Short story classics (Foreign), Vol. 3, German — John Shaqi
Short story classics (Foreign), Vol. 3, German
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Short story classics (Foreign), Vol. 3, German
German fiction -- Translations into English; Short stories, German -- Translations into English
At that time Rousseau’s “Emile” was the book of the hour. The inspector
was an ardent follower of Jean Jacques, and he found that the active
principle of the history of Neideck was the principle of the work
of Rousseau. Though Balzer had never heard of Rousseau, yet all the
former’s methods, so it seemed to the inspector, showed the instinctive
practise of the philanthropic system of education. The analogy was so
complete that Rousseau’s book, that formed the chief intellectual diet
of the advocates of “sentimental, enlightened pedagogy,” might readily
pass as a very natural and complete supplement to the work of Balzer.
The inspector’s opinion brought tears to Philip’s eyes. “Good night,”
he called back graciously; and Philip watched him as he disappeared
farther and farther down the slope of the mountain.
“_Good night!_ What a day it has been! I have been happy!” thought
Philip--and for that, too, he thanked his castle.
IV
Four weeks after the inspector’s visit a letter came for Balzer. He was
offered the school at Ottenheim. Ottenheim lay in the rich district
of teeming pastures--“the butter district.” So the school was twice
as important as that of Neideck. That same evening, too, a neighbor
stopped at the castle to offer Balzer his congratulations on another
“streak of luck,” the death of Röderbauer. Röderbauer had climbed a
tree to pick cherries to make his celebrated cordial; he had fallen
from the tree and been picked up dead. Delicacy impelled Balzer to deny
that he saw luck in Röderbauer’s death, but in his heart he knew that
the event would make his own life easier, and he could not find any
excuse for attributing this last blessing to his castle.
He gave his pupils a three days’ vacation and set off for Ottenheim,
wondering if it would be possible to live so far from Neideck. He was
not sure of this. As he passed the new castle, the home of the heirs
and owners of Neideck, a smile of pity flitted over his lips. What a
fall; from Neideck to Westerau! History had made Neideck glorious;
Westerau had no history! A prince may build a castle, but even
Omnipotence can not give ancestry to an unfledged baron!--Philip was
shocked; pride in his castle had caused him to blaspheme; he had cast a
doubt upon Omnipotence!
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