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...speak or write a great deal about Germany without touching frequently upon the great subject of Beer. Beer is to the German what poetry is to the poet - the native language of his soul. No celebration of any kind is complete without it. No matter upon what solemn occasion a Teuton enters, no matter how exalted the emotions which flood his soul or how abstruse the speculations which engage his thoughts, he must be sustained throughout by constant communion with his froth-crowned schooner...
...need not say, therefore, that on such a joyous occasion as this quincentenary jubilee beer must needs flow like water. And the long trucks, heavily laden, innumerable, which rolled by my window in Untere Neckarstrasse on their way to the Festhalle bore, witness to this truth. But on last Friday evening all the glad bibulation culminated in one grand "Bier Kommers," in which all the members of the university participated. It was held in the great Fest Halle and was attended by from four to five thousand persons. At eight and a half o'clock the bout began...
...England, America, Switzerland, Egypt, yea and Japan, to give a cosmopolitan flavor to the gathering. "The Watch on the Rhine," "God Save the Queen," and "Hail Columbia" are all roared out together in amiable discord. Some student conceives the gay notion of beating time on the table with his beer mug. The happy idea is infectious; and a thousand mugs thump ponderously upon the deal boards. Then all begin to stamp in unison and smite the tables with their canes. Even this ear-splitting uproar does not do full justice to the enthusiasm of one group. So they leap upon...
...were Germans of the middle and lower classes; and the contemplation of their various traits would have furnished profitable amusement for an entire day. Most of them realized the exhaustive nature of the display and were already fortifying the inner man with sandwiches, cheese, bits of sausage, and bottled beer. Anxious fathers and mothers were wedging a slow and painful progress through the crowd, towing some half dozen shock-headed, wide-eyed offspring of graded ages and heights. Surely little Fritz and Heinrich and Annchen and Kaetchie must see the gay colors and the prancing horses, albeit the pressure...
...from whose distant streets a gentle murmur is upborne. About us are throngs of students in their bright colored caps; old veterans are clasping each other's hands and recalling by-gone days; grave professors grow ruddy and boyish; the younger students sing snatches of college songs; and limitless beer is flowing, together with Rhine wine as yellow and bright as fluid gold, hoarded for many a year in sunless vaults. Glee, good fellowship and merrymaking are the order of the hour, and it will be late indeed before the last song has been sung and the-last reveller leaves...