Joseph in the Snow, and The Clockmaker. In Three Volumes. Vol. III.Auerbach, Berthold
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Joseph in the Snow, and The Clockmaker. In Three Volumes. Vol. III.
Auerbach, Berthold
German fiction -- Translations into English
"You are my Wilhelm's godfather; pray adopt him. You always said he had
a talent for drawing, so take him under your care. If possible, be
reconciled to uncle Petrowitsch, perhaps he will do something for my
children when I am gone; and I tell you again, and certainly I tell you
the truth at such a moment as this, he likes you in reality, and you
may become good friends yet. He has a kind heart, far more so than he
wishes to have thought--my poor mother often and often said so. My
wife.... I will say nothing of her. If my children do well, then you
can say all kind of things to her from me, one day. I have been obliged
to hear, and to say, what I could never have believed possible. Oh!
world! what are you? I am in prison, and must make my escape. I have
lived through days and nights that seemed like years. I am weary; weary
to death; I can go no single step farther. For months past, when I
close my eyes and try to sleep, I see nothing but horrors, and they
pursue me by day also. As for the money I owe you, the watch I wear is
your property, it will beat on your faithful heart, after mine beats no
more--and when my things are sold, buy my father's file, and keep it
for my Wilhelm. I have nothing to leave him; but don't fail to tell him
often that his father was not a bad man. He inherits my unfortunate
disposition: try to drive it out of him, and make him strong and
energetic. And the little girl----
"It seems hard, hard indeed, that I must part with my life while I am
still so young, but it is best it should be so. The Doctor will see
that my body is not sent to the students at Freiburg. Greet him, and
all his family, in the kindest manner from me. He has long seen that I
was declining in health and happiness, but it was beyond the power of
any doctor to cure me. Say farewell from me to all my good comrades,
particularly to Faller, and the Schoolmaster. I fancy I have still much
to say, but my eyes are dim and dizzy. My beloved friend and brother,
good night! Farewell, for ever!
"Your faithful
"LENZ."
He folded up the letter, and wrote on the back "To my much loved
brother, Pilgrim."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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