STREETS, PARKS, CEMETERIES, AND PUBLIC BUILDINGS.
For a hundred years the picturesque
Brandenburg Gate has guarded the entrance to Unter
den Linden from the Thiergarten. It is a monument
of the reversion of royal taste from the devotion
to French style, which characterized Frederick the
Great, to the purely classical. It is nearly
two hundred feet in width, its five openings being
guarded by six massive Doric columns about forty-five
feet in height. To foot-passengers, riders, and
ordinary vehicles the two outer spaces on each side
are devoted respectively, while the wide central passage
is traversed only by the royal carriages. The
celebrated quadriga with the figure of Victory, on
the entablature, was first placed with the face toward
the Park. When the First Napoleon robbed Berlin,
along with other cities, for the adornment of Paris,
he carried off this masterpiece in bronze and set
it up in the Place du Carrousel under the shadow of
the Tuileries. Upon Napoleon’s downfall
in 1814, this group was restored to its original place,
but was set facing the Unter den Linden, making of
the Brandenburger Thor a triumphal arch marking the
victory of Prussia in the long contest.
The famous Unter den Linden, nearly
two hundred feet wide and three fourths of a mile
in length, with a double line of lime-trees enclosing
an area of greensward along the centre, would be accounted
anywhere a handsome street, with the palaces of the
Pariser Platz at one end, the Imperial palaces, the
Arsenal, the Academy, and the University at the other,
and brilliant shop-windows lining both sides of the
whole length, while the Brandenburg Gate and the great
equestrian statue of Frederick the Great at either
extremity close the fine vista. Leaving out of
view, however, these two noble features which mark
its termini, the street seemed not handsome enough
to justify its fame. Perhaps this was because
we found the famous lime-trees, for which the street
is named, quite ordinary young trees, not to be compared
with the magnificent elms which line the streets of
New Haven and the Mall of Boston Common.
The characteristic part of Berlin
is, to our view, the great space east of Unter den
Linden, surrounded by the palaces, the royal Guard
House, the Arsenal, the University, and the Academy
of Arts and Sciences. These fine buildings and
the ornamented open spaces around and between them,
on a sunny afternoon in midwinter, show a brilliant
and unique scene which has hardly its parallel in Europe.
The Champs Elysees is finer at night; Hyde Park, St.
James, the Parliament buildings, and Westminster Abbey
far finer on a sunny morning; but the third city in
Europe has no need to be ashamed of its royal buildings
and the scene before them, in the season when the Court
is in Berlin, and the slant rays of an early afternoon
sun light up the gay throng of soldiers in uniform,
State carriages, pedestrians, and vehicles which surge
to and fro without crowding the vast spaces.
The Lustgarten is fine; but of
the buildings around it, the Old Museum alone meets
the eye with architectural satisfaction. In all
lights that building is beautiful in design and proportions.
The Old Schloss is impressive mainly by its massiveness
and its august dome. A most picturesque view
by moonlight is to be had from the east end of the
Lange or Kuerfuersten Bruecke, southeast of the old
palace. Here the water-front of the old castle
is in full view, with the fortified part unaltered
since the early occupation by the Hohenzollerns.
This mediaeval building, shaded by a few ancient trees,
with here and there a light reflected from the upper
windows at evening, and with tower and turret duplicated
on the surface of the darkly flowing river at its
foot, shares with one the feeling of ancient times,
as no other place in Berlin can do. In the centre
of this bridge is the equestrian statue of the Great
Elector, superior as a work of art to any other of
its date. This grand figure is fabled to descend
from his horse and stalk through the streets on New
Year’s eve, for the chastisement of evil-doers.
The Wilhelm Straße, running
from a point near the Pariser Platz south from Unter
den Linden, has many palaces and public buildings;
but its chief interest centres about N, the palace
of Prince Bismarck. The front looks eastward,
and is built around three sides of a garden filled
with shrubbery and threaded by walks, and shut off
from the street by great iron gates and a high open
iron fence. The study, where the Chancellor spends
much time when in Berlin, looks upon a garden, and
is furnished with the same simplicity which characterizes
the private apartments of General Von Moltke.
Among the few pictures which adorn the study of Bismarck
is one of General Grant. Here it was that the
famous Berlin Congress met in 1878 for the settlement
of the Eastern Question.
The palace of Prince Albert of Prussia,
now Military Governor of Brunswick, is situated in
a magnificent private park, acres in extent, in the
heart of the city. It opens from the Wilhelm
Straße at the head of Koch. This palace
was built in the early part of the eighteenth century
by a French nobleman, with wealth gained in the great
speculations of the Mississippi Scheme, upon which
all France entered in hope of retrieving the bankruptcy
entailed by Louis XIV. Its fine colonnade, its
great park, and its position, adjoining the park of
the War Department, between two great railroad stations
and surrounded by tramways, render it one of
the most prominent features of Central Berlin.
The small and elaborately laid-out
square of the Wilhelm Straße, known as
the Wilhelms Platz, with its pretty fountains, shrubs,
and flowers, has bronze statues of six generals of
Frederick the Great, heroes of the Seven
Years’ War. Here it is easy to sit and
dream of the olden time, in reverie which not even
the Kaiserhof diplomats nor the Wilhelm-Street
autocrats, within a stone’s-throw on either
side, nor the throng and glitter of the Berlin of to-day,
can disturb. Here, surrounded by the figures
and the faces of the men with whom Carlyle has made
us acquainted, we recall the wonderful story which
he, as none other, has written. How masterly is
the way in which he has portrayed for us this Prussian
history whose memorials stand around us! With
feeling how deep and true for the real and the eternal
as against the false, the seeming, and the transient!
What a picture is the history! What a poem is
the picture!
At the northeast corner of the Wilhelms
Platz is the palace of Prince Friedrich Karl, one
of the leaders of the Franco-Prussian War. It
was once the temple of the Order of the Knights of
Malta, but its sumptuous interior has now for many
years been devoted to residence on the upper floor,
and to the famous art and bric-a-brac collections
of the late prince, on the ground floor. It is
not difficult to gain, from the steward, the requisite
permission to visit this interesting palace.
Many private houses, interesting for
their associations, might be found by the sojourner
in Berlin who cares to search them out; but intelligent
residents only, and not the guide-books, can facilitate
this search. In the Margrafen Straße, near
the Royal Library, is the house where Neander lived
and studied and wrote. Near the Dreifaltische
Kirche, behind the Kaiserhof, is the old-fashioned
parsonage which was the home of Schleiermacher, and
in the Oranienburger Straße is the house in
which lived Alexander von Humboldt.
Of the many beautiful parks, the Thiergarten
overshadows all the rest, both because of its commanding
location, close to Unter den Linden and other busy
streets, and its great extent. A combination of
park and wild forest, with streams, ponds, bridges,
and miles of shaded avenues and riding-paths in perfect
condition, its six hundred acres form one of the largest,
most beautiful and useful parks in Europe. The
elaborate and towering monument to commemorate the
victories of recent Prussian and German wars is the
centre of a system of grand avenues in the northeastern
part. This monument was originally intended to
commemorate the Schleswig-Holstein conquest; later,
the victories over Austria in 1866 were to be included;
and when the Franco-Prussian War was happily ended,
it was decided to make of it also a fitting memorial
of united Germany. On the third anniversary of
the Capitulation of Sedan, Emperor William I. unveiled
the colossal statue of Victory on the summit of the
monument, which commemorates the chief events of his
august reign.
Immense bas-reliefs on the pedestal
represent, on one side, events in the Danish campaign;
on another is shown the Decoration of the Crown Prince
by the Emperor on the field of Sadowa, with Prince
Friedrich Karl, Von Moltke, and Bismarck standing
by; the third side shows the French General Reille,
handing Louis Napoleon’s letter of capitulation
at Sedan; and the fourth, the triumphal entry of German
soldiers into Paris through the Arc de Triomphe.
There is also a representation of the scene, on that
day when all Berlin went wild with joy and exultation
over the return of the Kaiser and his troops from Paris,
of their reception at the Brandenburg Gate.
Within the open colonnade of the substructure,
a vast mosaic shows, in symbols, the history of the
Franco-Prussian War, closing with a representation
of Bavaria offering the German Crown to Prussia, and
the proclamation of the Kaiser at Versailles.
It was King William himself who refused to have his
own image placed here as the Victor, and who substituted
in the design of the artist the female figure of Borussia
with the features of his mother, Queen Louise.
The shaft, rising eighty-five feet above the substructure,
has three divisions, with twenty perpendicular grooves
in each. These grooves are filled with thrice
twenty upright cannon, captured from the Danes, the
Austrians, and the French, bound to the shaft by gilded
wreaths of laurel. The Prussian Eagles surmount
the column, forming a capital upwards of one hundred
and fifty feet above the pavement; and the great statue
soars nearly fifty feet still higher.
In the southeastern portion of the
Thiergarten is a colossal statue of Goethe, which
shows at its best in the twilight of an early summer
evening, framed in the tender greens and browns of
the bursting foliage behind it. Not far away
are the statues of Queen Louise and King Frederick
William III., parents of Emperor William I., surrounded
by beautiful flowers, pools, and fountains; and the
famous “Lion Group” marks the intersection
of much-frequented avenues in the same neighborhood.
A wide central avenue traversing the whole length of
the Thiergarten from east to west allows space for
the tramway to the imposing edifice of the Institute
of Technology and to the Zooelogical Gardens, where
is one of the largest and best collections of birds
and animals in the world, each species with habitations
suited to it, several built in showy Oriental style,
amid concert-gardens where beautiful music may be
heard every day.
A favorite walk of ours on sunny winter
mornings was in the West End of Berlin, where are
many of the finer aristocratic residences. No
city can show, so far as we know, a handsomer residence
quarter than portions of that which stretches between
the Thiergarten on the north, the Zooelogical Gardens
on the west, and the Botanical Garden on the south.
The collections of the latter, like those of the Zooelogical
Gardens, rank among the first of their kind. The
great glass house which shelters the Victoria Regia
is attractive chiefly in the summer, when the plants
are in blossom, but the cacti and the palm houses
are interesting the year round. The palm-house
is a Crystal Palace on a small scale. Entering,
one finds a tropical atmosphere, hot and moist.
All the larger palms and some of the smaller have each
a furnace to themselves, from four to six feet in diameter
and the same in height. Over this furnace the
great tub is set which contains the roots of the tree,
over which water is frequently sprinkled. The
arrangement of the trees is graceful and beautiful.
There are galleries and seats everywhere; and little
imagination is required to transport one’s self
to Oriental and Biblical scenes, with these palm-trees
towering overhead. A short walk east of these
gardens is the Matthai Cemetery, where repose the
brothers Grimm.
The Schiller Platz, so named from
the statue before the Schauspielhaus, is fortunate if
not in the life-size statue of the poet in
the fine pedestal, with its allegorical figures of
Poetry, History, and Philosophy, which were originally
designed to adorn a fountain. In a still more
crowded part of Berlin the Donhof Platz has recently
been transformed, from a barren square surrounding
the statue of that great Prussian, Baron von Stein,
into a lovely garden-spot, with flowers and trees
and birds for the cheer of the hurrying multitudes.
The old Halle Gate, where several
streets converge to the southern extremity of the
Friedrich Straße, is reached through ornamental
grounds known as the Belle-Alliance Platz, in the centre
of which is a column erected to commemorate the peace
which followed the wars of the First Napoleon.
Not far to the southwest is the Kreuzberg, the
only mountain in this part of Brandenburg, a
modest eminence about two hundred feet above the sea-level.
It is crowned by an iron obelisk which affords a good
view of the city.
Berlin has no cemetery comparable
in extent or beauty to many in the environs of American
cities. Three small burial-grounds, separate but
adjoining, at the southern edge of the city contain
the graves of Neander, with the memorable inscription, his
favorite motto, “Pectus est
quod theologum facit;” of Felix Mendelssohn-Bartholdy,
his parents and his sister Fanny; of Schleiermacher,
and of our countryman, the Rev. Dr. J.P. Thompson,
long-beloved pastor of the Broadway Tabernacle Church,
New York. Here, also, Bayard Taylor was for a
time laid to rest, before being finally removed to
his native land. Decorations are not so ostentatious
as in Catholic countries; and quiet ivy, simple greensward,
and the shadow of trees in which birds may sing, make
the quaint Berlin cemeteries attractive places.
This was to us especially true of the ancient cemetery
connected with the Sophien Kirche and the old
Dorotheen-Stadt cemetery, in the northern part of
the city, where we went to look upon the graves of
Fichte and Hegel, and of several artists famous in
Berlin annals. In the Sophien Kirchof lies the
philosopher, Moses Mendelssohn; and in that of the
Garrison Church, De la Motte Fouque, the author of
“Undine.”
One of the most conspicuous public
buildings is the Rath-haus, or Town Hall, erected
at a cost of nearly two million dollars. Its lofty
clock-tower with illuminated dial tells the time to
all Berlin by night, and adds a charm to the group
of royal palaces and museums on which it looks down.
The ancient town-houses of North Germany most truly
express the spirit of the old Hanse League; and
the Rath-haus of Berlin, while keeping the spirit,
adds the grand proportions and embellishments characteristic
of the modern city. The interior apartments,
including the Festival Hall, the Town Council-Room,
and the Magistrates’ Chamber, are elaborately
adorned with historical frescos and statues, and the
grand staircase has a finely vaulted ceiling and windows
of stained glass filled with Prussian heraldry.
A visit to this edifice by daylight gives one the
fine view from the clock-tower; but to see the famous
Raths-Keller underneath, with characteristic accompaniments,
one must go after dark. One evening, after the
adjournment, in an upper hall, of that rare thing in
Berlin, a temperance meeting, a friend led our party
through the elegant apartments of this place of popular
refreshment. In the basement of this costly municipal
building is a gilded saloon, upwards of three hundred
feet long, divided into apartments. In some of
these whole families were partaking of their evening
“refreshments;” others were manifestly
the appointed trysting-places of friends, while here
and there, in sheltered nooks, the solitary ones sipped
their wine or beer. Everything, so far as we
could see, was orderly and quiet, and we were told
that the place was one of eminent respectability.
It is only after witnessing the habits of the people,
in their homes and places of popular resort, that
one is prepared to appreciate the enormous consumption
of beer, averaging four glasses per day to every man,
woman, and child in the kingdom, at an average annual
cost to families greater than their house-rent.
The Exchange, or Boerse, on the east
bank of the river, is a most imposing building.
The excitements of this money-centre may be seen in
a visit here any week-day at noon. There are galleries
for visitors, over the Great Hall, which accommodates
five thousand persons.
The Imperial Bank, like the Imperial
Mint, is under State control; and both occupy buildings
themselves worthy to be called Imperial.
The great City Prison, on a modern
plan, is in Moabit, a northwestern suburb. This
region received its name, “Pays de Moab,”
from French immigrants on account of its sterile soil;
but a part of it is becoming an attractive and beautiful
residence quarter. To the north of this is a
model state-prison, accommodating twelve hundred prisoners.
The Insane Asylum is said also to
be a model institution. It has accommodations
for fifteen hundred patients; and its buildings are
near Dalldorf, a short distance east of the route to
the northwestern suburb of Tegel. The Medical
Department of the University has large buildings in
different parts of the city. Connected with these
is the great Carite Hospital, founded a hundred years
ago, and richly endowed by public and private funds.
In its many wards more than fifteen hundred patients
are constantly under treatment. Another interesting
hospital is the Staedtische Krankenhaus, completed
about fifteen years ago, on the “pavilion”
plan, with the best modern appliances. This is
situated in the beautiful park known as the Friedrichshain,
in the northeastern part of the city. The Bethanien,
in the southeastern quarter, is a large institution
for the training of nurses, admirably managed, under
the care of the deaconesses, or Protestant Sisters.