~ the peas,
ants. who we're stacking hay In out
~ the way places. simply 10 hear then
say "lmmrr grad ans
The next village was liothehuit,
where We rested Just wee bit and
talked Of the possibilities ~ getting
in another village. II began To look
rather diacouraglng because We were
va ,irci. but Hcnneckcnstcln wa,
reached supper eaten and on Ia sorgr
There wac aiill snnc daylight left and
wc thought We might reach Elana
This was the gloomlcSt walk OF all
1t grow dark very quickly. and the
woods through which We passed were
darker stlll The logs and tumps
assumed such spectral shapes that We
walked along very sobcrly. secretly
wishing W. Ncrr rnmcwherr else Al
last the barking Of dog. the splash
of u waterfall and the glimmcr of a
! HIGHT announced 10 us the welcome
fact that We had once more reached
IciViliEation. namely. Elnnd After a
thirty-mllc walk. exhausted seems a
mild word Ia use
We were now within few hours
of Broken. and the next afternoon
found us at the top or this much
talked of mountain peak
The Broken is SilS feet above sea
level and the highest mountain in
central Germany. Very rarely is a
really good view to be- had from the
Broken as the weather IL nearly al
ways cloudy, but We were very fortu-
nate m havins both clcnr weather and
an cNcellcn' view.
The nearest villages were pointed out
to us as Wcrnlgcrodc. Elblngerode.
iIarzburg. Ilscnburg and Rcnneckcn-
stein
our original plan had been much al
tered. We had intended to see all Of
the iIartg hut We were not able to
walk On So continuously. and had to
rest SO often, that We abandoned the
plan of seeing the Bodeihal. really the
prcttirst part and the most frrauented
by tourists We thought we had found
"A real, good separating place. the road
ted In all directions so | bade good
bye TO my friends, got In the omnibus.
and was Don rolling down the Broken
through llsenthal toward ll,rnburr
The Ilsethal IL considered one Of the
finest valleys In the Hart1, ana the for
est scenes are really quite remarkable.
to say nothing of their picturesqueness
For long distance the road seems
parallel with the brook Ilse, which
Heine 50 beautifully describe In
his "Hartz Kelse"
The IlsensteIn. preclpuous granite
buttress, rises to a height Of 500 feet.
As ls generally the case in such lis
tricts, many are the romantic stories
and legends connected with the water
falls, bluffs, brooks and trees.
Ilsenburg itself is rather srrasgl.ng
village, but nevertheless contains $500
inhabitants.