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approach to their hotel on Unter den Linden was as unimpressive as the
ignoble avenue itself。  It was a moist; cold evening; and the mean;
tiresome street; slopped and splashed under its two rows of small trees;
to which the thinning leaves clung like wet rags; between long lines of
shops and hotels which had neither the grace of Paris nor the grandiosity
of New York。  March quoted in bitter derision:

         〃Bees; bees; was it your hydromel;
          Under the Lindens?〃

and his wife said that if Commonwealth Avenue in Boston could be imagined
with its trees and without their beauty; flanked by the architecture of
Sixth Avenue; with dashes of the west side of Union Square; that would be
the famous Unter den Linden; where she had so resolutely decided that
they would stay while in Berlin。

They had agreed upon the hotel; and neither could blame the other because
it proved second…rate in everything but its charges。  They ate a poorish
table d'hote dinner in such low spirits that March had no heart to get a
rise from his wife by calling her notice to the mouse which fed upon the
crumbs about their feet while they dined。  Their English…speaking waiter
said that it was a very warm evening; and they never knew whether this
was because he was a humorist; or because he was lonely and wished to
talk; or because it really was a warm evening; for Berlin。  When they had
finished; they went out and drove about the greater part of the evening
looking for another hotel; whose first requisite should be that it was
not on Unter den Linden。  What mainly determined Mrs。 March in favor of
the large; handsome; impersonal place they fixed upon was the fact that
it was equipped for steam…heating; what determined March was the fact
that it had a passenger…office where when he wished to leave; he could
buy his railroad tickets and have his baggage checked without the
maddening anxiety; of doing it at the station。  But it was precisely in
these points that the hotel which admirably fulfilled its other functions
fell short。  The weather made a succession of efforts throughout their
stay to clear up cold; it merely grew colder without clearing up; but
this seemed to offer no suggestion of steam for heating their bleak
apartment and the chilly corridors to the management。  With the help of a
large lamp which they kept burning night and day they got the temperature
of their rooms up to sixty; there was neither stove nor fireplace; the
cold electric bulbs diffused a frosty glare; and in the vast; stately
dining…room with its vaulted roof; there was nothing to warm them but
their plates; and the handles of their knives and forks; which; by a
mysterious inspiration; were always hot。  When they were ready to go;
March experienced from the apathy of the baggage clerk and the reluctance
of the porters a more piercing distress than any he had known at the
railroad stations; and one luckless valise which he ordered sent after
him by express reached his bankers in Paris a fortnight overdue; with an
accumulation of charges upon it outvaluing the books which it contained。

But these were minor defects in an establishment which had many merits;
and was mainly of the temperament and intention of the large English
railroad hotels。  They looked from their windows down into a gardened
square; peopled with a full share of the superabounding statues of Berlin
and frequented by babies and nurse maids who seemed not to mind the cold
any more than the stone kings and generals。  The aspect of this square;
like the excellent cooking of the hotel and the architecture of the
imperial capital; suggested the superior civilization of Paris。  Even the
rows of gray houses and private palaces of Berlin are in the French
taste; which is the only taste there is in Berlin。  The suggestion of
Paris is constant; but it is of Paris in exile; and without the chic
which the city wears in its native air。  The crowd lacks this as much as
the architecture and the sculpture; there is no distinction among the men
except for now and then a military figure; and among the women no style
such as relieves the commonplace rash of the New York streets。  The
Berliners are plain and ill dressed; both men and women; and even the
little children are plain。  Every one is ill dressed; but no one is
ragged; and among the undersized homely folk of the lower classes there
is no such poverty…stricken shabbiness as shocks and insults the sight in
New York。  That which distinctly recalls our metropolis is the lofty
passage of the elevated trains intersecting the prospectives of many
streets; but in Berlin the elevated road is carried on massive brick
archways and not lifted upon gay; crazy iron ladders like ours。

When you look away from this; and regard Berlin on its aesthetic; side
you are again in that banished Paris; whose captive art…soul is made to
serve; so far as it may be enslaved to such an effect; in the celebration
of the German triumph over France。  Berlin has never the presence of a
great capital; however; in spite of its perpetual monumental insistence。
There is no streaming movement in broad vistas; the dull looking
population moves sluggishly; there is no show of fine equipages。  The
prevailing tone of the city and the sky is gray; but under the cloudy
heaven there is no responsive Gothic solemnity in the architecture。
There are hints of the older German cities in some of the remote and
observe streets; but otherwise all is as new as Boston; which in fact the
actual Berlin hardly antedates。

There are easily more statues in Berlin than in any other city in the
world; but they only unite in failing to give Berlin an artistic air。
They stand in long rows on the cornices; they crowd the pediments; they
poise on one leg above domes and arches; they shelter themselves in
niches; they ride about on horseback; they sit or lounge on street
corners or in garden walks; all with a mediocrity in the older sort which
fails of any impression。  If they were only furiously baroque they would
be something; and it may be from a sense of this that there is a self…
assertion in the recent sculptures; which are always patriotic; more
noisy and bragging than anything else in perennial brass。  This offensive
art is the modern Prussian avatar of the old German romantic spirit; and
bears the same relation to it that modern romanticism in literature bears
to romance。  It finds its apotheosis in the monument to Kaiser Wilhelm
I。; a vast incoherent group of swelling and swaggering bronze;
commemorating the victory of the first Prussian Emperor in the war with
the last French Emperor; and avenging the vanquished upon the victors by
its ugliness。  The ungainly and irrelevant assemblage of men and animals
backs away from the imperial palace; and saves itself too soon from
plunging over the border of a canal behind it; not far from Rauch's great
statue of the great Frederic。  To come to it from the simplicity and
quiet of that noble work is like passing from some exquisite masterpiece
of naturalistic acting to the rant and uproar of melodrama; and the
Marches stood stunned and bewildered by its wild explosions。

When they could escape they found themselves so convenient to the
imperial palace that they judged best to discharge at once the obligation
to visit it which must otherwise weigh upon them。  They entered the court
without opposition from the sentinel; and joined other strangers
straggling instinctively toward a waiting…room in one corner of the
building; where after they had increased to some thirty; a custodian took
charge of them; and led them up a series of inclined plains of brick to
the state apartments。  In the antechamber they found a provision of
immense felt over…shoes which they were expected to put on for their
passage over the waxed marquetry of the halls。  These roomy slippers were
designed for the accommodation of the native boots; and upon the mixed
company of foreigners the effect was in the last degree humiliating。  The
women's skirts some what hid their disgrace; but the men were openly put
to shame; and they shuffled forward with their bodies at a convenient
incline like a company of sno

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