The Breaking of the Storm, Vol. III.Spielhagen, Friedrich
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The Breaking of the Storm, Vol. III.
Spielhagen, Friedrich
Fiction
But the prudent Norberg was careful not to stake the issue of his
well-considered speech by another impromptu. He spoke again in the
flowery language in which he had begun, of the "Heavy hammer of
Strength," which the master he honoured could wield better than any
other; of the indefatigable "Pincers of Energy," with which he held
fast to plans that he had once made; even of the "Bellows of strong
breathing Courage," which ever renewed in his own breast and in the
hearts of his fellow-workmen the flame of inspiration which belongs to
all creative power. Provided with these tools, and gifted with these
qualities, it had been possible for the master to attain to this
imposing result; to carry through his vast plans in spite of the
indifference of the public, in spite of the ignorant opposition of the
authorities; to make new roads for trade, convenient ways for commerce,
towards the completion of which he was now working, it might reasonably
be hoped not in vain, in spite of all and everything. Lastly, as the
keystone of the edifice of his fortune, or to keep to his simile, "as
the last link in the long chain of famous works which he has forged, to
erect this house, which he has made so great, so splendid, not for
himself, for he is the most retiring of men, but for his friends, whom
he has assembled around him to-day in hundreds, as representatives of
the remaining thousands, and who may now prove their representative
powers by three times three, as from the thousands, for the brave,
disinterested Schmidt, the smith of his own fortune."
The company acceded to the invitation, some from conviction, the
majority excited by wine, not a few out of mere politeness, with loud
hurrahs, accompanied by a noisy flourish from the band, while the
speaker descended from his chair and received, with proud modesty, the
thanks of his host and the congratulations of the guests. He had
surpassed himself to-day; he had been magnificent, it was only a pity
and a shame that he had not given it stronger to Lasker, who really had
deserved more.
"I do not think he will be too pleased as it is," answered Herr Norberg
complacently; "but now, Schmidt, old boy, up with you! You can't help
yourself!"
"No, you can't help yourself!" chimed in the guests; "up with you! fire
away!"
"But, gentlemen," exclaimed Philip, "after such a speech! Let me have a
few minutes to think at least."
"It won't do you any good!" said Herr Norberg encouragingly and
patronisingly, "I know all about it! Improvise as I did, it always
answers best."
"If you think----"
"Silence! listen! don't you see?"
The tall, broad-shouldered man who now stood on the chair was visible
enough; and as his appearance in that place was already expected, there
ensued at any rate sufficient quiet to enable him to begin with a
certain amount of dignity.
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