Douglas Island news., 1911-04-12
AROUND THE WORLD
Dr. Simpsons Story of His Visits to the Countries of the
 Old World

went into the station and found a ticket agent who spoke French-the only railway employee whom l found in Germany that understood either French or English He was proud of himself and his knowledge of French and he gave his whole attention to me until my train started for Coblentz.
 A few miles above Aiken is little dark stream with high hills on either side. On this stream is the picturesque ruin of the castle of Ehrenberg. Just above this is another castle erected by the archbishop of Treves twenty two years after the siege of Thuron.
 Then there is the castle Eltz, which is still inhabited. Across the gulch is another castle built by Baldwin, arch. bishop of Treves, hundred years later to cut off the supplies from the Eltz people and starve them out. When the women and children had died of famine and the few men who were left were too weak to make any determined resist ance, the archbishop took the castle Farther on is the cave where St. Castor lived and the chapel where he was buried until removed to Coblentz.
 Next is Cochen, a prosperous little town with an old castle owned by the archbishop of Treves. There is the castle of Winneberg belonging to the Meternich family, who had nearly as many castles as an archbishop. The celebrated count and statesman was one of the family.
 walked over much of this country, but coming down from Treves to Co., blentz 1 took a slow train which gave me a chance to see the country over again. The guard could not speak word of h;Sn,a aglish, but l understood everything he said, as his features and actions were very expressive. He show ed me that my ticket was express; that l 1 could go down in one-fOurth of the time; advised me to get off and he would express me to CoblentZ. l tried to explain that 1 liked to look at the country, but no use. was such a fool in his eyes that he actually got to like me. All the way he slipped in and out of my compartment; told me when there was anything interesting ahead and kept me busy looking for scenery. In those cars you enter at the side and foot board runs at the side of the car it's full length. A Scotch engineer was telling me about trip that he wanted to make in the interior of India to see some tom bs and things. Speaking ot the slow train he told me that he had taken jug of whisky along in case of sickness aud just before leaving the station he gave the guard jolt. About half an hour later the guard again be. came thirsty and glided back into the the Scotchman's car They had few more bracers and the guard started back to look after his work, but the whisky was too strong and he dropped off. Somebody saw him fall, rang the bell and stopped the train. The Scotch man was conscience, stricken and want ed to take back relief party with stretcher, but the trainmen laughed at him. They said, "We will wait few minutes and let him catch up." Sure enough within ten minutes he came strolling along looking little sheep. isb, but showing no signs of injury. The guard had no more whisky from the Scotchman the rest of the journey.
 At one station where we stopped an