Modern Dresden undoubtedly owes much to him.
But what the stranger in Dresden stares at most is, perhaps, its electric trams.

These huge vehicles flash through the streets at from ten to twenty miles an hour, taking curves and corners after the manner of an Irish car driver.

Everybody travels by them, excepting only officers in uniform, who must not.

Ladies in evening dress, going to ball or opera, porters with their baskets, sit side by side.

They are all-important in the streets, and everything and everybody makes haste to get out of their way.