The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern Story — John Shaqi
The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern StoryCervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
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The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern Story
Cervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Voyages and travels -- Fiction
"I asked him what hour it might be, for it appeared to me the night
was long, and the day slow in coming. He told me, that the year in
these countries was divided into four parts; three months of total
night, when the sun never shone upon the earth at all; and three months
of twilight, neither night nor day; there were also three months
of perpetual day, when the sun was never hid, and three more of a
night twilight; that the present season was the day twilight, and it
was a vain hope to look for the light of the sun; and that it would
be equally hopeless to look for a return to my own country, except
during the season when it was always day, at which time ships sailed
from these parts to England, France, and Spain, with various sorts of
merchandise. He asked me if I knew of any way of gaining my bread, till
the time should arrive when I could hope to return home to my own land.
I told him I was a dancer, and a wonderful man for cutting capers, and
that I knew a good many sleight of hand tricks. The man laughed aloud,
and told me that these exercises, or employments, or whatever I was
pleased to call them, would not avail me much, in Norway, or in any of
these parts. He asked me if I knew what a goldsmith's business was. I
told him I had skill to learn anything he could teach me.
"'Then come along brother,' said he, 'but first, let us go and bury
this miserable creature.'
"We did so, and then he took me to a city where all the inhabitants
walked about the streets, carrying lighted pine-branches in their
hands, and so transacting the business of daily life. As we went along
I enquired how and when he had come to this country, and if he really
was Italian. He replied that one of his ancestors had married and
settled here, having come to transact some important business, and
that he had taught all his children his native language, and so it had
descended to all his posterity until it had reached him, who was one
of his cousins four times removed.... I could tell you much of the
house where I was received, of the wife and children I found there, and
servants of whom he had many, of his immense possessions, of the kind
and hospitable reception I met with, but it would be to go on for ever;
enough to tell you briefly that I learned his business, and in the
space of a few months, could gain my own livelihood.
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