Courts and courtiers -- Fiction; German fiction -- Translations into English; Germany -- Fiction
Ueberbein, for his part, looked back with sincere pleasure to the time
when he had been an elementary teacher. His activities had not been
entirely confined to the class-room, he had amused himself by showing
also some personal and human concern for his charges' welfare, by
visiting them at home, by sharing at times their not too idyllic family
life, and in doing so he did not fail to bring away impressions of a
most varied kind. In truth, if he had not already tasted the bitterness
of the cup of life, he would have had plenty of opportunity then to do
so. For the rest, he had not ceased to work by himself, had given
private lessons to plump tradesmen's sons, and tightened his waist belt
so as to save enough to buy books with--had spent the long, still, and
free nights in study. And one day he had passed the State examination
with exceptional distinction, had soon received his promotion, had been
transferred to a grammar school. As a matter of fact, it had been a sore
grief to him to leave his little charges, but so the fates willed. And
then it had so happened that he had been chosen to be usher at the
"Pheasantry," for all that his very birth had been a misfortune.
* * * * *
That was Doctor Ueberbein's story, and Klaus Heinrich, as he listened to
it, was filled with friendly feelings. He shared his contempt for those
who "weren't obliged to" and smoked cigars in the morning, he felt a
fearful joy when Ueberbein talked in his jolly blustering way about
"knocking about," "impressions," and the bitterness of the cup of life,
and he felt as if he had been personally an actor in the scenes as he
followed his luckless and gallant career from his adoption up to his
appointment as grammar-schoolmaster. He felt as if he were in some
general sort of way qualified to take part in a conversation about fate
and duty. His attitude of reserve relaxed, the experiences of his own
fifteen years of life came crowding in upon him, he felt a longing
himself to retail confidences, and he tried to tell Doctor Ueberbein all
about himself.
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