ENTRY ON THE GERMANS.

Nelson Evening Mail, Volume VI, Issue 111, 12 May 1871, Page 4

ENTRY ON THE GERMANS.

INTO PJA X I S. [The following animated account of some of the scenes that occurred during the triumphal entry of the Germans into Paris is from the letteryot the Daily News' correspondent.]'^-' At ten minutes pajstT eleven, without a moment's warnipg^ a wild cheer of enthusiasm flatrties along the line. A clash of mu^ic as the bands burst into "God Save the King." Half-a-dozen horsemen are galloping up from behind an angle of the stand, straight to the right of the line. The leaderv'an upright, broadshouldered oldman, With.snow-white hair, pulls his horse on iits haunches as he reaches the flank, and the "windmill battery" bursts out into a "hip, hip, hurrah, " a waving of handkerchiefs, and a clapping of female hands. No need to tell England at this time of day that the white-haired soldier on the noble black horse is Kaiser Wilhelm of Germany. The densely packed staff that has been in waiting in front of the right come prancing up as the Emperor wheels his horse's head to the left and commences his slow march along the front. Two horsemen are before him. An interval, and then the grand old man proceeds alone, the solitary focus of the splendid picture. This great day for the Empire of which be is the ruler seems to have cured him of his ailments. Where is the lumbago, the gradual decay, the breaking up about this fresh-colored old chieffcain, with the eye like a hawk / His crest, is as erect, his back as straight, his bridle-hand as light on the black bor&e, as, those of his gallant son, who seems so proud of his father. Verily he reneweth his youth as doth the eagle, this stalwart, sempervirent Monarch of- the Teutons. His son follows him half a horse's length behind him, and then, princes, powers, and potentates— half the Gothic Almanack. Great heavens ! are these deepthroated men of the mediatized provinces under the belief that if they but cheer loud enough, the roar of their glad clamour "will echo in billows of sound across that Ehine which so well they have helped to keep ? Sharper and shriller, but to the full as loud, and with a hot ring in it as When steel, not iron, is struck by the hammer, bursts out the cheer of the children of King Ludwig. Germans, allies of Prussia not in name alone, but in heart, the alliance sealed loyally by a deluge of Bavarian blood, they have earned good right and title to staod here in line to-day, and to claim the low bend of appreciation that the Emperor of Germany accords them. But although the Bavarian troops cheer the Emperor of Germany and KiDg of Prussia, the Bavarian bands will by no means strike up the Prussian National Hymn. For has not Bavaria a national lied of her own, a wild fanciful air, befittiDg the landsmann to whom it appertains ? The Kaiser is not well among the Bavarians till the 11th Corps is bodily out into the plain in dense masses ; having left-wheeled, they stand looking at the Emperor's back. The distant, and yet more distant roar of cheering comes to us on the right from the far away left flank formed by the 6th Corps, and then, as the Emperor turns the left flank, and comes towards us again along the front of the second rank — the cavalry and artillery — the cheering draws nearer and nearer. As its right flank, in its turn, is gained, and the head of the staff turns away toward the pavilion, men notice, and the kindly German hearts swell at the sight, that Koyal father ,and Royal son have drawn together— horse head to horse bead. Etiquette is potent,, but more potent still is love ; and surely if ever there was love between father and son, it is between these two. See; the:proud father lays his- hand on the neck of his son's horse, and the staff fall back in delicacy as the two converse. Then spurs go io to their horses' sides, the raking black goes to the front again, followed by the white-heeled chestnut. The staff dash through an interval of the 22nd Division, and the Emperor takes up his position in front of the east end of the pavilion. The drums crash out, and the marching past has begun with the infantry, the 83rd Begimentv, leading. TJbe formation ;is close columns of companies. The Prussian marching is very fine, but the infantry men hardly show so well in columns of companies as when marching , in fours. Let the civilian onlooker regard the sloped arms — indication that this is a display in time of war, and not a bath-brick and pipe-clay review in the piping times of peace. Before night it is not utterly impossible that these, now sparkling: bayonets may have their sheen smirched with blood. To my thinking the triumph of the Prussian marching past .was ifcf served for. their ; artili.erynwbicl( went past in a' manner' simply perfect, ., No dress, papui^ 'on. -il^wW»-. Cbmraqn, after a month's preliminary..; .battery; drilly ever, surpassed it. In a military experience- of not 1 * noyer Baw fiQer <

■dressing than that displayed by the companies of the Bavarian battnlious, as they stood waiting on the racecourse for the word to march. Away tlu>ir general staff in advance, the white cocks' feathers of the ehiM floating ou f in the air , like handsful of snow-flakes. The leaning ! battalion follows, at a short, jerky quick st^p, to the music of a breakdown jig, such as I have often heard iv pantomimes. It made a tidy inarching step, and the . Bavariaus did their best ; but a martinet would have thought more of them had he never seen them in motion. As with the Prussians, their artillery excelled trfieir infantry in marching past. But, writing 1 of marching past, what shall one say.of n detachment —a column — a what shall I call it, ? — of half-a-dozen ainhulancewagpjons in line dressing as true as the smartest horse artillery in the world ? Wiint a gallant show'make ihe light blue and white pennons of the Bavarian Uhlans as they sweep down the slope in quarter squadron formation to take up their station in the marching past order ! The flashing lance-heads seem dressed as smartly up in the air there as the noses of the horses are in tire ranks. Truly a gallant and chivalric sight these brilliant lancera of the Pfalz, sharing, to the mind of an old cavalry man, with the dragoons and hussars the chief honors of the day. Out rings the clarion di the trumpets, clash goes the silver music of the kettledrum?, tempered by the deep notes of the ophicleide. The horses, ever lovers of sweet sounds, arch their necks, champ the bits, and toss flecks of foam back on the polished leathers of the riders. They are as proud as if they realised the nqe^Wmg aud the glory of the day. — ■• But enough, surely, of rnarc.hiug past. Getting tedious is the spectacle and, a fortiori, its relation must do after a short time. Yet it is not fair to quit the subject without one word. These troops, reader, passing there daintily cle«ii in serried files that would have rejoiced ihe heart of an adjutant of the Guards, these troops have had other work for the last gj^months than to study the trimness of drill and dressing. Fighting, falling, bivouacking, earthworking, marching for hours, weeks, months at a stretch, there are few soldiers, according to the rules of the old school, whose parade neatness would not have deteriorated. The secret lies here, that in the thick of the fighting-, marching, and bivouacking, time was found in these German ranks for such divertissement as the goose-step. For the march past spectators had almost forsaken other points and converged on the neighborhood of the shattered Grand Stand. A strange scene it was to be sure — ladies, correspondents, artists, royal servauts, field postmeu, aye, marketenders even, male and female, packing pretty close here within the odour of royalty. I have a fancy that that black servant of Prince Carl is a cynic, standing there showing his big white teeth, ami looking for all the world like a Zouave that has seen the error of his way and adopted the Fatherland and a costume with buttons. When the heads of the 11th Corps column and of that of the Bavarians showed themselves conspicuously on the road toward Paris, having wheeled leftabout after marching past, and strode away toward Paris, I fear the stalwart Silesians got scant recognition of their, smart march in? past. There v%as 'a general rush Parisward of the non-officials, eager to conquer even the victors .iv celerity. But' those who waited saw a right genial and soldier-like sight after. the . last of the 6th Corps had filed 1 past. The ' Kaiser turned his horse and met his son face to face. Hand went out to hand, and the grip was given of love and mutual appreciation. Then the Staff came forward — the Princes, Poms, and " Lairdies," and they had. doffed, bonnets and congratulatory words for their monarch. It was truly the right; time-. for congratulation ■ — the morning of the consummation of triumph, .- You_ say . in England the .triumph is -remorseless and over \stern. Look for the refutation^ of this insOle jParis tq-day^vjhere the', cdwa'tdly. yelpers of the" -canaille are irap'dtentfy hawling ab'ojit their ipitiful field-pieces in quarters yqjTmay be v §qjrg|pnoug.h willnot be visited by ;the German men-at-arms, throwing up trumpery barricades, from which, as ever, they would run^slike hounded foxes, yelling trahison, assailing with their veaomoiis 'rancoor/rfeonest neutrals who.' rnean^^ftem no evjl, and, clamouring that, beaSJEEe Paris. is^nqt wholly, occupied, Paris |s,.riot\utterly at the -feet of the conqueror.,. Say, I pray you, .dp a'citszeiihoo'd, deßer,v#—-have they earned ;ithe Quixotic . consideration that; would tempt soldiers in jv'ar 'tiYne< to yield' the ; price 1 of their victories aniiliol/' their., 1 . losses;? 'Say not y&tbe£, if prejudice -will allow, that it migh»fc, bftitbe/>est;thi[ng.tibat con Mr befall;; this impofcentlytruculent^peoplethot theyA ' n should gp. M through,, k the,,; burning fiery , furnace of the uttermost degradation of humiliation,; ■ \ i:i) - "(2i> hi continued.) °