THE MYSTERIOUS STRANGER [Illustration: ESELDORF WAS A PARADISE FOR US BOYS] THE MYSTERIOUS STRANGER A ROMANCE BY MARK TWAIN WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY N. C. WYETH [Illustration] HARPER & BROTHERS PUBLISHERS NEW YORK AND LONDON THE MYSTERIOUS STRANGER Copyright, 1916, by Harper & Brothers Printed in the United States of America Published October, 1916 ILLUSTRATIONS ESELDORF WAS A PARADISE FOR US BOYS _Frontispiece_ THE LIGHTNING BLAZED OUT FLASH UPON FLASH AND SET THE CASTLE ON FIRE _Facing p._ 20 ON THE FOURTH DAY COMES THE ASTROLOGER FROM HIS CRUMBLING OLD TOWER “ 38 MARGET WAS CHEERFUL BY HELP OF WILHELM MEIDLING “ 60 THE ASTROLOGER EMPTIED THE WHOLE OF THE BOWL INTO THE BOTTLE “ 74 THERE WAS A SOUND OF TRAMPING OUTSIDE AND THE CROWD CAME SOLEMNLY IN “ 108 “LIFE ITSELF IS ONLY A VISION, A DREAM” “ 148 THE MYSTERIOUS STRANGER CHAPTER I It was in 1590--winter. Austria was far away from the world, and asleep; it was still the Middle Ages in Austria, and promised to remain so forever. Some even set it away back centuries upon centuries and said that by the mental and spiritual clock it was still the Age of Belief in Austria. But they meant it as a compliment, not a slur, and it was so taken, and we were all proud of it. I remember it well, although I was only a boy; and I remember, too, the pleasure it gave me. Yes, Austria was far from the world, and asleep, and our village was in the middle of that sleep, being in the middle of Austria. It drowsed in peace in the deep privacy of a hilly and woodsy solitude where news from the world hardly ever came to disturb its dreams, and was infinitely content. At its front flowed the tranquil river, its surface painted with cloud-forms and the reflections of drifting arks and stone-boats; behind it rose the woody steeps to the base of the lofty precipice; from the top of the precipice frowned a vast castle, its long stretch of towers and bastions mailed in vines; beyond the river, a league to the left, was a tumbled expanse of forest-clothed hills cloven by winding gorges where the sun never penetrated; and to the right a precipice overlooked the river, and between it and the hills just spoken of lay a far-reaching plain dotted with little homesteads nested among orchards and shade trees. The whole region for leagues around was the hereditary property of a prince, whose servants kept the castle always in perfect condition for occupancy, but neither he nor his family came there oftener than once in five years. When they came it was as if the lord of the world had arrived, and had brought all the glories of its kingdoms along; and when they went they left a calm behind which was like the deep sleep which follows an orgy.