The Adventurous Simplicissimus: being the description of the Life of a Strange vagabond named Melchior Sternfels von FuchshaimGrimmelshausen, Hans Jakob Christoph von
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The Adventurous Simplicissimus: being the description of the Life of a Strange vagabond named Melchior Sternfels von Fuchshaim
Grimmelshausen, Hans Jakob Christoph von
German fiction -- Translations into English; Thirty Years' War, 1618-1648 -- Fiction
one footboy, two serving-men, whom I equipped well and horsed them
well, and so gained the envy of all the officers.
_Chap. xxxi._: HOW THE DEVIL STOLE THE PARSON'S BACON AND HOW THE
HUNTSMAN CAUGHT HIMSELF
Now must I tell you a story or two of things that happened to me before
I left the dragoons: and though they are trifling, yet are they amusing
to be heard: for I undertook not only great things, but despised not
also small affairs, if only I could be assured that thereby I should
get reputation among the people.
Now my captain was ordered, with fifty odd men on foot, to Schloss
Recklinghausen, and there to carry out a certain design: and as we
thought that before the plan could be carried out we had best hide
ourselves a day or two in the woods, each took with him provision for a
week. But inasmuch as the rich convoy we waited for came not at the
appointed time, our food gave out: and we dared not to steal, for so
had we betrayed ourselves and caused our plan to come to nothing: and
so hunger pressed us sore: moreover, I had in that quarter no good
friends (as elsewhere) to bring me and my men food in secret. And
therefore must we devise other means to line our bellies if we would
not go home empty. My comrade, a journeyman Latinist who had but lately
run from school and enlisted, sighed in vain for the barley soup which
beforetime his parents had served up for his delight, and which he had
despised and left untasted: and as he thought on those meals of old, so
he remembered his school satchel, beside which he had eaten them.
"Ah, brother;" says he to me, "is't not a shame that I have not learned
arts enough to fill my belly now. Brother, I know, _re vera_, if I
could but get to the parson in that village, 'twould provide me with an
excellent convivium." So I pondered on that word awhile and considered
our condition, and because they that knew the country might not leave
the ambush (for they had surely been recognised) while those that were
unknown to the people knew of no chance to steal or buy in secret, I
founded my plan on our student and laid the thing before our captain.
And though 'twas dangerous for him also, yet was his trust in me so
great, and our plight so evil, that he consented. So I changed clothes
with another man, and with my student I shogged off to the said village
and that by a wide circuit, though it lay but half an hour from us: and
coming thither we forthwith knew the house next the church to be the
priest's abode; for 'twas built town-fashion and abutted on the wall
that surrounded the whole glebe. Now I had already taught my comrade
what he should say: for he had yet his worn-out old student's cloak on
him: but I gave myself out for a journeyman painter, as thinking I
could not well be called upon to exercise that art in the village; for
farmers do not often have their houses decorated.
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