"Oh, it is lovely, lovely!" exclaimed Paul. "I never before saw a garden
lighted, and with so many gas lamps that it is as bright as if the sun
were shining. Can we go in?"

"Yes, but we will wait here a little while. Do you see this beautiful
lake surrounded by trees? In a few minutes you will see a beautiful
scene which will surprise you."

"Oh, this is the surprise," cried the boys in a breath, for like magic
myriads of gas lights sprang up along the line of the trees and the Main
river. It was a bewildering sight to the country boys, who had no words
to express their pleasure.

"And two rows of lights are across the river," exclaimed Paul.

"Yes, they are on the fine new bridge over the Main; and above is the
old bridge and several others which you can visit while in Frankfort."

They crossed the bridge and looked at the great dome of the cathedral,
and while they were gazing, eight solemn strokes sounded from its clock,
and other clocks over the city struck the hour.

"We have but one clock and one church-tower in our village," remarked
Franz. "The boys in Frankfort don't get the chance to say the clock is
wrong when they are late to school."

Thus chatting, they reached the bridge, and, leaning upon the parapet,
gazed at the brilliant scene.

"See, Aunt Fanny, what is that coming down the river? A whole company of