Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1909-06-21

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of it, that in 1881 Wencelaus confers
upon the town it's own jurisdiction ac-
cording to the principles of right of the
Roman Empire, which is confirmed
by the Emperor Tigismund in 1415.
There is the Emperor himself with q
magnificent retinue visiting Lucerne in
1917. So the cations grew, disturbed
now by occasional invasions and now
by q civil war, which broke out be-
| tween Zurich and Schwyz, but when
WAS soon followed by peace.
| Pass along and we come to two other
| pictures in an entirely different strain.
In the first nne three gamblers are
| seated at table and the devil is just
| about to carry off one of them. These
three had been diceing on this spot,
when one of them having heavily lost
| hurled his dagger toward the sky. Five
| drops of blood fell on the table and in
| the same moment the evil spirit car
ried off the blasphemer. AS to his
companions, one murdered the other
and himself died OF leprosy the same
| day.
The second pictured the miracle
of Ettisvol. There a witch named
| Anna Vogtlein tried to carry off the
consecrated Host. The burden grow
ing miraculously heavier at every step,
she was compelled at last to drop it.
An aged swineherd hastens shortly
| afterwards to inform the parish priest
| that her herd of pigs were rooted to the
ground before an object brightly
cleaning. 1t was the Host A chapel
| was built on the spot where it was
| found.
More warlike pictures follow. In a
| fcul between the town of Mulhausen
| and Sigismund of Austria the Swiss
| league allies With the defenders OF
Mulhauscn We see an escort of forty
| men bringing food to the Swiss allies,
| and scattering band of three hundred
| Austrian. riders, by whom they have
| been attacked.
| SO through one struggle after anOth-
er the confederates pass unscathed and
| as we approach the end of the bridge
we see in 1899 the last attempt of the
| Germans to break the Swiss Confcder-
| alton, which now has the additional
| support of Schafthausen, Bale and APP
| pencil The last picture shows us
| Pope julius III engaging Swiss body
guard. In 1905 we see him riding
through the city followed by his two
| hundred foot soldiers chosen from the
| cantonS.
Thus in the very center of the city,
where all may see, by simply raising
| the glance, is painted on the triangular
| crOss-beamS of that old wooden bridge
| the story of Luccrne and her brave
neighbor cantons, which slowly but
surely made the Switzerland as she is
| today, the most progressive republic of
| Europe of not of the world. There
today hardly do they know the mean
| ing of the word trusts" so beneficial
| is the sway the government extends
| over the people bringing happiness and
prosperity into those mountain fast
| neSSeS.
| From Lucerne our way lead us over
the famous Boring Pass. Not only did
we pass lake upon lake, but we kept
gradually ascending upon dangerously
high trestles until we were up among
| the clouds and snow tipped mountains
where we had lunch The chief article
on the menu at that wayside inn was
soup, as travellers are only too glad for
something hot to make their teeth stop
Chatterng. When we went as high as
we could that time, we descended to
BricnZ and sailed over the lake of
Bricnz to Interlakcn. Then at our
very journeys end, as if Nature had
been too lavish with her treasures, she
suddenly hid them all at once and gave
| way to a violent outpour of grief. For
| all that, we were able to make our way
| through the quiet city and find shelter
at the Hotel Alpenbick, which as the
| name suggested gave one q view of the
| Alps when they were shrOuded in dark
ness. 1t was the Jungfrau that we
came to see at Interlaken, yet the jung
| frau, like a perverse young maiden
| that she is. persistently hid herself
from our sight.
| The next morning was regular
April day First Nature pouted, then
wept and then smiled. In spite of it all
we decided to go to the Grindlewald
glacier. When we reached Grindlc-
valid it was pouring. Auntie said
emphatically that she would wait in
the station during our three hours trip
to the ice-grotto. AS the rest of our
party were provided with rain coats
and rubbers we set bravely out, TAX
| ing the bride path as that lead us
up the mountain side past water falls
and the chalets. Half way up to the
glacier the sun shOne bright, and so
dazzled us by all the splendors that it
revealed to us, that we lost our way
and hired little Alpine maiden to
guide us. Very nimbly did she run
along the steep paths, take US by the
shortest cuts even to the foot of the
glaciers. There before us on that
warm summers day was that mass of
ice which looked as blue as the azure
of the sky we had seen moment ago.
My mother and I were the only ones
of the party who wished to make
that steep ascent and enter the ice
grotto. Up we went until we came to
the opening itself. 1t was so dazzling
that it looked like the entrance to
some palace. Two rough looking men
appeared from somewhere and wished