Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1897-10-02

roads. and land with ripene6 arops. gave
different aspect The path OF which we
walked was lined with purple plum trees;
poor" explained our hostess. Jwho fora
merely nominal sum tend them. and later
inquired, as visions of too early gathered
s ane sr ess SSsfese ws
,aermans are invariably honest" was the
unqualified assertion. The quiet beauty
of Germanslandscape Is well seen on the
way from Gottingen to frankfort Ono
passes village after village. whose red
rooted houses form q pleasing contrast to
the green of many trees-large fiocks OF
geese driven by the barefooted goose-girl
was feature which attracted me; while
at work saving and splitting q. large pile
of wood. Again. they or their sisters.
bore the heat and burden Of the day,
working in the fields beside the men, and
later, bending under heavy loads.
1t is "a terrible temptation to linRer
at each enticing town, and when We
reached Zebra we succumbed. and
branched off to have a peep at Esinach,
turesque Wartburg. the home Of holy ST.
Elizabeth. While descending we passed
the cave where daily she fed the hungry
poor. and through one opening in the
trees we had glimpse of distant Venus
berg. Each new sight recalled and made
more Impressive Wagner's immortal
'Tannhauser" We paused before Rach's
birthplace. and in the doorway stood the
present tenant, who made us welcome,
and although the house is not ALWAYS.
shown to strangers, he auowed us to
stand In very room where the father of
instrumental music voiced his first pre-
Iuoe 10 life OF earnest work and pur-
pose. Weimar the beautiful Where can
be found another "Belvidere' whose eent-
~ sioping driveway with old trees, whose
1nterlacing branches meet o'erhead. and
Tor canopy to shield from sun and rain,
Drought us to see with eager eyes the
spot where art and nature We'd to make
an ideal theatre. There Goethe, Schiller.
with other mighty poets, enacted years
ago their famous plays We walked
through the length and breadth of Wei
mar with delight; her museum, which in
spite OF the prefix of Goethe truth COM
pels US to state we found but a muse
uln' still. 1t was so bare and comfort-
less. 1t had so little atmosphere of home.
we could not realize that there, once met
and talked together, day after dav a
prince OF poets and a prince of men. The
place of places in all Weimar that K 4
longed to see was Lists home, ms
aaltniui housekeeper for 30 years, INST
me at the door, and though / could mt 1.
utter words, there was nameless speech
OF sympathy between us, which made IN
NOT as strangers. She showed me where
ner master master lived his daily life. ate. drank
ana slept. held the manuscript he 4
wrote, and laid my hand with reverence
on that instrument that never more WIN
answer to his wondrous touch.
1 nave the inclination but not space to
tell of Frankfurt's marble Ariadne. 80 ex-
quisite in conception, so masterful in exc
cutlon, OF the pleasures of her Palmgar-
den; where music blends with nature in
such perfect harmony. The romance Of
pa Heidelberg. its ruined castle, of these
cannot speak. nor yet of lofty Konig.
stahi: where far below saw the Neckar
winding in and out through meadows
sreeh, and in the distance o silyery
fnread-like stream. 1 knew was Father
Rhine. and by its shore was Mannheim.
ana mere ! was to find what + had longed
lor-my German Schwester-the 10Y. the
happiness of that meeting I have not !
power to tell. and so as / began 10 end II +
MRS. HERMANN KOTZSCHuAR