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The memory of the Emperor William I would be as sacred as that of Barbarossa. If the course of events were to sweep away the dynasty now ruling, another royal house, with equally ancient, or even more ancient claims to national regard, might place itself at the head of national aspirations. We need not be at all possessed of extraordinarily imaginative powers to represent to our mind a regenerated Germany, taking under the wing of her Imperial Eagle all the German speaking nations of the present empires of Germany and Austria headed by a Wittelsbach, a Habsburg, a Coburg or some scion of any other ancient and glorious lineage. The Germans of those future days will not be oblivious of the days of old, when the "Empéror" in Europe was the Emperor of Germany, the days of Frederic Barbarossa and of his successors of the mighty Hohenstaufen dynasty, which ruled from the Baltic to the Mediterranean over a United Germany that embraced all the Teutonic races and had subjected some others. Nor will they be likely to have forgotten, the days of the Emperor William I ("Mein unvergesslicher Groszvater" — my never-to-be-forgotten grandfather as the Kaiser has never wearied of calling him). His Mausoleum and that of Bismarck will become so many Meccas whither the true believers in Germany's destiny will go to worship. In the meantime the world will have advanced, and Germany with it; perhaps Germany will have outpaced it in numbers and in wealth, we cannot say. Diplomats will in-