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Some years ago I was at work in Salzburg: in the library amongthe oldrecords, and in the Museum of Roman antiquities.
My studies were principally concerned with the fifth century: the timewhen the Germanic tribes invaded these regions, the Roman garrisonsretiring with or without resistance, while many settlers remained inthe land. Peasants, trades-people, mechanics, would not forsake theirhomes, nor give up their lucrative occupations, would not quit theirvalued, long-cherished plots of ground, but stayed under the rule ofthe Barbarian; who, when the storm and battle of conquest were over,and the division of the country completed, did not molest them.
The work of the day over, I wandered in the beautiful, long-familiarcountry of the Salzach valley; the warm June evenings permitted longwanderings up to a late hour. Thought and fancy were filled with thepictures of the life and the changing fate of the latest Romans inthese lands. My imagination was excited by the inscriptions, coins, andutensils, by the Roman monuments of every kind which are found in suchrich abundance in and around Salzburg; for this town, with itsprominent fortress, the "Capitolium," on the rocky hill dominatingstream and valley, was for centuries, under the name of "ClaudiumJuvavum," a chief bulwark of the Roman rule and the seat of aflourishing and brilliant development of the Roman culture. Theinscriptions testify to the official rank of many of the citizens, suchas Duumvirs, Decurions, Ædiles of the markets and games; to theimportance of the town as a place of trade, and to the encouragementgiven to the arts and manufactures.
That which had occupied me during the labours of the day was picturedby the play of fancy, when in the evening I wandered out through thegate of the town: stream and road, hill and valley, were then peopledfor me with forms of the Roman life; and from the distant north-west,like the driving clouds that often arose from the Bavarian plain,approached menacingly the invading Germans.
Most frequently, I preferred to saunter along the banks of the streamin the direction of the great Roman road, which passed the Chiemsee,and crossing its effluent, the Alz, at Siebruck (Bedaium), and the Inn(Oenus) at Pfünz (Pons Oeni), led towards the province of Vindeliciaand its splendid capital, Augsburg (Augusta Vindelicorum). Many coins,fragments of pottery, urns, gravestones, and household utensils ofevery kind have been found in the level country which stretches on eachside of the old highroad, and is now for the most part covered withforest and brushwood, and in some parts overgrown with thick ivy. It isevident that farms, and also stately villas of the rich citizens, werethickly scattered beyond the outer wall of the fortified town, thusfilling and adorning the whole valley. I often wandered in theneighbourhood of