Stolzenfels And The River Lahn

Stolzenfels And The River Lahn.

Capellen And Stolzenfels

Capellen And Stolzenfels.

The National Monument, Ems

The National Monument, Ems.

The visitor to Ems, a score of years ago, would often meet, in one of the hotels or on the promenade, a thin-faced, wrinkled man, who was none other than the hero of the Franco-Prussian War, Von Moltke, commander-in-chief of the German army. Unlike the Emperor and Prince Bismarck, he used to travel with extreme simplicity, and unannounced, for he disliked receptions and publicity, and was content with the plainest rooms. His traveling experiences were, therefore, sometimes amusing. One afternoon he entered a hotel at Ems, his satchel in his hand, having preferred to walk the little distance from the station. He wore the dress of a civilian, and looked decidedly travel-worn and dusty. Accordingly, the landlord told the waiter to show the old man to a small room under the eaves. Once there, the waiter produced the usual card, and asked the stranger to inscribe his name and residence. What was the landlord's horror, when he read the words, "Field Marshal Von Moltke, Berlin"! "Ach, mein Gott! what have I done?" exclaimed the wretched man, wringing his hands. "I am ruined!" Rushing upstairs, he begged the marshal to descend. "It is all a mistake," he cried, "a terrible mistake, I have beautiful rooms for your excellency on the first floor." " What is the price of them ?" asked Von Moltke. " Only one hundred francs a day, your excellency." "And the price of this room ?" "Oh, a mere trifle, three francs a day." "Then I will stay," replied the marshal, "I am quite comfortable here; and many a time upon the battle-field, I should have been very glad of such a bed as this."

General View Of Ems

General View Of Ems.

Crowning an eminence, not far from Stolzenfels, is a little structure called the Konigsstuhl, or King's Seat, not as one might sup-pose, because some sovereign ever used it as a post of observation, but from the fact that it has actually played an important part in royal history. Five hundred years ago, it was erected by the Emperor Charles IV., and even now, although rebuilt in 1843, still keeps its ancient form, and is in part composed of the original stones which have successfully withstood the storms of centuries. It looked to me as I approached it like a roofless chapel, but in reality is an octagonal platform surrounded by seven arches, and supporting seven stone seats on which the princes sat whose privilege it was to choose the Emperor of Germany. Here, then, under the open sky, and overlooking the majestic stream which mirrored it, the seven Electors of the empire used to meet, not only to select their sovereign, but to make laws, issue proclamations, and conclude treaties with foreign nations. It gives one a curious sensation to look upon this simple "seat" and realize how much power was once vested in the men who met here to exalt or dethrone kings. They were in fact the "power behind the throne" and entitled to all royal dignities and honors save the title of majesty. Were they not wise to thus secure the substance and let the shadow go ?

The King's Seat

The King's Seat.

The Covered Gallery At Ems.

The Seven Mountains And Nonnenwerth

The Seven Mountains And Nonnenwerth.

The most conspicuous elevations near the Rhine are known as the Seven Mountains. The loftiest of these is the historic Drachenfels, or Dragon's Rock, named from that legendary monster of the Rhine which, in the days when Roman legions came this way, was both the scourge and terror of the region. The memory of this dragon has not been forgotten; for the evil which beasts do, sometimes, lives after them, while "the good is oft interred with their bones." At all events, the castle on this height perpetuates its story, and the red wine which comes from the mountain-side is called by the unappetizing title of the "Dragon's blood."