The Automaton Ear, and Other SketchesMcLandburgh, Florence
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The Automaton Ear, and Other Sketches
McLandburgh, Florence
American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
It happened I had been lecturing before a class of medical students in
one of our colleges upon the relation of mind to body, and it occurred
to me that this crib-tender might prove an illustration of my theory.
His mind would have afforded it an opportunity to prey upon itself, and
might become perverted. Under certain circumstances the mental exerts an
influence over the physical system, aside from the voluntary volition of
the will, and it frequently transpires that what is mere illusion in the
spiritual nature appears a reality to the material, so closely are the
two linked together.
My interest being awakened, I secretly determined that I would try to
discover who accepted this situation, and notice, if possible, what
effect it would produce upon the keeper. Some time later I learned that
the above advertisement had been answered the same day (the exact date I
can not remember) by a German, one Gustav Stahlmann, who presented
himself at the address indicated, and applied for the situation. After a
slight examination he proved satisfactory in every respect. His
recommendations were of the highest kind and bore testimony to his
strict integrity and upright character.
The position was accordingly offered to him, provided he would be
willing to comply with certain conditions. First, that in accepting it
he would bind himself to remain in the situation at least two years;
and, secondly, that during that period, he would upon no occasion or
pretense whatever, leave the crib. He manifested little hesitation in
assenting to these requirements, as the salary was good, and an
opportunity afforded for resting from the severe labor to which he had
been accustomed.
All necessary arrangements were completed, and upon the following day,
with his dog for the sole companion of his future home, he had been
taken out and instructed in the duties of his office. These were few and
light, consisting mainly of attention to the water-gates of the tunnel,
opening and closing them as required, and removing any obstructions
which might clog their action. At night he was to trim and light the
lamp which had been placed on the apex of the roof as a warning to
passing vessels. This was all; the remainder of the time lay at his own
disposal. A boy might readily have accomplished this labor, and he
congratulated himself upon his good luck in securing so easy a
berth—one, too, which yielded a good income.
The first time I saw Stahlmann myself was soon after he had accepted the
situation. If I recollect rightly, he told me he had been a month on the
Crib. I had rowed myself out from the foot of Twelfth Street in a small
boat.
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