German fiction -- Translations into English; Short stories, German -- Translations into English
Over there, where the grizzly railroad tracks wind in and out along the
banks of the rushing Mur, past green meadows and fertile fields, not
far from the Castle of Ehrenhausen, which looks down from its wooded
height on the town of the same name, stands a lonely little house,
belonging to one of the watchmen of the railway. Back of the house is
a small piece of land, planted with corn and vegetables, while in
front there is a little flower garden, where mallows and sunflowers
bloom, fenced in by a hedge of beans. In this house, whose peaceful
charm delights all travelers, George and Tertschka have been living now
as man and wife for more than fifteen years. It is scarcely necessary
to say that the stern colonel assisted in settling them there. The
couple look little older than they did when we first met them. Though
dividing the duties of a very responsible service, they still find
time and opportunity to take care of their little piece of land, of a
goat, and several chickens, and to bring up two flaxen-haired children,
latecomers, but very welcome, who sprout up merrily behind the bean
hedge. Sometimes they have a quiet hour to themselves, when they sit
down, hand in hand, on the bench before the door, and, looking out
toward the setting sun, remember gladly the day when they first met on
the heights of the Semmering. Again they live through the sorrows and
joys of the past to the moment, the terrible moment, when a cruel fate
seemed to be crushing them forever, which yet has led them at last to
this peace and happiness. And if across the path of their memories a
dark shadow still lingers, they call their children, that come nestling
so close to their hearts and look out with their big eyes so innocently
into the world as if there were never a strange and changeable fate
pursuing man from generation to generation as long as he finds breath
on this old earth.
FOOTNOTES:
[3] A florin is 48-1/2 cents.
[4] An Austrian kreutzer is equal to about half a cent.
THOU SHALT NOT KILL
BY LEOPOLD VON SACHER-MASOCH
[Illustration]
_Leopold, Chevalier de Sacher-Masoch, was born in 1836 at
Lemberg, capital of Galicia, where his father was chief of
police. He died at Lindheim, Hesse, in 1895. He studied at
Prague and at the Gratz University, where later he became
professor of history._
_The success of his first romance, “A Galician Story,”
published in 1858, induced the author to resign his
professorship here, but he afterward accepted another chair at
the University at Lemberg._
_The best of his tales, most of which are short stories,
are those that present Galician life or little Russian, or
Jewish, all lighted by a graceful, keen, but amiable humor and
sympathy--a man of the world’s tolerance for all phases of
human nature._
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