Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1897-10-11
Of Galilee, then our faith vanished as
chaff blown before the wind.

chaff blown before the wind.
We have a lurking consciousness, q.
we near the completion of our tour
that we have enjoyed each different
country in turn, with much the same
zest that one Of Mrs. Barbauld's old
time heroines reveled in the seasons
That impressionable young person
walked forth with her mother wher
Earth renews it's youth, and budding
leaf and running brook make her de-
clare she loves the springtime best ;bu,
soon the song Of birds and blossoming
of flowers transport her with delight
and she is positive no season equals
summer Then come the nuts and rip
ened fruits of all and she is sure these
months exceed them all; till skating
sleighing and the joys of Christmas
make it plain that winter reigns tri-
umphant in her heart. And so it Is
with us, we find it difficult to choose
for each in turn seems best; and yet
perhaps for all in all, the most enjoy
able portion of our European trip has
been the time we spent in Germany,
when every day brought fresh delights,
and each new place seemed more allur-
ing than the last.
The first intimation we received that
summer and our days were waning,
was on the Rhine; the next came
while we were covering the distance
from Cologne to Brussels. You will
certainly arrive by seven o'clock" the
willy ticket seller told us. ignoring the
hours difference in time, which when
we reached the Belgian frontier COM
PEELED us to put back our hour hand
just 60 minutes. Darkness was all
about us as we alighted from the train.
and we felt a pang assail our hearts,
for well we knew that shortened day
light meant an ended holiday. We
found Brussels even more wide awake
and bustling than is it's usual habit,
owing to the exposition to which we
gave our forenoon. The grounds We're
pleasing, and when lighted by electric
lights the many colored globes made
the effect most brilliant. The exhibit
tion seemed rather ordinary, after the
White City's dazzling array. We found
greater satisfaction and enjoyment in
driving about the broad tree-lined ave-
nues Of this little Paris" and looking
at the Hotel de Vile, and stupendous
Palais du Justice, which we could well
believe the largest building in the
world. While gazing at it's imposing
pillars we noticed large crowd COL
lecting, and soon a mounted cavalcade
of soldiers took position and our old
friend the King of Siam, appeared upon
the scene. Although the recognition
was not mutual, we bore no malice,
but welcomed him as cordially as did
the native Beigians. AS we were lei
surely following the throng, we passed
lying in the, street, the stiff and mo-
tioniess form of one Of Brussels faith
full servants. Day after day he'd car
ried heavy burdens, and when the load
became too great his strength failed
and he died in harness. only dog, :"
someone near us scornfully exclaimed.
but dogs, IN Brussels, command not
only our respect but pity. What pa
tient daily workers there we saw!
whose backs seemed seldom fitted to
their burden. Once when we noticed
weary animal dragging a too heavily
weighted cart, and the driver a lusty
boy Of fourteen climbed on top, we
burned with indignation. and it was
with difficulty we restrained ourselves
from removing the unfeeling master.
Oftener, however, we rejoice to say,
some woman walked beside the cart.
and tried to ease the labors of her
dumb but willing helper.