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Ebers, Georg, 1837-1898

"Stories by Foreign Authors: Scandinavian"


August was in despair about my table, my chair, my bed, and so on.
It was with difficulty that I withheld him from cudgelling the
host who would take money for such a hole. I was obliged to
satisfy him with the most holy assurances, that on the following
day I would remove without delay. "But tell him," prayed August,
"before you pay him, that he is a villain, a usurer, a cheat, a--
or if you like, I will--"
"No, no; heaven defend us!" interrupted I, "be quiet, and let me
only manage."
After my young friend had left me, I passed several happy hours in
thinking on the change in my fate, and inwardly thanking God for
it. My thoughts then rambled to the parsonage; and heaven knows
what fat oxen and cows, what pleasure grounds, with flowers,
fruits, and vegetables, I saw in spirit surrounding my new
paradise, where my Eve walked by my side, and supported on my arm;
and especially what an innumerable crowd of happy and edified
people I saw streaming from the church when I had preached. I
baptized, I confirmed, I comforted my beloved community in the
zeal and warmth of my heart--and forgot only the funerals.
Every poor clergyman who has received a living, every mortal,
especially to whom unexpectedly a long-cherished wish has been
accomplished, will easily picture to himself my state.
Later in the night it sunk at last like a veil before my eyes, and
my thoughts fell by degrees into a bewilderment which exhibited on
every hand strange images.


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