only by these avenues, and all around Leipzig passes
another very wide one, also bordered with lindens. The ramparts are
very old--such as we see at Saint Hippolyte, on the upper
Rhine,--crumbling, grass-grown walls; at least such they are if the
Germans have not repaired them since 1813.

XVI

How much were we to learn that day! At the hospital no one troubled
himself about anything: when every morning you see fifty wounded come
in, and when every evening you see as many depart upon the bier, you
have the world before you in a narrow compass, and you think--

"After us comes the end of the universe!"

But without, these ideas change. When I caught the first glimpse of
the street of Halle,--that old city with its shops, its gateways filled
with merchandise, its old peaked roofs, its heavy wagons laden with
bales, in a word, all its busy commercial life,--I was struck with
wonder; I had never seen anything like it, and I said to myself:

"This is indeed a mercantile city, such as they talk of--full of
industrious people trying to make a living, or competence, or wealth;
where every one seeks to rise, not to the injury of others, but by
working--contriving night and day how to make his family prosperous; so
that all profit by inventions and discoveries. Here is the happiness
of peace in the midst of a fearful war!"

But the poor wounded, wandering about with their arms in slings, or
perhaps dragging a leg after them as they limped on crutches, were sad
sights to see.

I walked dreamily through the streets, led by Zimmer, who recognized
every corner, and kept repeating:

"There--there is the church of Saint Nicholas; that large building is
the university: that on yonder is the _Hotel de Ville_."

He seemed to remember every stone, having been there in 1807, before
the battle of Friedland, and continued:

"We are the same here as if we were in Metz, or Strasbourg, or any
other city in France. The people wish us well. After the campaign of
1806, they used to do all they could for us. The citizens would take
three or four of us at a time to dinner with them. They even gave us
balls and called us the heroes of Jena. Go where we would they
everywhere received us as benefactors of the country. We named their
elector King of Saxony, and gave him a good slice of Poland."

Suddenly he stopped before a little, low door and cried:

"Hold! Here is the Golden Sheep Brewery. The front is on the other
st