Thursday, October 5th 1854 ~ Mayence, Germany

Rhine view showing Mouse Tower and Ehrenfels ruin (anonymous, after 1840).

Hotel de l’Europe ~ This morning we obtained a splendid view of the river and its scenery from Coblentz, which I think is one of the most beautiful points. Almost directly above us, on the opposite side rose the strong fortress of Ehrenbreitstein, capable of holding one hundred thousand men. Its situation is highly picturesque, being an immense stone structure on an almost inaccessible rock. Murray calls it the fortress of Germany. This scenery is beyond all my conceptions. We left Coblentz at one o’clock this afternoon by boat and reached here about nine o’clock this evening. It has been a delightful sail to us, finer I think than between Bonn and Coblentz. The deck of the steamer was quite full of English with their red covered guide books and [sules] of shawls. Ruined castles greeted us at every turn, while nature itself is most charming, wild yet soft, grand yet beautiful. High hills bound the river continuously and every few moments we pass one crowned by a fortress, most of them in ruins but some still kept up. These old castles on steep rocks give a good history of the middle ages (perhaps better than books) when no man could trust his neighbor, all were at strife and only concurred in levying contributions on the peasantry, and on the trade of the country. This river being a great highway of communication it abounds with strong holds from whence, when might made right, the noble might levy contributions on all merchandise passing up and down the river. Perhaps the most striking point we have passed today is in the neighborhood of St. Goar. Close to the water on a little hill is the great fortress of Reinfels in ruins. Just above it on a steep rock is perched the “Castle of the Cat” and below on the river, in plain sight, is the beautiful ruin of the “Castle of the Mouse.” This seems like fairy land, every few moments shows us a ruin which has some romantic history and every bend of the river discloses new natural beauties. We were much struck by the appearance of two ruined castles within a stones throw of each other, on rival peaks, which once belonged to brothers, who had the misfortune to fall in love with the same “fair” lady and who for her sake fell by each others hands. The castles and even their respective hills are exactly alike. It was moonlight long before we arrived at Mayence so that we saw it streaming through the loopholes and broken walls of these feudal towers. By night it is more easy to picture them in their strength, “when they were young and proud and banners waved on high and battles passed below,” and to people them with the mail clad men to whose tread their walls of old resounded.