The Minneapolis journal., 1902-08-16
LIFE IN GERMAN HEALTH RESORTS
The Fashionable and the Serious "Cres-"B. OBJ" Tells
About Them and the Inevitable Voyage Down the
Rhine-A Dull German Comic Opera.

denver geStureleSS speeches.; anu as 1or
the chorus, 1t wandered In and out appar-
emily at will. A German corf1ic opera
chorus strolls 1eisurely on, exhibiting in
the time hotored way burning interest
in the affairs Of all the other characters:
but there the resemblance to the ideals Of
childhood ceases. The chorus cannot be
made to laugh at the antics Of the funny
man; nor do the woes of the lovers move
the comic opera villagers to tears. When
they have heard enough, they simply walk
off without even waiting for the old IA
miliar speech Of "Now pray you leave
me, Kind friends; i would be alore." BY
the way, we might all of us with profit
copy the virtues Of an operatio chorus.
Such rnselash consideration of others,
such good listeners, never interrupting
save in nlonosyllables and inspiring the
confidence of every one to such an extent
that they are always found lettering
around the most public place in the VIII
lage waiting for some total stranger to
happen along to take them into his conf
dence. And then always so happy; for
they not only tell you so, but they must
be, with nothing to do all day long but
tra-la" and practice the two-step.
The Trip on the Rhine.
But to return to the subject Of the
cures. complete rest after taking the
UotO4S duO Iu6 VdS lis Is C1dkuleu 10 U0 OuS
OF the essential requisites. You can 60
to Switzerland, which, at this season of
the year, is too much the fashion for rest,
or you can recuperate at the American bar
In Frankfort on -the-(Main, and Incident
ally take dip in the designations Of one
Of the gayest cities on the cont inent. Bet
ter still, chose happy medium and bring
yourself for a couple Of weeks in one
| OF those attractive little towns which dot
the Rhine on both sides, where, II you
don't find the luxuries you find the real
substantials Of life. Though out Of the
running for the time being yourself. you
can look on at the game as played by the
tourists who go up and down the Rhine
every hour Of the day, and every day Of
OF the few set pieces for sightseers which
really quite comes up to expectations. If
pushed for time it is alt we'll enough IN
q way to take the railway, which skirts
either bank Of the river; but the question
OF time being Of little moment to the
average tourist, 1t Is bette to put III an
hour or two longer and do 1t by steamer
The picturesque scenery may become q
trifle monot onous, and one old castle
which has withstood the assaults Of every
thing but time, looks very like another
crumb1ing to ruin high up on the cliff
b. the trip down the Rhine, with its
+ Of romance and chivalry, it's tales OF
wicked barons and maidens fair, would
be ideal for the honeymoon, and might
| even conjure up recollections of that time
of long ago to the seasoned experience of
such worldly persons as have forgotten
all such things. Taking the steamer at the
old fashioned typical German town OF
Mainz, post Rudesheim and its famous
vineyards to Bingen. The original Bin
gen on the Rhine" which you used to re-
cite on Friday after Friday afternoon, un-
| 1 kAA atx~S ~ fa hHr oc1yi q
YOU to learn new "piece." On down the
river By the quartz lodges in the stream,
passing close to the Mouse Tower, where,
as legend tells, Archbishop Hatto of Mainz
was eaten alive by mice just because he
I ordered crowd Of famine stricken peas
ants to be burned to death, comparing
them to corn destroying mice. This tale
may not be strictly true, but the mere
mention of it caused half the women on
the steamer to make an involuntary reach
for their skirts. Further down, the
quaint old town Of st. Goar Is overlooked
by the most ruinous ruin OH the river
the famous Rheinfels, dating from the
twelfth century, besieged I don't know
how many times and finally blown up by
the French. Just above lies the Lurlei
rock, rising above the whirlpoo1s in the
deepest and narrOwest part OF the Rhine
and the tabled seat of the siren who lured
the sailors on to death. And so on tt
Coblence, where the Moselle empties into
the Rhine, beautiful monument to Viii.
liam T. marking the confluence Of the two
streams. From Coblence on, bridges o.
boats cease to be novelty, and thir.
teenth century churches are too plentiful
for more than passing comment until yot
reach the Drachenfels, some thousands q
Of feet above the river, with twentieth
century cable RUNNING up to the four.
teenth century rookie carved ruins. On
on you go, down the river by Remagen
Ro1andseck and Godesberg to Bonn, tht
German. university town where the crow,