Wohl blühet jedem Jahre Sein Frühling, süss und licht, Auch jener grosse, klare— Getrost, er fehlt dir nicht; Er ist dir noch beschieden Am Ziele deiner Bahn, Du ahnest ihn hienieden Und droben bricht er an. Zu freundlicher Erinnerung an, L. UHLAND. Stuttgart, den 13 Sept., 1827. Justinus Kerner himself also wrote some lines in which he alludes to the apparition of spirits. His rooms, as my mother assured me, were always full of them, and they all seemed on the most familiar terms with the other inmates. Nicht wie Geister, nein! wie Sterne Kamt ihr freundlich in der Nacht, Ja, so ernst und mild wie Sterne Hat uns euer Bild gelacht Oft wenn schweigt der Welt Getümmel Wird’s so treten in den Himmel Den die Lieb uns angefacht. JUSTINUS KERNER und seine Hausfrau, FRIEDERICKE. Weinsberg, 7, 15, ’27. am Tage euerer nächtlichen Erscheinung. I once came myself in personal contact with Uhland, the head of the Swabian school of poetry, when he was already an old man. He came to Leipzig when I was a student there, and stayed at the house of Professor Haupt, the famous Latin and German scholar. Uhland was a very shy and retiring man, and had declined every kind of public reception. However, the young students would not be gainsayed, and after assembling in the afternoon to consider what should be done to show their respect to the German poet and the liberal German politician, they marched off, some 600 or 800 of them, drew up in front of the house where they knew Uhland was staying, and sang some of Uhland’s songs. At last Uhland, a little, old, wrinkled man, appeared at the window, and expected evidently that some one should address him. But no arrangements had been made, and no one ventured to speak, fearing that at the same time two or three others might step forward to address the old poet. After waiting a considerable time, the position became so trying that I could bear it no longer; I stepped forward, and in a few words told Uhland how he was loved by us as a poet, as a scholar, and as a fearless defender of the rights of the people, and how proud we were to have him amongst us. We then waited to hear him speak, but he could not overcome his shyness, and sent a message to ask some of us to come into his room to shake hands with him. Even then he could say but very little, but when he knew that I was the