Golden Goblet

While the Lord Mayor of London was dining British notables (see COMMONWEALTH), Field-marshal President von Hindenburg of the Reich journeyed to Stuttgard and was received with acclaim by its Lord Mayor and 30,000 Wuerttembergers, who paraded and goose-stepped before him.

To von Hindenburg was offered the historic golden goblet of Stuttgard, a tankard fit for Thor,* brimming with native Suabian wine. Dismayed, he cried, "I certainly can't empty that!" None the less he tippled good-humoredly and downed a stiff Prussian toast.

Later in the week the President paid an official visit to Karlsruhe and was greeted by high dignitaries of the Baden Government, including Premier Hellpach. Amid cheering throngs von Hindenburg was whisked by motor to a state luncheon. Rising to acknowledge a toast, he recalled to his hearers "those happy years which I spent as a division commander with headquarters at Karlsruhe."

*The Norse God of Thunder, who downed every potion offered him at a gulp, until presented with a drinking horn connected magically with the ocean. Then he caused fluctuations in the tides.