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
But what splendour, exceeding anything they had imagined, met their eyes
in the broad and handsome streets which they wandered through; what
gold, and silver, and costly stuffs, gleamed in all the windows and
shops; they could not gaze enough, and stopped continually at
newly-discovered beauties with fresh astonishment. But they were
particularly delighted with the number of small two-wheeled trucks,
drawn about the streets by men, full of the finest pine-apples,
cocoanuts, and oranges; and no sooner did the brewer learn that a
pine-apple (which, in Germany, as he had heard, would cost a couple of
dollars) might be bought here for as many groats, than he bargained for
a whole armfull; the others were not behindhand, and they filled the
vacuum which the dinner had left in their stomachs with fruit.
The little tailor, on the other hand, could not get over his
astonishment at the number of clothes'-shops, for in some streets every
third house seemed to be a tailor's workshop; when stopping suddenly
before one of these, as if petrified, he stared at a small shield, upon
which there was this notice, both in English and German, "Five hundred
Journeymen wanted."
"Hallo!" he cried, "that's what I call a master. But by this and by
that, he must pay good wages, if he can employ so many people! Hark ye,
I'll go in and try."
"What are you going to be at inside, then, Meier?" asked Schmidt, of the
tailor; "haven't you engaged to go with us, and actually paid for your
share of the new farm?"
"Oh, that be hanged!" said the tailor; "if I could get work at such a
master's, I should be much better off."
"That don't signify," said the brewer; "your word is your word, and you
must come with us! Who else is to sew all our clothes?"
"Well," said the tailor, "but if brilliant prospects should present
themselves to me here, the Committee would surely allow me to accept
them; for to remain all one's life a poor journeyman tailor----"
"All that don't matter," replied the brewer; "you've paid your deposit,
and go you must! This was the object of having all the articles written
down, in order that, afterwards, nobody might do as they pleased."
"At all events, I'll ask the question," cried the little fellow,
quickly; "a question can't hurt, and perhaps it may be of use
hereafter."
With these words he walked in, accompanied by the others, who were
curious to see the interior of such a shop, and he was not a little
astonished to find the master a German, and moreover an Israelite, who
in very polite terms asked him what he wanted, and what articles he
would allow him to show him?
"Oh!" said the little man, rather abashed; "I'm only a
tailor--and--should like to inquire after work; you have given notice
outside that five hundred----"
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