Western High School - Concept Yearbook (Auburn, MI)

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restaurant, called Hofbrau for supper last night. It was a very large hall and tables filled it entirely. Flowering plants decorated the tables.- For the first time I saw a blue hydrangea. I think mother will know what that is. Before each place was a lare boquet to be worn by us. Mine was red-dark red roses and red carnations with green fern. 'The hall was all paneled in dark oak. On the one side was a large stove of dark tile-Kachelofen. I think there was a smaller one on the other side. On the ceiling were various verses. I remem- ber one as follows: Es haben in diesem Saale vielegegessen, die nie daran gedacht sich beruhmt zu nennen, Im Auslande sind sie eher beruhmt gedacht Worden als zu I-Iause. Ceilings and all is of dark oak. Two large chandeliers lighted the hall. These were in two large circles. First of all we were attracted by the waitresses -we never before have had Women waitresses. They dressed in the Bayerisch costume-colored skirts, a black waist, without sleeves, and a white waist under that fthe black one is called a Mieder.J Around their shoulders was a silk scarf embroidered in some color. Around their necks they wore wide necklaces. The Mieder was decorated with silver chains and coins. They wore little caps on the back of their heads. We had good food-veal roast, potato, salad, lettuce, and of course, beer in jugs tSteinSJ holding a whole quart. We could have lemonade, too. During the supper there was music, singing, and an address of welcome spoken by a young woman. After a While, we went to the hotel, for we were not able to wait until it was over with. The Germans don't mind drawing out their evening concerts until long after midnight, I imagine. This morning CWednesday, July 241, we met at 9:30 in the old Rathaus. This is another interesting building. The floor is of course made of oak and there is no plaster on the walls or ceilings. The ceilings are studded with large brass nails. Here again were two large circular chandeliers. We listened to a speech of welcome by the Oberburgermeister and then .followed a long speech by a man who is famous for his books on schools. For a dessert we had cheese and rye bread. This is very often our dessert. We have coffee only for breakfast. After the dinner, by the way, it is here called Fruhstuck, we went shop- ping. This is such a joy and pleasure. There are so many good and nice things that we can hardly tear ourselves away. Tonight we go to the Rat- skeller for supper. I'll tell you more about that later. U There is one thing, however, that I must not forget. We were told today that a high and unusual honor was to be shown us on the 31st of July. We will be in Cassel then and the Kaiserin will receive us at that time in her palace at Wilhelmshohe. We humble teachers are certainly highly honored. Friday, July 26. Yesterday we had a glorious day. At 8:20 we took the train for Prien, about two hours' ride from Munchen, and transferred to an electric train and then to a boat for a ride on the Chiemsee. On the train, We had a glorious view of the country. For the first time in my life I saw a mountain, the Bayerische Alpen. It was somewhat foggy on the way ou so the mountains were not clear. When we left Prien for Munchen, they were a little clearer, but later on a very heavy thunderstorm came up. We are told that these storms come up very quickly in the mountains. Chiemsee is a beautiful green- watered lake. It is eleven miles long and seven miles broad, and contains three islands, the large Herren-Insel, the Frauen-Insel, the Kraut-Insel. We visited only the Herren-Insel. When we got off the boat we went up a steep walk and passed das Alte Schloss. This used to be the palace of Konig Ludwig II. von Bayern, usually called the insane king. His only Wish in life was to build palaces for his own use, not that anyone else might ever get any good out of them. 'This old palace we did not get to see except from the outside. Here, to my surprise, I saw apple trees trained to climb up against the wall- like grape vines. There were also peach trees trained in the same way. From this old palace we had a walk of twenty minutes along a shady wood-path to the new palace. I have bought pictures of this so you can see for yourselves how very magnificent this is. I have never imagined that anything could be so grand. You see, the king was insane on the subject of palaces, later on all subjects, I think. He drowned himself in 1888, I believe. I have sent a view

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v. A Letter from Germany Regina-Palast-Hotel, Maximiliansplatz, Munchen, July 23, 1912. My dear Folks all:- We have just arrived in Munchen and we are in a hotel that is really a Palast. Now the news since I wrote on Sunday. We did not go out that evening tSunday, July 213, because it rai11ed so hard. This gave us a chance to rest and write some. The next morning we left Mannheim at 9:12 for Heidelberg where we were to stay until one o'clock. This gave us a chance to see the old town of Heidelberg with its old castle ruins in particular. We took the street car from the station and after a while transferred to a. cog wheel car. This is built in the form of a stairway and is meant for carrying people up hills. At the top of the hill we got out and walked through the Schloss garden. Most of this is fallen down in ruins. In other places there are only the walls left. Again some parts are still unbroken. This is all covered with ivy and looks like a beautiful picture. The walls are very lovely and there could be no better place in the world to go for a walk. At one side there is a platform, and from this we looked down on the city as it lay on the bank of the Neckar River. There is a song: Alt Heidelberg du feine Du Stadt on Ehren reich, Vom Neckar und vom Rheine Kein andre ist dir gleichf' We think we would like to spend a long time here. At one o'clock on Monday we left Heidelberg for Nurnberg, the city famous for the cheapest toys and for the sweetest Lebkuchen. When we saw this town We thought we were living no more in the year 1912 but far back in 1200 or so. This is due to the fact that there are so many houses and churches still standing and in use that were built at that time. ln the early days, when one city was always at war with another, the cities had to protect themselves by walls and towers. Here in Nurmberg, perhaps one of the three oldest cities in Germany, we still see the wall. It is very thickg I don't know how thick. On this wall at perhaps each of the four corners, were four large watch towers. At different places on the wall there were 365 small towers. Through the wall there were 12 gateways. Then, no doubt, there was a drawbridge teine Zug- brucke.J We still cacn see the moat or ditch that used to be filled with water to still further protect the city. It is old, old, and one feels like staying many days instead of just a little more than half a day. We went to dinner today in a little bit of a place built up against a church, called the Bratwurst Glockle. Here people have come to eat Bratwurst and Sauerkraut for many hundred years. The sausages were just about the size of my little finger. They were very good. In addition, we had buns and beer. We spent most all the morning shopping and were very happy in doing it. Our hotel was a first class one. In fact, they have all been that with the exception of the on in Mannheim. There are always two single beds in our room, and a large marble- top wash stand with two bowls and pitchers. Mirrors galore! We are very well taken care of, indeed.. We get tired occasionally from seeing so many things, but we are learning so much and are so glad to see all we can. We left Nurnberg at 1:24 for Munchen today, and arrived at 4:42. If one wishes to learn the geography of a country, he must travel and see it with his own eyes. I told you in my last letter we had been following the Rhine- the landof grapes and wine. Today we left Nurnberg, the largest hop market in the world. We could see on the railroad trip to Munchen that we would no longer be offeded wine by the waiters who would say to us, Trinken die Damen etwas? All around us were fields of hops in orderly patches. So finally we arrived in Munchen, the land of beer. I am sorry to say that it does not taste very good to me. I still have to shiver when I take a swallow of beer as well as wine. Tonight we go to the Hofbrau for supper. Wednesday, July 24. This is Wednesday. I wrote the last sentence last night. We went tg 9,

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of the outside. The fountains are no longer running. The king was copying a palace in Paris a nd he was very successful. He built as much of this palace as he had money for and then had to stop, so it will never be completed. He made his people poor by this work. Though incomplete, it is altogether splen- did. He had two other palaces, both of which were equally grand. The scenery around the palaces and the view on the other islands is charming. I must close this letter. Tomorrow -morning at eight we leave for Stutgart. More about that later. Stay well and happy. I will have much to tell you when we come back. This morning we are going to see Munchen more closely. With all love, I remain yours, MATHILDA SCHROEDER. of .3 .3 ' as Scouhng CHAPTER I. 66 OME Paul! You take that direction, and I will take this, for you are getting tired and can run but a very short distance more, I can escape, and will entice the red skins to follow me by firing oif my gun, I will be back for you later, remember our signals! K, This conversation took place in the forests, on the border of 'Ohio and Kentucky, between two noted Indian fighters of the war of 1812. James Carrol, or long Jim, as he was known by many comrades, was a tall, wiry, active man of about twenty-six yearsg fit for long runs, and exciting tramps in the wilderness. He was giving these directions to a lad of eighteen, well built, and of a calm nature, who knew much of Indian Warfare, and was known by the name of Paul Hendricks. They were sent on a scouting expedition, by the commander of the Am- erican forces on the Ohio river, to find out if the Indians were on the war path. It was in the middle of the afternoon when they cautiously stepped into the deep forest, in the disguise of Shawnee Warriors. The country was rolling, with shallow valleys, and creeks, and the early fall sun made a pretty scene, when it managed to find an opening, through the thick foliage. Long Jim, who was leading the way through the forest, suddenly stopped, picked up an eagle feather, and examined it carefully, it did not excite the curiosity of Paul who thought it fell from some flying eagleg and Jim was on the point of explaining the way he thought it came where it was, when sudden- ly, he shoved Paul behind a tree, to conceal them both from the sight of a lurk- ing Indian. But too late, they were seen and the savage gave a war whoop. Jim fired his rifle at the savage, and, with Paul beside him, fled in a direc- tion of safety. Stopping now and then, they listened, and heard footsteps on both sides and behind. They kept up their fight for half an hour, when Jim, glancing at Paul, noticed that he was losing strength, and gave him the direcr tion of his best plan of escape, narrated in the first paragraph. CHAPTER II. HE sun had begun to disappear in the Western horizon, when Jim and Paul parted: and the shadows of evening were rapidly falling, and seemed grateful to Paul, who had turned to his right, and was creeping through the bushes in a southerly direction. He had just taken refuge in some bushes, and was peering out, when he caught sight of an Indian standing still, listening, at the same moment he heard the report of a rifie and knew that Jim was carrying out his plan, and at the same instant the Indian started in the direction of the report. Through the night Paul sat and listened to different noises in the forest,