I will say nothing of Greek; I should irritate myself too much. The
monks of the Middle Ages were not so very much in the wrong when they
asserted that Greek was an invention of the devil. Lord knows what I
suffered through it. It went better with Hebrew, for I always had a
great predilection for the Jews, although they to this very hour have
crucified my good name; but I never could get so far in Hebrew as my
watch, which had an intimate intercourse with pawnbrokers, and in
consequence acquired many Jewish habits--for instance, it would not
go on Saturday--and learned the holy language, and was subsequently
occupied with its grammar, for often when sleepless in the night I
have to my amazement heard it industriously repeating--_Katal, katalta,
katalki; kittel, kittalta, kittalki; pokat, pokadeti; pikat, pik, pik_.
[Illustration: “MY SCHOOLFELLOWS FOUGHT WITH ESPECIAL VIGOUR.”]
Meanwhile I learned much more German, and that is not such
child’s-play. For we poor Germans, who have already been sufficiently
plagued with soldiers quartered on us, military duties, poll-taxes, and
a thousand other exactions, must needs over and above all this torment
each other with accusatives and datives. I learned much German from the
old Rector Schallmeyer, a brave clerical gentleman, whose _protégé_
I was from childhood. Something of the matter I also learned from
Professor Schram, a man who had written a book on Eternal Peace, and in
whose class my schoolfellows fought with especial vigour.
And while thus dashing on in a breath, and thinking of everything, I
have unexpectedly found myself back among old school stories, and I
avail myself of this opportunity to show you, Madam, that it was not my
fault if I learned so little geography that later in life I could not
make my way in the world. For in those days the French had deranged all
boundaries; every day countries were re-coloured--those which were once
blue suddenly became green, many even blood-red; the old established
rules were so confused and confounded that no devil would recognise
them. The products of the country also changed--chickory and beets
now grew where only hares and hunters running after them were once to
be seen; even the characters of different races changed--the Germans
became pliant, the French paid compliments no longer, the English
ceased making ducks and drakes of their money, and the Venetians
were not subtle enough; there was promotion among princes, old kings
obtained new uniforms, new kingdoms were cooked up and sold like hot
cakes; many potentates, on the other hand, were chased from house and
home, and had to find some new way of earning their bread, while others
went at once at a trade, and manufactured, for instance, sealing-wax,
or--Madam, this sentence must be brought to an end, or I shall be out
of breath--in short, it is impossible in such times to advance far in
geography.
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