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 on the walls to be stared at。  I might have selected rooms; say on the court which looks on the exquisite bronze fountain; Perseus with the head of Medusa; a copy of the one in Florence by Benvenuto Cellini; where we could have a southern exposure。  Or we might; so it would seem; have had rooms by the winter garden; where tropical plants rejoice in perennial summer; and blossom and bear fruit; while a northern winter rages without。  Yet the king did not see it 〃by those lamps;〃 and I looked in vain on the gates of the Residenz for the notice so frequently seen on other houses; of apartments to let。  And yet we had responses。  The day after the announcement appeared; our bell ran perpetually; and we had as many letters as if we had advertised for wives innumerable。  The German notes poured in upon us in a flood; each one of them containing an offer tempting enough to beguile an angel out of paradise; at least; according to our translation: they proffered us chambers that were positively overheated by the flaming sun (which; I can take my oath; only ventures a few feet above the horizon at this season); which were friendly in appearance; splendidly furnished and near to every desirable thing; and in which; usually; some American family had long resided; and experienced a content and happiness not to be felt out of Germany。

I spent some days in calling upon the worthy frauen who made these alluring offers。  The visits were full of profit to the student of human nature; but profitless otherwise。  I was ushered into low; dark chambers; small and dreary; looking towards the sunless north; which I was assured were delightful and even elegant。  I was taken up to the top of tall houses; through a smell of cabbage that was appalling; to find empty and dreary rooms; from which I fled in fright。  We were visited by so many people who had chambers to rent; that we were impressed with the idea that all Munich was to let; and yet; when we visited the places offered; we found they were only to be let alone。  One of the frauen who did us the honor to call; also wrote a note; and inclosed a letter that she had just received from an American gentleman (I make no secret of it that he came from Hartford); in which were many kindly expressions for her welfare; and thanks for the aid he had received in his study of German; and yet I think her chambers are the most uninviting in the entire city。  There were people who were willing to teach us German; without rooms or board; or to lodge us without giving us German or food; or to feed us; and let us starve intellectually; and lodge where we could。

But all things have an end; and so did our hunt for lodgings。  I chanced one day in my walk to find; with no help from the advertisement; very nearly what we desired;cheerful rooms in a pleasant neighborhood; where the sun comes when it comes out at all; and opposite the Glass Palace; through which the sun streams in the afternoon with a certain splendor; and almost next door to the residence and laboratory of the famous chemist; Professor Liebig; so that we can have our feelings analyzed whenever it is desirable。 When we had set up our household gods; and a fire was kindled in the tall white porcelain family monument; which is called here a stove; and which; by the way; is much more agreeable than your hideous black and air…scorching cast…iron stoves;and seen that the feather…beds under which we were expected to lie were thick enough to roast the half of the body; and short enough to let the other half freeze; we determined to try for a season the regular German cookery; our table heretofore having been served with food cooked in the English style with only a slight German flavor。  A week of the experiment was quite enough。  I do not mean to say that the viands served us were not good; only that we could not make up our minds to eat them。  The Germans eat a great deal of meat; and we were obliged to take meat when we preferred vegetables。  Now; when a deep dish is set before you wherein are chunks of pork reposing on stewed potatoes; and another wherein a fathomless depth of sauerkraut supports coils of boiled sausage; which; considering that you are a mortal and responsible being; and have a stomach; will you choose?  Herein Munich; nearly all the bread is filled with anise or caraway seed; it is possible to get; however; the best wheat bread we have eaten in Europe; and we usually have it; but one must maintain a constant vigilance against the inroads of the fragrant seeds。  Imagine; then; our despair; when one day the potato; the one vegetable we had always eaten with perfect confidence; appeared stewed with caraway seeds。 This was too much for American human nature; constituted as it is。 Yet the dish that finally sent us back to our ordinary and excellent way of living is one for which I have no name。  It may have been compounded at different times; have been the result of many tastes or distastes: but there was; after all; a unity in it that marked it as the composition of one master artist; there was an unspeakable harmony in all its flavors and apparently ununitable substances。  It looked like a terrapin soup; but it was not。  Every dive of the spoon into its dark liquid brought up a different object;a junk of unmistakable pork; meat of the color of roast hare; what seemed to be the neck of a goose; something in strings that resembled the rags of a silk dress; shreds of cabbage; and what I am quite willing to take my oath was a bit of Astrachan fur。  If Professor Liebig wishes to add to his reputation; he could do so by analyzing this dish; and publishing the result to the world。

And; while we are speaking of eating; it may be inferred that the Germans are good eaters; and although they do not begin early; seldom taking much more than a cup of coffee before noon; they make it up by very substantial dinners and suppers。  To say nothing of the extraordinary dishes of meats which the restaurants serve at night; the black bread and odorous cheese and beer which the men take on board in the course of an evening would soon wear out a cast…iron stomach in America; and yet I ought to remember the deadly pie and the corroding whisky of my native land。  The restaurant life of the people is; of course; different from their home life; and perhaps an evening entertainment here is no more formidable than one in America; but it is different。  Let me give you the outlines of a supper to which we were invited the other night: it certainly cannot hurt you to read about it。  We sat down at eight。  There were first courses of three sorts of cold meat; accompanied with two sorts of salad; the one; a composite; with a potato basis; of all imaginable things that are eaten。  Beer and bread were unlimited。  There was then roast hare; with some supporting dish; followed by jellies of various sorts; and ornamented plates of something that seemed unable to decide whether it would be jelly or cream; and then came assorted cake and the white wine of the Rhine and the red of Hungary。  We were then surprised with a dish of fried eels; with a sauce。  Then came cheese; and; to crown all; enormous; triumphal…looking loaves of cake; works of art in appearance; and delicious to the taste。  We sat at the table till twelve o'clock; but you must not imagine that everybody sat still all the time; or that; appearances to the contrary notwithstanding; the principal object of the entertainment was eating。  The songs that were sung in Hungarian as well as German; the poems that were recited; the burlesques of actors and acting; the imitations that were inimitable; the take…off of table…tipping and of prominent musicians; the wit and constant flow of fun; as constant as the good…humor and free hospitality; the unconstrained ease of the whole evening; these things made the real supper which one remembers when the grosser meal has vanished; as all substantial things do vanish。




CHRISTMAS TIME…MUSIC

For a month Munich has been preparing for Christmas。  The shop windows have had a holiday look all December。  I see one every day in which are displayed all the varieties of fruits; vegetables; and confectionery possible to be desired for a feast; done in wax;a most dismal exhibition; and ca

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