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
With immeasurable joy the treasure-digger took possession of the
shapeless Spanish pieces, which, with a vast multitude of other finer
coins, the iron chest had faithfully preserved. When the first
intoxication of delight had in some degree evaporated, he bethought him
how the treasure was to be transported, safe and unobserved, into the
narrow alley. The burden was too heavy to be carried without help; thus,
with the possession of riches, all the cares attendant on them were
awakened. The new Croesus found no better plan, than to intrust his
capital to the hollow trunk of a tree that stood behind the garden, in a
meadow: the empty chest he again buried under the rose-bush, and
smoothed the place as well as possible. In the space of three days, the
treasure had been faithfully transmitted by instalments from the hollow
tree into the narrow alley; and now the owner of it thought he might
with honour lay aside his strict incognito. He dressed himself with the
finest; had his Prayer displaced from the church; and required, instead
of it, "a Christian Thanksgiving for a Traveller, on returning to his
native town, after happily arranging his affairs." He hid himself in a
corner of the church, where he could observe the fair Meta, without
himself being seen; he turned not his eye from the maiden, and drank
from her looks the actual rapture, which in foretaste had restrained him
from the break-neck somerset on the Bridge of the Weser. When the
Thanksgiving came in hand, a glad sympathy shone forth from all her
features, and the cheeks of the virgin glowed with joy. The customary
greeting on the way homewards was so full of emphasis, that even to the
third party who had noticed them, it would have been intelligible.
Franz now appeared once more on the Exchange; began a branch of trade
which in a few weeks extended to the great scale; and as his wealth
became daily more apparent, Neighbour Grudge, the scandal-chewer, was
obliged to conclude, that in the cashing of his old debts, he must have
had more luck than sense. He hired a large house, fronting the Roland,
in the Market-place; engaged clerks and warehousemen, and carried on his
trade unweariedly. Now the sorrowful populace of parasites again
diligently handled the knocker of his door; appeared in crowds, and
suffocated him with assurances of friendship, and joy-wishings on his
fresh prosperity; imagined they should once more catch him in their
robber claws. But experience had taught him wisdom; he paid them in
their own coin, feasted their false friendship on smooth words, and
dismissed them with fasting stomachs; which sovereign means for scaring
off the cumbersome brood of pickthanks and toadeaters produced the
intended effect, that they betook them elsewhither.
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