Through Night to Light: A NovelSpielhagen, Friedrich
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Through Night to Light: A Novel
Spielhagen, Friedrich
Fiction
"After the coffee we strolled about in the forest--in groups, by pairs,
as accident and inclination brought it about. I had followed Leonora,
who was gathering a bunch of wild-flowers. I helped her, although I did
not know much of these things, and was often laughed at by the teasing
girls on account of my odd selection. She however became more and more
silent the deeper we went into the wood and the further we left the
others behind. As she became more silent and anxious, I grew more
animated and pressing. Her silence and the blush on her cheeks told me
what I had long since desired in secret, what I had prayed heaven to
grant me, and what I had yet never hoped to obtain.
"Then we stepped out upon this clearing. The same mountains which are
there lying before us looked as blue to us, and the same sun which
looks down from heaven now poured a dazzling light lavishly down upon
us. And the golden light shone brightly on her dark, curling hair, and
played upon her round, white shoulders; and here, on this very place,
we fell into each other's arms and swore each other eternal love, amid
hot kisses and hot tears.
"The stump on which I am now sitting was then a tall, slender, powerful
pine-tree, and I was young and slender, and full of exuberant strength.
The tree has been cut down and burnt in the fire; I--I have become what
I am----"
Berger paused and stirred up the moss at his feet with his cane. Oswald
looked with reverence at the unfortunate man; but he dared not speak,
nor even seize Berger's hand, which was listlessly hanging down by his
side. Lofty calmness rested on Berger's face; not a gesture betrayed
what was going on in his heart; but he did not look like one who
requires sympathy or expects sympathy.
"Not at once," he suddenly continued--"the strength within me was great
and could only be broken by piecemeal. I spoke, after our return home,
to the old gentleman; he liked me and was heartily glad to see our
affection. A few days later I returned to the University in order to
resume my studies, which the war had interrupted. I studied with
increasing diligence, for my thirst of knowledge was hardly less of an
incentive than my desire to be able as soon as possible to carry
Leonora home with me as my wife. I therefore went only rarely to
Fichtenau, and then stayed only a short time to sun myself in Leonora's
love, and to return to my work with new courage and new strength. But I
had another lady-love, whom I worshipped with no less ardor--Liberty. I
shared that passion with many other noble young men. We did not mean to
have shed our blood on the battlefields in vain; we were not willing to
become the prey of so many jackals and wolves, after we had
successfully overcome a lion. But the jackals were on their guard, and
the wolves broke in our fold.
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