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CHAPTER II
THE EMPEROR WILLIAM
STILL as ignorant regarding the whereabouts of the
Main Headquarters as when we left BerHn, we set
out from Treves in the morning of the i8th September,
recrossed the Moselle, and cast a glance up at the heights from
which on August 4th Frenchmen in mufti were heliographing
to the airships, who wanted to know how the German mobilisa-
tion was getting on. At the flying station we stopped a
moment to have a look at the Taubes in their canvas sheds.
The gentle undulations of the country give it a picturesque
aspect. At Igel stands the sandstone tower, 2000 years old
and twenty-three metres in height, called the Igeler Säule, and
considered to be the finest relic left by the Romans north of
the Alps. To this very day an inscription can be seen, testi-
fying that this monument was raised by Secundinius Aventinus
and Secundinius Securus in memory of their parents and
kinsmen. How different from the frail wooden crosses we
were to see by the roadside, and which will disappear when
the spring sun draws the frost out of the ground and the plough
cuts fresh furrows in the soil !
But we must now take leave of the Moselle. On the left
we have already behind us the roads to Metz and Saarbriicken,
and not far to the south is the boundary of Lorraine. Along
a road passing through an orchard we reach Wasserbillig,
cross the Sauer stream and enter the Grand Duchy of Luxem-
burg, the entire population of which does not nearly approach
that of Stockholm. On the way to Grevenmacher we passed
by numberless nurseries and gardens given up to the cultiva-
tion of roses. But there are also woods in Luxemburg, and
our road takes us by frequent copses of larch and beech, and
further on of pine and beech.
At a railway crossing we are stopped by an empty train of
enormous length, going to Germany to bring out fresh soldiers.
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