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
Add to this, the consciousness of having a human corpse in the room, and
of the presence of the still, motionless figure of the young man, who,
so long as he sat by the bed-side of his wife, had betrayed no more sign
of life than did the dead body by whose side he watched, and whose hand
he probably was still, as before, holding in his own.
At last, at last, the first faint glimmer of dawn broke through the
cracks of the hut; the grey firmament, so far as the narrow clearing of
the wood allowed it to be seen, showed itself lighter and lighter, and
the wet foliage rustled and shook more loudly and violently to the
morning salute of passing gusts of wind.
Wild, strange, unearthly sounds were heard, at the same time, from
without, so that the women started with fright, and huddled closer
together, in order, united, to meet with more heart the terrors, which
appeared the more awful because they could neither assign to them form
or shape.
With the dawn, too, the mosquitoes became unbearable; they attacked in
swarms the unfortunate strangers, whose sweet blood appeared to be
particularly palatable to them,[9] and no handkerchief wrapped round, no
mantle, no veil, could any longer protect them from their innumerable
and painful stings; for they searched about, and did not rest, until,
somewhere or other on the body they found an unprotected spot, into
which they might bury their insatiable little trunks.
It now became lighter and lighter[10] in the little space, and every
moment they recognised more distinctly the details of their anything but
pleasant environs.
So this was a log-house! Wind and weather found free access on all
sides,[11] and even the roof, to which they could look up unimpeded by
any ceiling, allowed the rain, which beat down in wild, stormy streams,
to come through in large drops. As to household utensils, the dwelling
scarcely contained any; at least, none which they could distinguish in
the dawning light. The bed, covered with the white mosquito curtains,
and supporting the corpse, beside which the young woodsman still sat,
silent and motionless, and some rough seats, on which a portion of the
settlers had placed themselves, were the only furniture of the forest
home.
The settlers had, meanwhile, passed the long melancholy hours in very
various and strange groups and positions. It must doubtless have been
most difficult for the members of Hehrmann's family to bear their
hardships without a complaint, without a murmur; for, accustomed from
childhood to the pleasant conveniences of life, and hitherto withdrawn
from the discomforts to which others had been exposed during the whole
voyage, they had no idea, except from the first few nights in the
steerage, of such a situation or such sufferings. Quietly and
uncomplainingly the tender beings clung to the husband and the father,
who folded them in his arms, and tried to protect them with his cloak
from cold, and wet, and mosquitoes.
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