The Strand Magazine, Vol. 17, No. 97, January to June 1899: An Illustrated MonthlyVarious
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The Strand Magazine, Vol. 17, No. 97, January to June 1899: An Illustrated Monthly
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English literature -- Periodicals; Short stories, English -- Periodicals
"Five or six years before the revolution of 1789, a young doctor of
Pirmesans, called Christian Weber, went to St. Domingo to seek his
fortune. He had been very successful, and was about to retire, when the
revolt of the negroes occurred. Happily he escaped the massacre, and
was able to save part of his fortune. He travelled for a time in South
America, and about the period of which I speak, returned to Pirmesans,
and bought the house and what remained of the practice of Dr. Haselnoss.
"Dr. Christian Weber brought with him an old negress called Agatha; a
very ugly old woman, with a flat nose, and enormous lips. She always
enveloped her head in a sort of turban of the most startling colours;
and wore rings in her ears which reached to her shoulders. Altogether
she was such a singular-looking creature, that the mountaineers came
from miles around just to look at her.
"The doctor himself was a tall, thin man, invariably dressed in a
blue swallow-tailed coat and leather breeches. He talked very little,
his laugh was dry and nervous, and his habits most eccentric. During
his wanderings he had collected a number of insects of almost every
species, and seemed to be much more interested in them than in his
patients. In his daily rambles among the mountains he often found
butterflies to add to his collection, and these he brought home pinned
to the lining of his hat.
"Dr. Weber, Mr. Fritz, was my cousin and my guardian, and directly he
returned to Germany he took me from school, and settled me with him
at Spinbronn. Agatha was a great friend of mine, though at first she
frightened me, but she was a good creature, knew how to make the most
delicious sweets, and could sing the most charming songs.
"Sir Thomas and Dr. Weber were on friendly terms, and spent long hours
together talking of subjects beyond my comprehension--of transmission
of fluids, and mysterious things which they had observed in their
travels. Another mystery to me was the singular influence which the
doctor appeared to have over the negress, for though she was generally
particularly lively, ready to be amused at the slightest thing, yet she
trembled like a leaf if she encountered her master's eyes fixed upon
her.
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