ZigZag Journeys in Northern Lands;

erman Government.-The Story of the Heart of Ston

r. Beal with an account of Constance, and of

ne. It passed over and through dark and awful chasms, that the river, a

ouds to its first great reservoir, the Lake of Constance, it passes through one of the wildest and most pictur

lled by snow-capped mountains, whose tops seem like islands in the blue lakes of the skies. Quaint towns are nestled among the groves of the shore; tower

ntains, gloomy shadows in the groves; a deep cerulean sky above, that the sunlight fills like a golden

IN THE

ted here. Here a long line of German kings left the associations of great festivities; here those kings passed their Christmases and Easters. Here con

nce, in 1414. It was a time of spiritual dearth in the world. Arrogance governed the Church, and immorality flo

ch. The town for four years became the centre of European histor

the North and the South, the East and the West. There were splendid fêtes;

the three rival popes to relinquish their claims to a fourth; but i

th. Debauchery was suppressed, gambling was prohibited, the licentious factions of the times were there publicly destroyed. He arraigned Rome for her sins. The Roman party turned against him and accused him of heresy, the punishment of which was death. He declared his innocence, and desired to test

haunted us. Constance has b

ttire. He had been invited to the Council by the Emperor Sigismund, who promised to protect his person and his life. He was a Boh

ch assembled in an old hall, which is still sho

read and disseminated

N H

e the English reformer as o

could wish my soul were

ronounced t

ep his word to heretics, and that his promise to pr

of his priestly robes, and the cup of the sa

of it this day in the ki

he devils in hell,' was t

en, to a meadow without the gates. Here he was bu

John Huss, the Savo

water is one of the most beautiful that can meet the eye. It seems more lik

d with rugg

ake Consta

ains, and wears a chain of cas

can be made at almost any time of the day. One can visit in this way five di

he gains of civilization from martyrdoms for principle and progress.

D THE GERMA

king it the leading nation of Europe. As a man, he seems hard-headed, self-willed, and iron-handed. As a ruler,

t consider that so long as that policy is threatened from within and without, the Chancellor must

k of grafting a statesman's policy into the life of a nation requires

h possessing,-his moral convictions. Strange as it may seem to those who know only the Chanc

ok, "Bismarck in the Franco-German War," narrates incidents a

rtook of the Lord's Supper. The solemn rite was celebrated in his ow

MAR

fter the chief had left it, found everything in disorder. On the floor was a book of devotion, "Daily Watchwords and Tex

ry night," said Bismarck's valet

arck turned the conversation into a serious vein. A secretary had spoken of the

who submits to be shot dead on his post, alone, in the dark, is due to what is left of belief i

ncy," asked a secretary, "tha

an instinct. If they reflect they lose

what is good, in a Supreme Judge, and in a future life, men can live together harmo

rsation, and the Chancellor th

remain for an hour at my post. If I could not count upo

had not the feeling that I must do my duty for God's sake? If I did not believe in a Divine order, which has destined this German

re this revelation of their chief's inner life. He cont

ided faith. Take from me this faith, and you take from me my fatherland. If I were not a believing C

urse of the conversation. "Take from me my relation to God, and I am the man

y nor biography is so full of instances of statesmen confessing their faith in God and in Christianity, at a dinner-table

nowledgment that his religion was the basis of his statesmanship. "I

d to secure the unity of the German empire. Each has sought to disarm, on the one hand, that branch of the Catholic party who give their allegiance to Rome rather than the government, the so-called Ultramontanes; and t

ible to be given here. Among them were "The Painter" and "The Elementary Spirit." In intro

FF

ociated with the Prussian-Polish provinces, where he seems to have

tiful in nature and art, but the exhilaration of the wine-cup was to him

ect. He mingled with the depraved, and carried the consciousness

dly drunk, but warmed with wine, which made him madly eloquent. There, in full tide of witty discourse, or, if silent, his haw

s excited fancy everything around him had a spectral look. The s

onclusion. He was struck with a most st

feet, then his arms and legs, then his who

presence that death was not the worst o

life,-on any con

gay world which had already beco

his wife to fold his useless hands on his breast, and, lookin

cian, and as a poet in the thoughtless society o

bject which should have claimed the

he world. The demons had done their

ho after him, and, like his own

th an aim, and left an impressive lesson on the minds of all. If it be som

ART OF

ysterious recesses, the lonely ways, the beautiful glens, all tend to suggest the legends that are associated with every mountain, valley, and town. The

designed for the theological profession, and entered the University of Tübingen in 1820. He had a taste for

ara Munk. She had a boy, sixteen years old, named Peter, who was put t

s Peter sat at his stack, with the dark trees around him,

"leads a wretched life. How much more respected are t

ten a yard long. There were three of these timber-dealers that he particularly admired. One of them, called "Fat Hesekiel," seemed like a mint of gold, so freel

ne, when sitting alone in the pine forests. The Black Foresters were people rich in generous character and rig

that I were as much regarded as rich Hesekiel or powerful Schlurker, or

ho sought them to riches and honor. One was Glassmanikin, a good little dwarf; and the

repeat it alone in the forest, would cause the benevolent dwar

arder, 'mid th

ny a century

ands where rise

was but a poor poet, he was unable to make

ne, but they only knew as much as he, else many of them

to repeat, over and over, the magic lines, hoping

arder, 'mid th

ny a century

regions of t

le fellow peep around the trunk of a tree; but, as the fou

that he were a poet! He consulted the oldest wood-cu

g along, a gigantic man, with a pole as big as a mast over his shoulder, appeared from behind the pine-trees

t doest thou her

d on business," said Pet

pity you. You want money. Accept my conditions, and I

gs with you: I am afraid of your cond

began

c circle in the forest that he could not pass, a

hought he had the clew to the charm. The good dwarf, Gl

mself at last under a huge pine. He stopped there to rest, when suddenly a perfec

arder, 'mid th

ny a century

regions of t

rn on Sabbath-d

wore a black jerkin, red stockings, and a peaked hat. His face had a k

uld be sorry to think that the love of

ld like a better trade. It is a low thing to be a cha

f, however, the last wish is a foolish one, I cannot grant it. P

better than the

ne

have as much money in my

despicable things to wish for! To dance well, an

n the finest glass f

ed for wisdom. Wealth is useless without wisdo

e young. He began to gamble at the ale-houses, and was able to produce as much money as Fat Hesekiel himself. People wondered. He next ord

at last, when the money in the pockets of Fat Hesekiel, for some reason, was l

ND THE

again into the deep forest, and

e will not help me," he

onduct in not having better deserved

tchman! Michael

the giant raftsma

"Go with me to my house, and I will sh

steep rocks, and down into an aby

, placing his hands over the young man's heart. "L

rt?" said Peter;

follo

uid. In them were the hearts of many who had become rich. Among t

e, the hearts of these rich men. I have replaced them by hear

SED THE KING

ust feel very cold

feeling, with poverty? Give me yo

," said

m the stupor his heart seemed cold. He put his hand on his breast: t

ied no one's misfortunes. Beauty was nothing. He cared not for rel

d to him. Sentiment was dead within him. He lied, he c

became we

AND TH

es," he said, "to feel on

to the woods and con

the old p

arder, 'mid th

ny a century

regions of t

rn on Sabbath-d

again, as before. He met

woulds

ldst give me a

m not Michael

longer with thi

you back your heart, under some pretext, and when he demands it

nd hurried into the de

tchman! Michael

ant ap

ow, Pet

eart. Give me another. Yo

closet, and

e jar. It began to beat. Peter felt joy again. How happy he was! A heart, even with pover

it now," sa

oss. The gnome shrank awa

His heart was beating. He became a