Authors, German -- 19th century -- Biography; May, Karl Friedrich, 1842-1912
And therefore, I too have to describe my family just
as they have been in reality, whether this might be regarded as
being contrary to child's duty or not. I do not only have to be
truthful concerning them and me, but also concerning all of my
fellow-men. Perhaps someone else could learn from our example to
do the right thing in his own affairs. - -
[a] "Erbsünde": the German expression for "original sin"
suggests rather a meaning of "inherited sin". Actually, the
idea of Adam's original sin being inherited by every human
being at birth is rather common among Catholics and
Protestants (but is rejected by Orthodox Christians). I have
been told that this belief is based on a misinterpretation of
Romans 5:12 by St. Augustine, who interpreted the words for
"sin" and "death" as synonymous in this verse: "as by one
man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so
death passed upon all men".
Entirely unexpectedly, mother had inherited a house as well as a
few small, linen money-pouches from a distant relative. One of
these money-pouches contained lots of two-pfennig-pieces, another
one lots of tree-pfennig-pieces, and a third one lots of
groschen [a]. A fourth one contained three score of
fifty-pfennig-pieces, and in the fifth and last pouch, ten old
pieces of six from Schaffhausen, ten eight-groschen-pieces, five
gulden [b], and four taler [c] were found. This was really a
fortune! In our poverty, it seemed almost like a million!
Granted, the house was just as wide as three small windows and
largely built of wood, but on the other hand, it was three storeys
high and had on the very top, right under the ridge of the roof, a
pigeonry, which is, of course, not so commonly found.
Grandmother, my father's mother, moved into the ground floor,
which only consisted of one room with two windows and the
entrance. Behind the room was a chamber with an old mangle, which
was rented to other people at two pfennig per hour. There were
happy Saturdays, when this mangle earned us ten, twelve, yes even
fourteen pfennig. This increased our standard of living quite
extensively. On the first floor, the parents lived with us.
There stood the loom with its reel. On the second floor, we slept
with a colony of mice and some larger rodents, who usually lived
in the pigeonry and only visited us at night. There also was a
cellar, but it was always empty. Once, it held a few bags of
potatoes, but they did not belong to us, but rather to a
neighbour, who did not have his own cellar. Grandmother remarked
that it would be much better, if the cellar belonged to him and
the potatoes to us. The yard was just big enough for us five
children to stand in it without crowding each other. It adjoined
the garden, which contained an elder-bush, an apple-tree, and a
plum-tree, as well as small pond, which we called our "lake". The
elder-bush supplied us with the tea, we drank in order to get into
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