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Title: Romantic Germany
Year: 1910 (1910s)
Authors: Schauffler, Robert Haven, 1879-1964
Subjects: Cities and towns -- Germany Germany -- Description and travel
Publisher: New York : The Century Co.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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d along, inclined plane of brick called the Wendelstein,and shift into felt overshoes, wherein you shufflethrough an interminable line of flashy festal cham-bers. There is the Red Eagle Room, with itswooden replicas of the silver melted up by Frederickthe Great in his dire need; the Knights Room, witha chandelier beneath which Luther stood at the Dietof Worms; the Room of the Black Eagle; the Roomof Red Velvet; the White Hall; and so forth. Theonly unoccasional paintings in evidence are a fewthird-rate Italians outside the White Hall, andthese, as the guide declared, are soon to come down.The only old masters are two Vandykes, which lookquite appalled in the barbarous wastes of the pic-ture-gallery. And one longs for a glimpse of thefamous Watteaus, hidden away in the Emperorsprivate suite. There are other views from the Burg-Strassealmost as engaging as those of the castle. It is goodto stand near the William Bridge and see, beyondthe flapping green eagles of the Frederick Bridge, 58
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