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
Now when I was brought before the Governor he asked me whence I came. I
said I knew not. Then said he again "Whither wilt thou?" and again I
answered, "I know not." "What the devil dost thou know, then?" says he,
"What is thy business?" I answered as before, I knew not. He asked,
"Where dost thou dwell?" and as I again answered I knew not, his
countenance was changed, I know not whether from anger or astonishment.
But inasmuch as every man is wont to suspect evil, and specially the
enemy being in the neighbourhood, having just, as above narrated,
captured Gelnhausen and therein put to shame a whole regiment of
dragoons, he agreed with them that held me for a traitor or a spy, and
ordered that I should be searched. But when he learned from the
soldiers of the watch that this was already done, and nothing more
found on me than the book there present which they delivered to him, he
read a line or two therein and asked who had given me the book. I
answered it was mine from the beginning: for I had made it and written
it. Then he asked, "Why upon birch-bark?" I answered, because the bark
of other trees was not fitted therefore. "Thou rascal," says he, "I ask
why thou didst not write on paper." "Oh!" I answered him, "we had none
in the wood." The governor asked, "Where, in what wood?" And again I
paid him in my old coin and said I did not know. Then the governor
turned to some of his officers that waited on him and said, "Either
this is an arch-rogue, or else a fool: and a fool he cannot be, that
can write so well." And as he spake, he turned over the leaves to shew
them my fine handwriting, and that so sharply that the hermit's letter
fell out: and this he had picked up, while I turned pale, for that I
held for my chiefest treasure and holy relic. That the Governor noted
and conceived yet greater suspicion of treason, specially when he had
opened and read the letter, "for," says he, "I surely know this hand
and know that it is written by an officer well known to me: yet can I
not remember by whom." Also the contents seemed to him strange and not
to be understood: for he said, "This is without doubt a concerted
language, which none other can understand save him to whom it is
imparted." Then asking me my name, when I said Simplicissimus, "Yes,
yes," says he, "thou art one of the right kidney. Away, away: put him
at once in irons, hand and foot."
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