Washington sentinel., 1898-11-26
The WAYS OF bismarck

Maqassne, al the time he had sue
ceeded General Won Rochow a:
Prussian Envoy in Frankfort,
was walking one morning with my
host, who had kindly undertaken
to show me the R0emEr, as well as
some of the other sights OF the
venerable free town, when sud-
denly we found ourselves IN the
vicinity OF the old Ghetto. Point
ing at a small unpretentious look
ing house, with a "red" shield
(ROtk Schulz over the narrow en-
tran-e, Herr Won Bismarck said,
That's the cradle OF millions, the
house and shop Of old Rothschild'
the famous father of the not less
famous Baron James-the Par0H,
q Parisians liked to call him, on
account OF hi, denounced German
accent. Well, the widow OF the
founder of the Rothschild dynasty
she was pointed out TO me one
day, reclining in a splendid bar
ouche, with a pair Of thoroughbred
steppers, which Lord Lyons might
have envied her a shrivelled up
old lady, wearing the traditional
wig of the old Jewess, with clever
eyes and firmly set lips, denoting
no want OF character and determi-
nation-"well, the old lady, though
one OF their grand man
sions IN the new part OF the town,
said Herr Won Bismarck. "will not
sleep outside the boundaries of the
Ghetto, and every evening she re-
turns TO the modest little house, in
which her husband lived and tOiled
and died; she says is will bring
luck to her children and grand
and teach them not to
forget the humble beginnings of
the world famed firm, and the time
when its founder sold old clothes
in the Ghetto. And as we are
here" continued my illustrious
cicerone, entering small cheese
monger's shop, you won't mind
coming in for a moment shall
not be long"
Stepping to the counter, Herr
Won Bismarck asked a grinning
young shop boy, in SHIRT sleeves,
a blue linen apron, not of a maiden
and blessed with a pair
Of flarge, red, greasy paws, engaged
in weighing some Dutch cheese,
10 oblige him with a sheet OF writ
ing paper, some sealing wax, a. d a
pen, to direct a letter. On the
boys producing the needful with
the traditional "What else, sir7"
said, "My hands are
rather cold, you had better do it
for me-" and he handed the boy a
couple of letters wrapped in the
sheet of blueish paper forming an
for in those days made up
were still unknown in
GERMANY Thank
you, young man; that'll do CAPT
tally" and paving for the paper
&c., with a small tip to the oily
boy with the stereotyped grin, he
oocketed his letter and we left the
place to continue our walk
II daresay you are wondering
why l treat my correspondents 70
such greasy, evil-smelling mis-
sives," and he showed me the
cheesv finger marks ofthe boy on
both sides Of the imDrovised en-
velope. "I'll tell you a secret, and
teach you a useful lesson Tor future
times. You may somedaY thank
me for the hint" exclaimed Herr
Won Bismarck, laughing heartily.
"You know we are blessed here in
as throughout all South
Germany, with the Thurn and
Taxis Postal Administration, a
mine of wealth to that fortunate
family, but the most wretchedly
managed concern under the sun.
AS you may imagine, it is under
the thumb of Austria, hence slow
and the triumph OF red tape, with
a pronounced weakness for diving
into other peoples business and
skimming, Of course, the cores
Of all Gel man and
foreign ENJOYS, accredited to the
Diet, with a preference for mine,
the ever suspected Prussian culprit
and traitor. They have established
A regular Black Cabinet in the
post office, where speci-
ally trained imperial and royal
peruse our prose with q
critical eye, transmitting copies or
extracts OF all Unreasonable" mat
ter, or particularly interesting re-
ports to the august Ballplatz,
where Gentzand, and after him
Klndworth, have established
lvnx-eyed system ol political es-
ptonage extending all over