The daily morning journal and courier., 1897-06-22

SNti' SHJNSeu py tnS descendants or the original builders. Gothic architecture Is the exponent of life. It must be al- ways growing.
 Ihere are two comparatively new things in Strassburg, both worth sec lng' the university and the emperor's new house. The house is called a pal ace, but is not quite large enough to fill out the word.
 The university buildings are magnif- | icent The main building is five or six hundred feet long and of excellently l proportioned height and breadth It's archltecture is simple, pleasing, schol- | arly' There is not a finer building in l Europe devoted to teaching. Back of the main building and in park at least three times the size of Yale's campus, are other smaller buildings devoted to special studies, physics, chemistry, bi- ology, botany, etc, etc, all of fine and | harmonious architecture. These build ings are sop offered by the Prussians to the enslaved Strassburgers. More over, the university has large endow- ments. It has no end of professors, all well paid Some of them are among the most learned and most celebrated schol- ! ars of Germany. There is only one l thing wanting to place the university of Strassburg among the very first of Flu rope. But that one thing is beyond the creative power of his little god-ship on | wheels. Even the Emperor William cannot manufacture students. Strass-
 burg students are still true to France. They would rather go to Paris and live l on stale bread than be fed on pate-de- fors-gras bv the Prussian dictator i The only way in which Strassburg can
 be made thoroughly German will be by the expulsion of every Frenchman and
 by putting German in his place. This process is being pursued. But even it falls Of expected potency By some oc- cult and mysterious process imported Germans become Frenchified by contact
 with French soil and are soon talking about "liberte, equalite and fraternite,"
 as If the phrase really meant anything. | The emperoTs house looks exactly like him. If he did not design it himself l he must have succeeded in finding an architect who could enter into his in 1 nermost spirit. The house is a perfect
 architectural expression of bumptious-
 ness. It is preceded by a porch which is as much out of proportion to the main building as are the hideous porch
 es of MT. Cadys creation. Like MT. Cady's porches, Williams porch has nothing to do but to show itself off as a porch. It performs no architectural | duty. It is made strong enoughto car I ry the whole house, but the house is as 1 Independent of the porch as the new li-
 brary building is independent of the l ugly, useless and mammoth porch hitched on to it cornerwise.
 When the eye has passed Williams l spatterdash porch it finds the main building covered from top to bottom ! with extravagant and incongruous or naments; lions, griffens, tritons; every l thing that can be thought of to give ex- pression to colossal pop-i-cock in top; l surmounting the huge exposure are two l gigantic bronze medieval heralds. They must be ten feet high Each holds an enormous trumpet with which he is about to blare forth to astonished 1 mankind the rank, titles and virtues of his imperial lord. Frhe whole thing takes your breath away. When you
 have recovered it you want to roar out l democratic defiance. But look out; there is a sentinel with musket. He
 has had his eye on you and has heard your preparatory scornful snort. Wait till you are out of range. Better wait till you are out of Germany.
 On your way from Strassburg to Paris you must stop at Nancy, and you must stop at the Hotel de France. You will be met by the typical French land lady of fifty years ago. She was al- l ways dressed In black and weighed 1 about two hundred The black was to indicate the assumption of the prestige of widowhood, though her lege lord was probably back somewhere in the kitchen securing pans. She met you with grace and imposing dignity. You l felt at once that you were her servile, and that anything she chose to give you
 was far too good for your ignominy. After surveying you from top to toe, and measuring the depth of your purse with the gleam now called X-ray, she majestically waved you aside to the head waiter, who escorted you to the room indicated by the wave. In this particular case it was the dearest old fashioned room imaginable. Hard wood floor; no carpet, wash-stand; nine by seven; diminutVe bowl, towel (singular) etc., etc., to match; old fashioned furniture; magnificent bed; immaculate linen; big clock under a glass case on marble mantel support ed by two figures and two candelabra-
 Louis XV. to match; here and there a
 rug and superfluity of dimity cur tains. Perfect dinner! Perfect cafe ct oeufs!! Perfect fourchette!!! \Oh
 my!!!!
 l People who haven't seen La Place
 Stanislas at Nancy have missed seeing
 one of the most beautiful sights of all
 Europe. You are not to be allowed to
 loll back in your armchair and read a glowing description. You must pack
 your bag, start for Nancy and see it for yourself Then and not till then can a description be appreciated. You will
 come away with an entirely new idea of Stanislas, and will no longer wonder
 that his daughter was such a charming little dot of @ queen.
 Paris is hotter than Tophet and as
 nasty as New Haven in midsummer.
 FERNANDEZ. CONSOLIDATED ROAD.