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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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rg, as a port, that the yearly army of Ger-man emigrants come. I looked sadly upon Hamburg as I thoughthow many eyes rilled with tears had turned back upon her spires andtowers, her receding harbor, and seen the Germany of their ancestors,and the old city of Charlemagne, with its historic associations of athousand years, fade forever from view. Down the Elbe go thesteamers, and the emigrants with their eyes fixed on the shores!Then westward, ho, for the prairie territories of the great empire ofthe New World! More than six thousand vessels enter the harbor of Hamburg ina year. The flags of all nations float there, but the British red iseverywhere seen. We visited the church of St. Michael, and ascended the steeple,which is four hundred and thirty-two feet high, or one hundred feet-higher than the spire of St. Pauls in London. We looked down onthe city, the harbor, the canals. Our eye followed the Elbe on its wayto the sea. On the north was Holstein; on the south, Hanover. HAMBURG. 207
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CANAL IN HAMBURG. From Hamburg we made a zigzag to Berlin and Potsdam. Therailroad between the great German port and the brilliant capital is 2o8 ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN NORTHERN LANDS. across a level country, the distance being about one hundred andseventy-five miles, or seven hours ride. Berlin, capital of Prussia and of the German Empire, the resi-dence of the German Emperor, is situated in the midst of a vast plain ;an oasis of stone and brick in a Sahara of sand. It is about the sizeof New York, and it greatly resembles an American city, for thereason that everything there seems new. It has been called a city of palaces, and so it is, for many of theprivate residences would be fitting abodes for kings. The architec-ture is everywhere beautiful; all the elegances of Greek art meet theeye wherever it may turn. Ruins there are none; old quarters, none;quaint Gothic or mediaeval buildings, none. The streets are so regu-lar, the public squares so artistic, and the buildings such models ofa

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