FRANKFORT, GERMANY, 1848.

From Munich I proceeded to Ulm, the frontier town of Würtemberg, on the

opposite bank of the Danube from Bavaria. The Gothic cathedral there is

the most curious object for a stranger, and is now a Protestant church.

The body of this church is the largest in Germany, and is a second St.

Peter’s in size, being four hundred and sixteen feet long, one hundred

and sixty-six feet wide, and one hundred and forty-four feet high,

with five aisles; the terrace is unfinished, and is three hundred and

thirty-seven feet high. There are some fine old stained glass windows,

and some remarkable carved work in the building.

I had once tasted of snail soup in Naples, which, during the season of

Lent, is considered a great delicacy, but I did not know, until I came

to Ulm, that there was a snail market. They say they export millions

of them yearly into Austria, and other parts of the country. They are

produced in the vicinity, and put up in casks for exportation.

From Ulm I went to Stuttgart, by diligence. It is the royal residence

of the king of Würtemberg, who is so celebrated for his love of horses.

I saw him driving a fine pair, of the Hungarian Esterhazy breed,

through the park, with apparent satisfaction. The manager of the

stables of the Prince is an Englishman. The prince married a Russian

princess, the daughter of the Emperor Nicholas, and had some Russian

carriages and droskys with a Russian driver in costume--the first I had

seen.

This Englishman accompanied me through the Crown Prince and King’s

stables, and showed the horses belonging to government for the

improvement of stock. I counted in all two hundred and ten belonging

to the king and his son, and one hundred and eighty for the account of

the crown. Arabian, Russian, Hungarian, English, and Persian horses

are to be found here. The stables, the harness rooms, and carriage

repositories were on a grand scale; but the sovereign people will say

when the time comes, “The expenses are too great; we cannot submit any

longer to these extravagances.”

Stuttgart is a well-built and interesting city, surrounded by hills

covered with the grape, with fine palace-gardens and a park, traversed

by carriage roads and promenades for some miles.

I went to Kannstadt, some four or five miles from the city, to the

mineral springs, which are much frequented by the inhabitants. The

railroad passes through the place, and there are agreeable walks to

return, for pedestrians, along the valley of the river Neckar, and

through the palace park to the city.

From Stuttgart I made my way by diligence to Carlsruhe, and here struck

the railroad for Baden Baden. Carlsruhe has not much of interest for

the traveller. It is the capital of the Grand Duchy of Baden, is dull,

with sandy soil, but being a royal residence, has a very fine park. It

is curiously built, and is described by a writer as being in the form

of a fan, or rather a wheel--the main streets, like the spokes, all

radiate from the Palace, which terminates the vista in every street, so

that the citizens who wish to know which way the wind blows need only

look to the palace weather-cock.

Everybody has heard of Baden Baden, so famous as a fashionable

watering-place, and all who have visited it can speak of the beauty of

its locality, surrounded by hills and mountains, and its narrow valley

with its delightful shady walks; but this year they are quite deserted.

The princes have enough to do to take care of their subjects; citizens

remain at home to look after their interests; the blacklegs find their

avocation almost gone. There is not one-third the usual number of

arrivals, consequently the balls, concerts, and gaming tables are less

frequented.

Baden Baden is certainly a lovely spot for the invalid, or the man

of pleasure; combining the advantages of public life, or solitude in

the dark woods, which can be reached in a few minutes. As I before

observed, all have heard of Baden Baden, so all have heard of the

Castle of Heidelberg, which is a magnificent ruin, and formerly the

palace and fortress of the Elector Palatine. It is situated upon a high

hill, and approached by a winding footpath on the side of the city.

It was one of the strongholds of the middle ages, and is of different

styles of architecture by different founders, and has been burnt at

different times and rebuilt. It was last burnt by lightning, and

remains a ruin, although parts are quite perfect.

One guide takes you through all the castle, and shows the relics and

implements of war yet preserved, mounts the bastions and towers, from

which the view is unsurpassed; another conducts you into the cellar of

the castle, to see the famous Wine Tun, which is the largest in the

world, and contained eight hundred hogsheads, or nearly three hundred

thousand bottles, and, it is said, in former times, when filled with

the fruit of the vintage, they danced on the platform. This tun will

not compare with a vat I once saw in the immense brewing establishment

of Barclay, Perkins & Co., of London, which contained four thousand

hogsheads of porter.

Mannheim is only a short distance from Heidelberg, and is a city of

some twenty thousand inhabitants, but possesses nothing of sufficient

interest to the traveller to detain him long. The gardens behind the

palaces, and terraces along the banks of the Rhine, are quite pretty.

It was once a walled city, but was besieged by the French and reduced

to ashes, and now has no protection, which, as experience has proved,

saves a city from the horrors of a siege.

The city next on my route to Frankfort was Darmstadt, the capital of

the Grand Duke. The gardens of the palace are beautifully laid out, and

all through this section of country vegetation is very luxuriant. The

rides through the country with the villages and towns prettily located

at the foot of the mountains, overhung with clusters of grapes, and

surrounded with orchards, make it very interesting for the traveller.

This free city of Frankfort, which I visited some years ago, has more

the air of life and bustle, I find, than many other German cities,

which may in part be attributed to the fact that there are now many

strangers from all parts of Germany, as members of the Confederation,

and for the reception of the new Vicar General of the German Union, the

Archduke John, of Austria, who has just been received with great honors

by the military, succeeded by an illumination of the whole city--a

very splendid affair. The immense circular church--now converted

into an Assembly for the representatives of the whole German Empire,

comprising six hundred, and which with the galleries extending all

around, will hold perhaps more persons than the Tabernacle in New

York--was filled to overflowing on the presentation of the Prince to

the Assembly. I could with difficulty procure a seat by going early,

and immense numbers were obliged to withdraw for want of room. Numerous

addresses were delivered, to which the Archduke responded. He was

dressed in uniform, and accompanied by the whole force of the National

Guard to the National Assembly. He looked calm and dignified, with a

good expression of face, and is sixty-six years old. His task will be

arduous, as well as that of the assembly, to amalgamate the different

races and sects of the German and Austrian Empire, and will not be

accomplished until more blood flows.

I assure you I was greatly rejoiced to arrive at Frankfort, which is

an interesting city, and has many sights to interest a stranger. I was

pleased to arrive in a city where I could so agreeably repose myself.

The gardens and pleasure grounds which encircle Frankfort, occupy the

place of former fortifications, and make a delightful retreat for the

inhabitants during the warm weather. The principal garden among the

number was beautifully illuminated the night following the reception

of Prince John, and as the German bands always afford good music, all

the élite were found sipping coffee and partaking of ices, and other

refreshments.

This is the residence of many bankers, and here the Rothschilds were

born, in the Judenstrasse or Jews’ street, and when I was last here

I went to see the house where the mother still resided, and refused

to give up the old confined quarters for the palace of her son. The

condition of the Jews has been much ameliorated here as well as in all

parts of Europe.

When I first saw the Jews’ quarters in Rome, under Pope Gregory XVI.,

they were confined within small limits, in narrow, dark, dirty lanes

and streets, where the sun’s rays scarcely reached them; a population

of about six thousand huddled together in filth, by daylight, when the

gates were open, carrying on their trade in old clothes, second-hand

articles of all kinds, readymade clothing, &c. But thanks to the

liberal mind of Pope Pius IX., the gates have been beaten down and the

Jews may now be seen locating themselves in other parts of the city,

although the mass prefer to keep together.

My health not being yet established, I have consulted a celebrated

physician, of the race I have just spoken of, who advises me to

drink the waters of Ems, recommended highly for all pulmonary and

bronchial diseases, and I shall go via Wiesbaden and Schwalbach to the

above-named place, and make trial of them.

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