satchel and prepares to go down to dinner. For compelled now to suffer as much from the exacthat meal is served in the saloon, and our tions of the priesthood as their remote ancestors friends are quickly gathered around the table, the did from the depredations of the robber chivalry. Viennese belles and the Berlinese swells, the Aus-The castles are in ruins, but the monasteries trian hussars, those awful sons of Mars, and the flourish in palatial splendour, and to some minds monks with shaven polls, conservators of souls, the difference between a rogue in armor and a and the Englishmen in gaiters, always calling on rogue in a cassock* is of little consequence. the waiters-all are punctually in place and ready After passing Mölk, we were brought at every to dispatch the dishes, as passengers are generally turn upon some picturesque arrangement of rock on steamboats, from the Mississippi to the Hel- and river, until a full-orbed moon showering lespont. The dinner was quite good, and it was down its silvery lustre upon the ruins and the amusing to see one of the divinities from Vienna, water, converted the whole into a scene of enwho looked as if she might have dieted on night- chantment. Ever and anon the red lights of ingale's tongues, make way with a Kalbs-cotelette some quaint old town would glare upon us, and which ought to have satisfied the hunger of a coming nearer, the cross upon the spire of some couple of dragoons. We had not reached the antique chapel would glisten in the moonbeams, pastry, however, before our companion, the law- and then fade slowly into the distance. Long yer, called us to come and see the monastery of after the company in the saloon had disposed Mölk and we went on deck again. themselves for slumber, as best they could, did This monastery is a magnificent and imposing we remain on deck, unwilling to lose such enjoyedifice that stands immediately on the verge of ment as the scenery, softened and, as it were, the river at an elevation of 200 feet above the idealized by the moon's white illumination, afstream, and looks far more like the residence of forded us. Midnight, however, and a sense of some powerful monarch than the retreat of a re-weariness, after eighteen hours of travel, at length ligious brotherhood. It is munificently endowed reminded us of the necessity of going to bed. and contains, besides a splendid collection of Fortunately, we had not relied upon the casual books and paintings, a wine cellar supposed to be and unsatisfactory sleeping accommodations of inexhaustible, inasmuch as a levy of 15,000 gal- the saloon, (where berths less commodious than lons a day by the French army for several days those of our canal packets had been fitted up for in succession, about the beginning of the present as large a number as possible, with improvised century, did not appear to make any serious chasm pallets on the floor for the residue) but, early in in its vaults. It is impossible not to conceive an the day, had bargained with the Oberkellner for exalted respect for an institution, monastic or an apartment in the nature of a state room, on otherwise, with such vinous resources, and I confess I envied a young gentleman, a son of the Lord Mayor of Vienna, as the lawyer told us, who left the boat at Mölk with the intention of paying a visit to the jolly ecclesiastics who live there. Of these there are but 90, half of whom are absent fulfilling the duties of professors or ministers in colleges and universities many months in the year, while the rest pass their days in port and piety, alternating the rigors of the cloister with the instruction of a small number of pupils, and tempering the rôle of priest and pedagogue with the generous products of the vintage. deck and immediately behind the starboard wheel, which for the sum of seven Kron Thalers, about eight American dollars, was placed at our disposal for the voyage. Thither we accordingly repaired, and, barring the occasional splashing of water through the partition which divided us from the wheel, and the continual whirl of that important part of the steamer, superinducing disagreeable dreams of revolving around the ponderous axle of an oubliette in a medieval dungeon, had a comfortable time of it till morning. Soon after a late breakfast, we were rejoiced by a distant glimpse of the towers of Linz where we were to leave the steamer. Presently we came up to the wharf, and upon an examination of Learning It cannot be otherwise, of course, than that by the overgrown power and enormous aggregations of wealth of these pampered religious corporations, the country round about is greatly impov- passports, were permitted to land. that the regular conveyance for Munich did not erished-the church, indeed, in Austria and Bavaria seems to bestride the country like a Colos-depart for two hours, we took a carriage under sus. The most fertile meadows, the richest vine- the convoy of our legal friend from Vienna, and growing regions belong to the monasteries, and it set out to see the town. The day was cloudless, is a high rent that must be paid to the monks for every thing that met the eye novel to us, our the use of the land. In such a condition of affairs there can be no progress, no real prosperity, and the people have made only an exchange of plunderers since the days of feudalism, being *To such as have a fancy for tracing etymologies, I suggest the word stole, a priest's garment, as probably connected with the grasping propensities of the class in days gone by. companion thoroughly informed and extremely passenger of two days' acquaintance with real communicative-so that the detention proved a regret, and as the kindly Leben sie wohl came very pleasant experience. from his lips, I could not help thinking how much Linz has long enjoyed an enviable distinction pleasanter it was to meet with such people than in Austria for the beauty of its women, although with those porcupines of propriety, whom no conwe did not have the good fortune to see any of currence of circumstances could induce for one its feminine inhabitants who were endowed with moment to address a single remark to a stranger. greater charms than those of other towns of its In this case, an Austrian gentleman had encounsize. The population is 25,000, but there are no tered three Americans, they had mutually conevidences of its increasing importance to be seen tributed to each other's enjoyment of an excurin the streets which are narrow, meanly-built and sion they were taking in company, they had disdirty. There is an old castle still standing, in cussed in perfect good temper the social and powhich Prince Rupert was a prisoner, and where litical contrasts presented by their two countries, he fell in love with the jailer's daughter, who was drank together a bottle of wine, "done" an Ausone of those beautiful creatures from whom Linz trian town, and now parted with better feelings, derived its reputation for female loveliness, and a perhaps, for Austria and the United States resgreat Market Place, where the stranger will see pectively than they had previously entertained. the oddest collection of red and blue cotton um- An Englishman, under similar circumstances, brellas in the world. Linz is remarkable for its would have thrown out his quills, repelling any. system of fortifications, as yet untried and consid- thing like an advance from anybody, consulted ered by many competent engineers to be altogeth-Murray concerning the ruin and looked at it er worthless. They consist of thirty-two isolated through a pocket-glass, taken his bottle of port forts surrounding the town and connected with or beer in glum dignity by himself, and finally each other by a covered way. These forts are ex-gone on his way, leaving behind him a very deceedingly strong and mount heavy artillery, but, cided, though perhaps erroneous, impression, on it is thought, would present no adequate resist- the part of his fellow-travellers, of the selfishness ance to an army of invasion `descending the Da- and hauteur of John Bull. nube. Should Austria take part with Russia in the pending controversy with the Allies, it is not improbable that an Anglo-French army on its way to Vienna would test the strength and value of these works. On the top of a hill two miles from Linz, and directly in the line of the fortifi-ready booked for seats in the eilwagen to Munich. cations, there stands a Jesuit's College, and attached to it is a pretty little Byzantine Church, from the door of which there is a noble view of the town and the river lying between high ridges, with lofty blue mountains stretching away in the distant horizon. But the hour for our own departure now rapidly approached, and we betook ourselves to the of fice of the Post in the Landstrasse, just opposite to the hotel of the Golden Cannon, having al This vehicle, answering to the diligence or stagecoach, has been denominated in Austria, eilwagen, or fast carriage, by the use of the same deliin the name schnell-post, and is so far from being cate irony that has been manifested on the Rhine a rapid means of travel, that even the old pun. ning translation of snail-post loses all significance locomotive powers of the snail to compare his when applied to it. It is an imputation on the As our companion was to leave Linz a half hour in advance of us, we had little time to linger upon the hill, and so we rattled back to the town and escorted him to the station house of a tram-progress with that of the eilwagen. And the teway railroad upon which some dilapidated cars, drawn by horses, furnished travellers with a mode of conveyance to the beautiful region of the Salzkammergut, the German Arcady, where, very much to our regret, time did not permit us to go. Our friend said it was Himmel and entreated us to accompany him, but, as we could not, he bade us farewell, presenting each of us with his card, which, designating his residence as "3845 Wien,"* would enable us to find him easily, he said, should we ever visit Vienna again. I confess I took leave of our accidental fellow * In Germany and the South of Europe, the streets are not numbered individually as with us, but the whole city is numbered in gross, so that ascertaining where a man lives from his number is, by no means, so easy as our friend represented it. VOL. XXI.-80 dious rate at which it moves is all the more wea risome to the passenger from the absurd air of consequence that belongs to the whole machinery of the Messagerie. The eilwagen itself is of a flaring yellow, blue or vermilion colour, and is magnificently emblazoned with the Imperial arms, the double-headed eagle reappearing, somewhat the worse for wear, on the confines of the territotory, while the conducteur, habited in a miraculous uniform garnished, or rather tarnished, with silver lace, walks about as if the importance of the House of Hapsburg for many centuries were concentrated in his person. And then the postilion! What cheering suggestions of ten miles an hour are conveyed in his deceitful smile and the treacherous crack of his whip! Referring to that charming individual my pen breaks into a jog trot of rhyme for which the reader's kind in- | hundred and fifty miles to endure for a period of dulgence is invoked What a brave looking fellow comes walking this way- As fine as an African Prince : See, the boys all retire when his Brightness appears, (As the populace do in the streets of Algiers, Backing out, like the stars, when the Dey interferes) 'Tis the splendid Postilion of Linz. With his pipe in his mouth and his whip in his hand, His coat is of scarlet-his breeches of blue- And a hole in the arm where the elbow peeps through But philosophy quietly laughs in its sleeve While his hat and his boots show of leather a sightLike the "leathery postilion" that "comes from the height," Yet no traces of leather, as true as I write, Does the old fashioned harness evince 'Tis a rope, d'ye se, that attaches the team To a(c)cord with the coach, which would certainly seem Yet let us not wickedly seek to deride Before I first saw him, or since, Let us hope that his beery existence may tend, more than thirty hours. No wonder R-bestowed the heartiest of English maledictions on Monsieur le Conducteur; no wonder he felt an intense desire to punch that obnoxious person on the head, and afterwards, when pursuing some lonely mule-path over Alpine precipices, longed to have him at hand that he might push him over, in a quiet way, to the bottom. The journey by eilwagen to Munich was a very tedious one, varied by few incidents of an interesting sort, and I feel an inclination to go over it hastily on paper as a compensation for the toilsome, weary time we had of it on the road. After leaving Linz, we followed the banks of the Danube for a considerable distance under the shadow of a lofty range of hills on the left, then striking across the country, we arrived about midnight at Scharding, where we crossed the Austrian frontier on a fine bridge over the turbulent river Inn, with the moon directly above our heads in unclouded majesty. I recollect being rudely awakened from a reverie of moonlit skies in a distant land, by the custom-house officers of Bavaria who searched our trunks and examined our passports, and then I remember nothing more, till looking out of the coach-window in the morning, my eye rested lovingly on the long line of the Styrian Alps, the first snow-covered mountains I had ever seen, which lay in rosy distinctness far away across the undulating country, with the sunlight on their tops. All that day were these mountains in view, rejoicing the vision, as it turned gratefully from the dusty highway to repose upon their remote and serene beauty. As the morning wore on, we rattled over the stones of the little town of Altotting, famous as a place of pilgri mage for Catholic devotees, many thousands of whom resort thither annually to pay their vows to the Black Virgin. As we breakfasted at this place, I employed the time when the servants were preparing the table, in visiting the Church wherein the the Black Virgin is enshrined. It is a small building, the exterior of which is literally covered with votive paintings representing various miracles supposed to have been performed by our Lady of Altotting. From the number and variety of these pictures, she must be one of the most industrious of all miracle-workers. In one picture she had stopped a pair of runaway horses, But if my rhymes, permitted to take their own course and tempered by agreeable recollections of his good humor, thus run into kindly commemoration of the Postilion, justice, alike to the truth and to the wrongs of my excellent friend Bob, demands that the conducteur should be treated differently. That despotic officer, in his disposition of the passengers, behaved in a manner that justly provoked our displeasure, for in another she had extinguished a fire in a threehaving sent two of us off in the first coach, containing seats for four, with two Austrians, whose appearance was anything but prepossessing, he detained R for the second, in which that indignant young gentleman was finally packed away with three individuals, with whom he could not exchange one word by reason of wanting a common language, and this for a distance of one story mansion, a third showed the arrest of an avalanche, while innumerable marine views, rather inferior in execution to Joseph Vernet's, were devoted to exhibiting her benevolent interference in cases of shipwreck. Neptune's temple could not have displayed so many. The interior of the church disclosed the shrine where the sable Virgin stands holding in her arms a black child, both been imposed upon, R mingling with his complaints against the poet, the expression of his sincere regret that he could not signalize the field of Hohenlinden by a duel with the conducteur in which thirty-two pounders should be the mildest weapons he would consent to employ. figures being profusely covered with jewels. The repetition of the lines, upon the spot comAround the chapel might be seen a sort of ana- memorated by them, did not, therefore, have half tomical musuem consisting of models of limbs as much effect as we had expected, and we went upon which Our Lady of Altotting had performed back to the eilwagen with the feeling of having cures. Altogether the impression made upon me by this Bavarian Loretto was far from being agreeable and I was glad to leave it behind me. About three o'clock in the afternoon, the eilwagen stopped at a little village for a change of horses, when the conducteur opened the door, and asked if we would like to descend, remarking The end of our tedious journey, however, was at the same time that we had arrived at Hohen- near at hand, and, two hours afterwards, we saw, linden. "Is the battle-field near by?" we in- from the summit of a hill twelve miles off, the quired." "Within two minutes' walk," said he. towers of Munich with the glittering Alps behind So we got out and strolled over the classic ground them, and now, as the road was a continuous dewhere Mr. Thomas Campbell, occupying a front scent to the city, we went at a better pace, enterseat in a neighboring wind-mill, saw the white-ing the barrier just as they were lighting the gascoated battalions of the Archduke John give way lamps in the streets of the Bavarian capital. before the terrible onset of the French. That spirited poet has been guilty of a great geographical swindle in causing the Iser to roll darkly and rapidly by the scene of the combat, whereas this rather insignificant stream is some twenty miles distant and could not by any possibility have been rendered bloody by the slaughter of the day. *That we were annoyed, in no small degree, by the unjustifiable exercise of the poetic license in the poem of “Hohenlinden," will appear from the shocking manner in which a member of the party revenged himself in the following parody On Linden when the sun was low- To Munich with the passengers. The field from its propriety. By coachman's trumpet loudly played But far less speed we yet shall know To Munich with the passengers. The team was changed by Linden's mob, The highway lengthens. On we crawl Ah! when at last we there shall meet, A jolly dinner we shall eat, Shall tell of vanished Burgundy! SOME ODD ADVERTISEMENTS. The last number of the London Quarterly Review, for which we are indebted to Mr. James Woodhouse, the Richmond Agent, contains a pleasant article on advertisements from which our readers will thank us for making the following extracts.-[Ed. Messenger. * * 66 Of the The papers are full of minor pitfalls, into which the unwary are continually falling, sometimes with their eyes wide open. latter class are the matrimonial advertisements; here is a specimen of one of the most artful of its kind we ever remember to have seen: TO GIRLS OF FORTUNE-MATRIMONY. -A bachelor, young, amiable, handsome, and of good family, and accustomed to move in the highest sphere of society, is embarrassed in his circumstances. Marriage is his only hope of extrication. This advertisement is inserted by one of his friends. Ingratitude was never one of his faults, and he will study for the remainder of his life, to prove his estimation of the confidence placed in him.-Address, post-paid, L. L. H. L, 47 King street, Soho. N. B.-The witticisms cockney scribblers deprecated. "The air of candor and the taking portrait of the handsome bachelor, whose very poverty is converted into a charm, is cleverly assumed. An announcement of a much less flattering kind, but probably of a more genuine and honorable nature, was published in Blackwood some time ago, which we append, as, like Landseer's Dog pictures, the two form a capital pair illustrative of high and low life: I, John Hobnall, am at this writing five and for- only, as desire to possess this distinguished rank ty, a widower, and in want of a wife. As I wish for the inconsiderable sum of 10001. Coventno one to be mistaken, I have a good cottage with garden Market.-Times, 1841. a couple of acres of land, for which I pay £2 a POSTAGE STAMPS.-A young lady being year. I have five children, four of them old desirous of covering her dressing-room with canenough to be in employment, three sides of ba-celled POSTAGE STAMPS, has been so far encouraged con, and some pigs ready for market. I should in her wish by private friends as to have succeedlike to have a woman fit to take care of her house ed in collecting 16,000! these, however, being inwhen I am out. I want no second family. She sufficient, she will be greatly obliged if any goodmay be between 40 and 50 if she likes. A good natured persons who have these (otherwise usesterling woman would be preferred, who would less) little articles at their disposal would assist take care of the pigs. in the whimsical project. Address to E. D., Mr. Butt's glover, Leadenhall Street, or Mr. Marshall's jeweller, Hackney.-Times, 1841. TO THE THEATRICAL PROFESSION.— WANTED, for a Summer Theatre and Circuit, a Leading Lady, Singing Chambermaid, First Low Comedian, Heavy man, Walking Gentleman, and one or two Gentlemen for Utility. To open July 9th. Address (enclosing Stamp for reply) to Mr. J. Windsor, Theatre Royal, Preston, Lancanshire.Era, July 1, 1855. WANTED a Man and his Wife to look after a Horse and Dairy with a religious turn of mind without any incumbrance. DO YOU WANT A SERVANT?--Necessity prompts the question. The advertiser OFFERS his SERVICES to any lady or gentleman, company, or others, in want of a truly faithful, confidential "The variety is perhaps as astonishing as the servant in any capacity not menial, where a prac- number of advertisements in the Times. Like tical knowledge of human nature, in various parts the trunk of an elephant, no matter seems too of the world, would be available. Could under- minute or gigantic, too ludicrous or too sad, to be take any affair of small or great importance, lifted into notoriety by the giant of Printing-house where talent, inviolable secresy, or good address would be necessary. Has moved in the best and Square. The partition of a thin rule suffices to worst societies without being contaminated by separate a call for the loan of millions from the either; has never been a servant; begs to recom- sad weak cry of the destitute gentlewoman to be mend himself as one who knows his place; is allowed to slave in a nursery for the sake of a moral, temperate, middle-aged; no objection to home.' Vehement love sends its voice imploany part of the world. Could advise any capitatalist wishing to increase his income, and have ringly through the world after a graceless boy, the control of his own money. Could act as sec- side by side with the announcement of the landretary or valet to any lady or gentleman. Can ing of a cargo of lively turtle, or the card of a give advice or hold his tongue, sing, dance, play, bug-killer. The poor lady who advertises for fence, box, or preach a sermon, tell a story, be boarders merely for the sake of society' finds her grave or gay, ridiculous or sublime, or do any want' cheek-by jowl with some Muggletonian thing from the curling of a peruke to the storming of a citadel, but never to excel his master. announcement gratuitously calculated to break Address A. B. C., 7 Little St. Andrew Street, Lei- up society altogether, to the effect that the world cester Square.-Times, 1850. will come to an end by the middle of the next TO P. Q.-HOW IS YOUR MOTHER?-I month. Or the reader is informed that for twelve shan't inquire further, and must decline entering postage stamps he may learn How to obtain a upon the collateral branches of the family.- certain fortune,' exactly opposite an offer of a Times, 1842. bonus of five hundred pounds sterling, to any one TO WIDOWERS AND SINGLE GENTLE- who will obtain for the advertiser a Government MEN. WANTED, by a lady, a SITUATION to super-situation.' The Times reflects every want and intend the household and preside at table. She is agreeable, becoming, careful, desirable, Eng- appeals to every motive which affects our compolish, facetious, generous, honest, industrious, ju- site society. And why does it do this? Because dicious, keen, lively, merry, natty, obedient, phil- of its ubiquity; go where you will, there, like osophic, quiet, regular, sociable, tasteful, useful, the horse-fly or the sparrow, we find it. The porvivacious, womanish, xantippish, youthful, zeal- ter reads it in his bee-hive chair, the master in ous, &c. Address X. Y. Z., Simmond's library, Edgeware-road.-Times. his library; Green, we have no doubt, takes it with him to the clouds in his balloon, and the THE TITLE OF AN ANCIENT BARON.- collier reads it in the depths of the mine: the Mr. George Robins is empowered to SELL the TITLE and DIGNITY of a BARON. The origin of the workman at his bench, the lodger in his two-pair family, its ancient descent, and illustrious ances- back, the gold-digger in his hole, and the soldier try, will be fully developed to those, and such in the trench, pores over its broad pages.” |