The wanderings and fortunes of some German emigrantsGerstäcker, Friedrich
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The wanderings and fortunes of some German emigrants
Gerstäcker, Friedrich
Germany -- Emigration and immigration -- Fiction; Immigrants -- Fiction
"The devil take this _pious_ Philadelphia!" he exclaimed, indignantly;
"they keep Sundays here so strictly, that one daren't so much as peel an
apple, and yet all the while there they sit in their rocking-chairs, and
calculate and plan, how they shall cheat each other next day. Heaven
alone knows all the sects that crawl about here; there are Quakers and
methodists, baptists, presbyterians, Millerites, Schulzerites, and
Meierites, and Heaven knows what other names the fellows have! A shudder
comes over me when I see the gang of thieves, cutting about in
snuff-coloured suits."
"But the quakers are very plainly dressed," said Werner, taking up their
cause; "indeed, 'tis a part of their religion to attire themselves in as
quiet a manner as possible."
"Certainly," exclaimed Buchenberg; "but is it not strange that they
should dress themselves up in a costume which everybody else has long
since ceased to wear? The women, too, don't they just coquette in an
alarming manner from under their black sun-bonnets of such a very pious
cut! Well, then, the town itself!" continued the little man, who had
just got into train, "this regularity at last becomes quite unbearable,
and one dare not go abroad without a compass. If you inquire of any one
in the streets which way you are to get to so-and-so, they don't answer
you as reasonable people in other reasonable places would answer: 'You
go down yonder, then take the first turning on the right or left as the
case may be, go through that street, and then through such another
street to the place you wish for;' oh lord, no!--if you ask a
Philadelphian your way to ever so near a place, he says directly: 'Oh,
you can't miss it; you go from here three streets south, then you turn
westward till you come to the fourth, then again two streets south, and
it's to the east the third house on the north side.' Now I'll appeal to
anybody, isn't it enough to drive one wild?"
"Why, the points of the compass are easily remembered," said Helldorf,
with a smile.
"It happened just the same with me," Werner declared.
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