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Title: Zigzag journeys in northwest lands. The Rhine to the Arctic
Year: 1884 (1880s)
Authors: Butterworth, Hezekiah, 1839-1905. (from old catalog)
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Publisher: Boston, Estes and Lauriat
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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d cities of Charle-magne, who erected a palace at Lower Ingelheim, and introduced thecultivation of the vine. Here lived Bishop Hatto, of bad repute, andgood Bishop Williges. Here rose Gutenberg, the inventor of printing, and here Thor-waldsens statue of the great inventor announces to the traveller whata great light of civilization appeared to the world. At Mayence we began the most delightful zigzag we had evermade, — a boat journey on the Rhine. If you would see the Rhine of castles and vineyards, said anEnglish friend, hire a boat. The most famous river scenery in theworld lies between Mayence and Cologne. If you take the railroadyou will merely escape it in a few hours ; if a steamboat, your curiositywill be excited, but not gratified; it will all vanish like a dream: takea boat, my good American friend, — take a boat. Between Mayence and Bingen the Rhine attains its greatestbreadth. It is studded with a hundred islands. Its banks are con- FIFTH MEETING FOR RHINE STORIES. *53
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MAYENCE. tinuous vineyards. Here is the famous district called the Rheingau,which extends along the right bank of the river, where the Rhinewines are produced. ^4 ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN NORTHERN LANDS. It is all a luxurious wine-garden, — the Rheingau. The grapespurple beside ruins and convents, as well as on their low artificialtrellises, and everywhere drink in the sunshine and grow luscious inthe mellow air. Castles, palaces, ruins, towers, and quaint towns all mingle withthe vineyards. A dreamy light hangs over the scene ; the river iscalm, and the boat drifts along in an atmosphere in which the spiritof romance seems to brood, as though indeed the worlds fairy taleswere true. We came in sight of Bingen. We must stop there, said Willie Clifton. Why ? I asked curiously. Because — well — For I was born at Bingen, — at Bingen on the Rhine. He then repeated slowly and in a deep, tender voice the beginningof a poem that almost every schoolboy knows : — A soldier of the Legion lay

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