Translations from the German (Vol 3 of 3): Tales by Musæus, Tieck, RichterCarlyle, Thomas
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Translations from the German (Vol 3 of 3): Tales by Musæus, Tieck, Richter
Carlyle, Thomas
German fiction -- Translations into English
"Why, that is quite a miserable place," replied the mother; "for many
years it has been nothing but a lumber-room."
"But it is splendidly repaired," said Leopold; "and our friend, for whom
it is intended, does not mind such matters, he desires nothing but our
love. Besides, he has no wife, and likes to be alone; it is the very
place for him. We have had enough of trouble in persuading him to come,
and show himself again among his fellow-creatures."
"Not your dismal conjuror and gold-maker, certainly?" cried Agatha.
"No other," said the bridegroom, "if you will still call him so."
"Then do not let him, mother," said the sister. "What should a man like
that do here? I have seen him on the street with Leopold, and I was
positively frightened at his face. The old sinner, too, almost never
goes to church; he loves neither God nor man; and it cannot come to good
to bring such infidels under the roof, on a solemnity like this. Who
knows what may be the consequence!"
"To hear her talk!" said Leopold, in anger. "Thou condemnest without
knowing him; and because the cut of his nose does not please thee, and
he is no longer young and handsome, thou concludest him a wizard, and a
servant of the Devil."
"Grant a place in your house, dear mother," said the bridegroom, "to our
old friend, and let him take a part in our general joy. He seems, my
dear Agatha, to have endured much suffering, which has rendered him
distrustful and misanthropic; he avoids all society, his only exceptions
are Leopold and myself. I owe him much; it was he that first gave my
mind a good direction; nay, I may say, it is he alone that has rendered
me perhaps worthy of my Julia's love."
"He lends me all his books," continued Leopold; "and, what is more, his
old manuscripts; and what is more still, his money, on my bare word. He
is a man of the most christian turn, my little sister. And who knows,
when thou hast seen him better, whether thou wilt not throw off thy
coyness, and take a fancy to him, ugly as he now appears to thee?"
"Well, bring him to us," said the mother; "I have had to hear so much of
him from Leopold already, that I have a curiosity to be acquainted with
him. Only you must answer for it, that I cannot lodge him better."
Meantime strangers were announced. They were members of the family, the
married daughters, and the officer; they had brought their children with
them. The good old lady was delighted to behold her grandsons; all was
welcoming, and joyful talk; and Leopold and the bridegroom, having also
given and received their greeting, went away to seek their ancient
melancholic friend.
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