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 sire of Money, Interest, Ease, or some such Principles of our Actions; and further, desir'd his Companions to consider how heartily the most profess'd and ardent Lovers hated one another in the End of their Acquaintance. The Hedgehog affirm'd, that there was such a Thing as Love, tho' not in the strictest Sense, that is, that one Person alone can be the Object of the Desires of another; and argued likewise from Experience, that he had a Dozen Mistresses at one Time, not one of which he lov'd above another: But it was his throwing down Apples in an Orchard, and then rolling himself among them, to make them stick to his Sides, that first made him be of this Opinion. The Porcupine was of his Opinion, with a Distinction, that is, that one may love a great many, tho' not in the same instant, and that if a Man should chance to meet two or three of his Beloved in one Place, and at one Time, he must love none of them for that Time, because his Love is divided, tho' he could murder himself for any one of them, consider'd separately from the rest; and for Proof of this he swore, that he would kill himself the next Day, if the first of his Charmers which he met did not use him kindly. He then call'd for a Dish of Coffee, and shot a Quill at the Wench who brought it to him; and, to confirm his Doctrine, lov'd her for half a Night, till her Master was getting up. The Clock struck, and the learned Assembly, for Reasons best known to themselves, departed. I am not well able to determine the Cause of this Company's talking of Love in a Coffee-House, unless it be that they were tir'd with Politicks, and, for Relaxation of their Minds, design'd to discourse of a softer Subject. As soon as they were gone, we began to think of the Play-House, and Tckbrff told me, that it would be proper to go thither early, that we might get a convenient Seat, for he believ'd that the House


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 vealed as an earlier power in the process of self-construction.

Bearing then this in mind, that intelligence is a self-developement, not a quality supervening to a substance, we may abstract from all degree, and for the purpose of philosophie construction reduce it to kind, under the idea of an indestructible power with two opposite and counteracting forces, which, by a metaphor borrowed from astronomy, we may call the centrifugal and centripedal forces. The intelligence in the one tends to objectize itself, and in the other to know itself in the object. It will be hereafter my business to construct by a series of intuitions the progressive schemes, that must follow from such a power with such forces, till I arrive at the fulness of the human intelligence. For my present purpose, I assume such a power as my principle, in order to deduce from it a faculty, the generation, agency, and application of which form the contents of the ensuing chapter.

In a preceding page I have justified the use of technical terms in philosophy, whenever they tend to preclude confusion of thought, and

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 when they assist the memory by the exclusive singleness of their meaning more than they may, for a short time, bewilder the attention by their strangeness. I trust, that I have not extended this privilege beyond the grounds on which I have claimed it; namely, the conveniency of the scholastic phrase to distinguish the kind from all degrees, or rather to express the kind with the abstraction of degree, as for instance multeity instead of multitude; or secondly, for the sake of correspondence in sound in interdependent or antithetical terms, as subject and object; or lastly, to avoid the wearying recurrence of circumlocutions and definitions. Thus I shall venture to use potence, in order to express a specific degree of a power, in imitation of the Algebraists. I have even hazarded the new verb potenziate with its derivatives in order to express the combination or transfer of powers. It is with new or unusual terms, as with privileges in courts of justice or legislature; there can be no legitimate privilege, where there already exists a positive law adequate to the purpose; and when there is no law in existence, the privilege is to be justified by its accordance with the end, or final cause, of all law. Unusual and new coined words are doubtless an evil; but vagueness, confusion, and imperfect conveyance of our thoughts, are far greater. Every system, which is under


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8 himself, and his disciples who conversed with him on earth, instead of authorizing by their example the most minute observances of the Mosaic law, would have published to the world the abolition of those useless and obsolete ceremonies, without suffering Christianity to remain during so many years obscurely confounded among the sects of the Jewish church. Arguments like these appear to have been used in the defence of the expiring cause of the Mosaic law; but the industry of our learned divines has abundantly explained the ambiguous language of the Old Testament, and the ambiguous conduct of the apostolic teachers. It was proper gradually to unfold the system of the gospel, and to pronounce, with the utmost caution and tenderness, a sentence of condemnation so repugnant to the inclination and prejudices of the believing Jews.

The history of the church of Jerusalem affords a lively proof of the necessity of those precautions, and of the deep impression which the Jewish religion had made on the minds of its sectaries. The first fifteen bishops of Jerusalem were all circumcised Jews; and the congregation over which they presided united the law of Moses with the doctrine of Christ. It was natural that the primitive tradition of a church which was founded only forty days after the death of Christ, and was governed almost as many years under the immediate inspection of his apostle, should be received as the standard of orthodoxy. The distant churches very frequently appealed to the authority of their venerable Parent, and relieved her distresses by a liberal contribution of alms. But when numerous and opulent societies were established in the great cities of the empire, in Antioch, Alexandria, Ephesus, Corinth, and Rome, the reverence which Jerusalem had inspired to all the Christian colonies insensibly diminished. The Jewish converts, or, as they were afterwards called, the Nazarenes, who had laid the


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 the necessity of using terms not familiarized by the metaphysicks in fashion, will be described as written in an unintelligible style, and the author must expect the charge of having substituted learned jargon for clear conception; while, according to the creed of our modern philosophers, nothing is deemed a clear conception, but what is representable by a distinct image. Thus the conceivable is reduced within the bounds of the picturable. {{lang|la|Hinc patet, quî fiat ut, cum irrepræsentabile et impossibile vulgo ejusdem significatûs habeantur, conceptus tam Continui, quam infiniti, a plurimis rejiciantur, quippe quorum, secundum leges cognitionis intuitivæ, repræsentatio est impossibilis. Quanquam autem harum e non paucis scholis explosarum notionum, præsertim prioris, causam hic non gero, maximi tamen momenti erit monuisse: gravissimo illos errore labi, qui tam perversâ argumentandi ratione utuntur. Quicquid enim repugnat legibus intellectûs et rationis, utique est impossibile; quod autem, cum rationis puræ sit objectum, legibus cognitionis intu itivæ tantummodo non subest, non item. Nam hic dissensus inter fac ultatem sensitivam et intellectualem, (quarum indolem mox exponam) nihil indigitat, nisi, quas mens ab intellectu accerptas fert ideas abstractas, illas in concreto exequi et in Intuitus commutare'sæpenumero non posse. Hæc autem reluctantia


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 subjectiva mentitur, ut plurimum, repugnantiam aliquam objectivam, et incautos facile fallit, limitibus, quibus mens humana circum scribitur, pro iis habitis, quibus ipsa rerum essentia continetur. "Hence it is clear, from what cause many reject the notion of the continuous and the infinite. They take, namely, the words irrepresentable and impossible in one and the same meaning; and, according to the forms of sensuous evidence, the notion of the continuous and the infinite is doubtless impossible. I am not now pleading the cause of these laws, which not a few schools have thought proper to explode, especially the former (the law of continuity). But it is of the highest importance to admonish the reader, that those, who adopt so perverted a mode of reasoning, are under a grievous error. Whatever opposes the formal principles of the understanding and the reason is confessedly impossible; but not therefore that, which is therefore not amenable to the forms of sensuous evidence, because it is exclusively an object of pure intellect. For this non-coincidence of the sensuous and the intellectual (the nature of which I shall presently lay open) proves nothing more, but that the mind cannot always adequately represent in the concrete, and transform into distinct images, abstract notions derived from the pure intellect. But this contradiction, which is in itself merely subjective (i.e. an incapacity in the nature of man), too often passes for an incongruity or impossibility in the object (i.e. the notions themselves) and seduce the incautious to mistake the limitations of the human faculties for the limits of things, as they really exist." I take this occasion to observe, that here and elsewhere Kant uses the term intuition, and the verb active (Intueri, germanice Anschauen) for which we have unfortunately no correspondent word, exclusively for that which can be represented in space and time. He therefore consistently and rightly denies the possibility of intellectual intuitions. But as I see no adequate reason for this exclusive sense of the term, I have reverted to its wider signification, authorized by our elder theologians and metaphysicians, according to whom the term comprehends all truths known to us without a medium. Kant de Mundi Sensibilis et Intelligibilis forma et principiis. 1770.


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Page Eight switchgear, 25 feet higher, this arrangement being necessary to keep them well above flood level. Portion of the floor space is allocated for office and telephone equipment, and adjacent to this is a space for carrying out minor repairs. Overhead, and running the full length of the building, is a Morris 4-ton traversing crane, supplied by Messrs. A. D. Riley & Co.

One result of the building of the dam is to create a lake of about 70 acres in extent, and, in order to beautify this, and at the same time provide the Board with poles and other necessary timber, the surrounding country has been acquired and is being planted with suitable trees.

In the construction of the headworks, but not including the road works, it has been necessary to excavate some 24,000 tons of earth and rock, and mix and place some 12,000 tons of reinforced concrete, requiring some 1600 tons of cement and 120 tons of steel.

So far as materials and plant are concerned, it has been the aim of the Board to utilise Now Zealand and British products to the fullest extent.

The power plant consists of two vertical shaft Gordon turbines, of the Francis type, with spiral easing (supplied by Messrs. John Chambers & Son), each driving a 500 k.w. 6600 volt generator, supplied by the British General Electric Company, Britain. The generators are raised some 22 feet above the turbines, so as to be protected from floods, the river in the neighborhood of the power house being in a narrow gorge and subject to a rise in level of some 25 feet during periods of high flood.

The switchgear is of the latest totally-enclosed armoued type, supplied by Messrs. Reyrolle, Ltd., Britain, and is designed to give the utmost safety and relinbility in the operation of the power units, and to control the supply to the transformer station, and to the local country feeder.

In designing the plant, provision has been made to shut down the generating sets automatically should any of the usual contingencies arise, such as the heating of bearings, shortage of water, over-speed or under-speed, or any electrical fault. The station will, therefore, be capable of running without continuous attendance, and will be the largest power station in New Zealand to be so arranged.

Special arrangements have been made to provide for the testing of the machinery and protective devices at any time without in any way affecting the supply to the Board’s area. The station is arranged so as to be readily extended and a third or fourth unit installed, should such be warranted by the increase in load.

The transformer station, which is of the outdoor type, is erected immediately above the power house, and has a capacity of from 1200 te 1500 k.w., with a stand-by transformer unit, and is used to step up the voltage from 6600 to 33,000 volts for transmission to Renwicktown, Blenheim, Seddon, and, at a later date, to Havelock and Picton. The transformers are of Ferranti make, supplied by Messrs. A. D. Riley & Co., Ltd., and the switchgear and lightning and other protective apparatus of G.E. make, supplied by the National Electrical and Engineering Co., Ltd.

The transformer station, as well as the sub-stations at Renwicktown, Blenheim, and Seddon, is built of steel designed and fabricated in New Zealand. Provision is made in all cases for inereasing the capacity of the station.

The main transmission line, from Waihopai to Blenheim, has a length of 23 miles, and is constructed for operation at 33,000 volts. The cable consists of steel-cored aluminium, supplied by the Northern Aluminium Company, Canada, through Messrs. Richardson, McCabe, & Co., and is carried on Ohio brass insulators, supplied by Messrs. Carrick, Wedderspoon, & Co. Ltd. The transmission line to Blenheim is carried on galvanised steel towers, supplied by the Canadian Bridge Company, Canada, through Messrs. Dansey & Company, Auckland, and is capable of transmitting some 4000 horse-power.

At the Renwicktown sub-station provision is made for the future extension of the transmission system, at 33,000 volts, to Havelock. From Blenheim the 33,000 volts transmission line continues on 40-foot concrete poles, to a switching tower erected on Vickerman Road, at which point the linee will branch northwards to Picton, and also to Seddon in the South.

The Seddon line is to be erected principally on 40-foot concrrte poles, with 101-foot sterl towers at the crossing over the Opawa River, to allow for navigation of same. The hilly seetion over the Redwood Pass will also be traversed on steel towers, to avoid the difficulties in transport and erection of concrrte poles on the steep hillsides.

The transmission line wires to Seddon will consist of No. 6 Copperweld, a conductor with a copper welded to a steel core; and the line is designed to carry a heavier conductor should it be required in the future owing to the éxtensive growth of load in the Awatere district and beyond.

At Renwicktown the principal country sub-station is located of a capacity of 375 k.w., with a stand-by provision. The transformers, which were supplied by Messrs. A. D. Riley & Co. hore break down the voltage to 11,000 volts for the supply of the reticulation system to Havelock, Mahakipawa, and Tua Marina.

At Blenheim the principal city sub-station is located, of a capacity of 750 k.w., with a stand-by provision.

The 33,000-v. apparatus in the case of both sub-stations is of G.E. make, supplied by the National Electrical and Engineering Company, Ltd., and the 11,000 or 6600 volt switchgear of Ferguson & Pailin make, supplied by Messrs. A. D. Riley & Co.

The sub-station at Seddon will be a duplicate of that at Renwiektown, and will have provision for a load of 375 k.w.

The reticulation system, so far, is designed to consist of three main zones—the Wairau-Havelock-Tua Marina area, supplied from Renwicktown at 11000 volts; the Blenheim area, including Blenheim and suburbs, supplied from Blenheim at 6600 volts ; and the Southern area, including Ward, Awatere, and the adjacent districts, supplied from Seddon at 11,000 volts. The lines throughout are being erected on concrete poles, made

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Rh foundations of the church, soon found themselves overwhelmed by the increasing multitudes, that from all the various religions of polytheism enlisted under the banner of Christ: and the Gentiles, who, with the approbation of their peculiar apostle, had rejected the intolerable weight of the Mosaic ceremonies, at length refused to their more scrupulous brethren the same toleration which at first they had humbly solicited for their own practice. The ruin of the temple of the city, and of the public religion of the Jews, was severely felt by the Nazarenes; as in their manners, though not in their faith, they maintained so intimate a connection with their impious countrymen, whose misfortunes were attributed by the Pagans to the contempt, and more justly ascribed by the Christians to the wrath, of the Supreme Deity. The Nazarenes retired from the ruins of Jerusalem 18 to the little town of Pella beyond the Jordan, where that ancient church languished above sixty years in solitude and obscurity. They still enjoyed the comfort of making frequent and devout visits to the Holy City, and the hope of being one day restored to those seats which both nature and religion taught them to love as well as to revere. But at length, under the reign of Hadrian, the desperate fanaticism of the Jews filled up the measure of their calamities; and the Romans, exasperated by their repeated rebellions, exercised the rights of victory with unusual rigor. The emperor founded, under the name of Ælia Capitolina, a new city on Mount Sion, to which he gave the privileges of a colony; and denouncing the severest penalties against any of the Jewish people who should dare to approach its precincts, he fixed a vigilant garrison of a Roman cohort to enforce the execution of his orders. The Nazarenes had only one way left to escape the common proscription, and the force of truth was on this occasion assisted by the influence of temporal advantages. They elected Marcus for their bishop, a prelate of the race of


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 Critics, who are most ready to bring this charge of pedantry and unintelligibility, are the most apt to overlook the important fact, that besides the language of words, there is a language of spirits (sermo interior) and that the former is only the vehicle of the latter. Consequently their assurance, that they do not understand the philosophic writer, instead of proving any thing against the philosophy, may furnish an equal, and (cæteris paribus) even a stronger presumption against their own philosophic talent.

Great indeed are the obstacles which an English metaphysician has to encounter. Amongst his most respectable and intelligent judges, there will be many who have devoted their attention exclusively to the concerns and interests of human life, and who bring with them to the perusal of a philosophic system an habitual aversion to all speculations, the utility and application of which are not evident and immediate. To these I would in the first instance merely oppose an authority, which they themselves hold venerable, that of Lord Bacon: non inutiles scientiæ existimande sunt, quarum in se nullus est usus, si ingenia acuant et ordinent.

There are others, whose prejudices are still more formidable, inasmuch as they are grounded in their moral feelings and religious principles,


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 which had been alarmed and shocked by the impious and pernicious tenets defended by Hume, Priestley, and the French fatalists or necessitarians; some of whom had perverted metaphysical reasonings to the denial of the mysteries and indeed of all the peculiar doctrines of christianity; and others even to the subversion of all distinction between right and wrong. I would request such men to consider what an eminent and successful defender of the christian faith has observed, that true metaphysics are nothing else but true divinity, and that in fact the writers, who have given them such just offence, were sophists, who had taken advantage of the general neglect into which the science of logic has unhappily fallen, rather than metaphysicians, a name indeed which those writers were the first to explode as unmeaning. Secondly, I would remind them, that as long as there are men in the world to whom the is an instinct and a command from their own nature, so long will there be metaphysicians and metaphysical speculations; that false metaphysics can be effectually counteracted by true metaphysics alone; and that if the reasoning be clear, solid and pertinent, the truth deduced can never be the less valuable on account of the depth from which it may have been drawn.

A third class profess themselves friendly to me-


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 taphysics, and believe that they are themselves metaphysicians. They have no objection to system or terminology, provided it be the method and the nomenclature to which they have been familiarized in the writings of Locke, Hume, Hartley, Condiliac, or perhaps Dr. Reid, and Professor Stewart. To objections from this cause, it is a sufficient answer, that one main object of my attempt was to demonstrate the vagueness or insufficiency of the terms used in the metaphysical schools of France and Great Britain since the revolution, and that the errors which I propose to attack cannot subsist, except as they are concealed behind the mask of a plausible and indefinite nomenclature.

But the worst and widest impediment still remains. It is the predominance of a popular philosophy, at once the counterfeit and the mortal enemy of all true and manly metaphysical research. It is that corruption, introduced by certain immethodical aphorisming Eclectics, who, dismissing not only all system, but all logical connection, pick and choose whatever is most plausible and showy; who select, what ever words can have some semblance of sense attached to them with out the least expenditure of thought; in short whatever may enable men to talk of what they do not understand, with a careful avoidance of every thing that might awaken them to a moment's suspicion of their


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 ignorance. This alas! is an irremediable disease, for it brings with it, not so much an indisposition to any particular system, but an utter loss of taste and faculty for all system and for all philosophy. Like echoes that beget each other amongst the mountains, the praise or blame of such men rolls in vollies long after the report from the original blunderbuss. Sequacitas est potius et coitio quam consensus: et tamen (quod pessimum est) pusillanimitas ista non sine arrogantiâ et fastidio se offert. Novum Organum.

I shall now proceed to the nature and genesis of the imagination; but I must first take leave to notice, that after a more accurate perusal of Mr. Wordsworth's remarks on the imagination, in his preface to the new edition of his poems, I find that my conclusions are not so consentient with his, as I confess, I had taken for granted. In an article contributed by me to Mr. Southey's Omniana, on the soul and its organs of sense, are the following sentences. "These (the human faculties) I would arrange under the different senses and powers: as the eye, the ear, the touch, &c.; the imitative power, voluntary and automatic; the imagination, or shaping and modifying power; the fancy, or the aggregative and associative power; the understanding, or the regulative, substantiating and realizing power; the speculative reason


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 vis theoretica et scientifica, or the power by which we produce or aim to produce unity, necessity, and universality in all our knowledge by means of principles a priori; the will, or practical reason; the faculty of choice (Germanice, Willkühr) and (distinct both from the moral will and the choice,) the sensation of volition, which I have found reason to include under the head of single and double touch." To this, as far as it relates to the subject in question, namely the words (the aggregative and associative power) Mr. Wordsworth's "only objection is that the definition is too general. To aggregate and to associate, to evoke and combine, belong as well to the imagination as to the fancy." I reply, that if by the power of evoking and combining, Mr. W. means the same as, and no more than, I meant by the aggregative and associative, I continue to deny, that it belongs at all to the imagination; and I am disposed to conjecture, that he has mis-


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 did not look as if it would rather stay there, but pressed close to Moni and felt that it was under the best protection, for Moni had for a long time treated it better and more kindly than its own mother.

But when Moni came near his grandmother’s with Mäggerli on his shoulders, she didn’t know at all what to make of it, and although Moni called from a distance:

“She belongs to me, Grandmother, she belongs to me!” she didn’t understand for some time what he meant. But Moni couldn’t explain to her yet; he ran to the shed, and there right next to Brownie, so that it wouldn’t be afraid, he made Mäggerli a fine, soft bed of fresh straw, and laid it down, saying:

“There, Mäggerli, now sleep well in your new home! You must always have this; every day I will make you a new bed!”

Then Moni came back directly to his wondering grandmother, and while they sat together at their supper, he told her the whole story from the very beginning about his three days so full of trouble, and the happy ending to-day.

The grandmother listened very quietly and attentively and when he came to the end, she said earnestly:

“Moni, you must remember what has happened


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 taken the co-presence of fancy with imagination for the operation of the latter singly. A man may work with two very different tools at the same moment; each has its share in the work, but the work effected by each is distinct and different. But it will probably appear in the next Chapter, that deeming it necessary to go back much further than Mr. Wordsworth's subject required or permitted, I have attached a meaning to both fancy and imagination, which he had not in view, at least while he was writing that preface. He will judge. Would to heaven, I might meet with many such readers. I will conclude with the words of Bishop Jeremy Taylor: he to whom all things are one, who draweth all things to one, and seeth all things in one, may enjoy true peace and rest of spirit. (J. Taylor's .)


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 to you now, as long as you live! While you were having so great trouble with wrong-doing in order to help the little creature, the dear Lord had already found a way to help it and make you happy as soon as you would do what was right in His sight. If you had done right at once, and trusted in God, all would have gone well at first. Now the dear Lord has helped you beyond all you deserved, so that you will not forget it your whole life long.”

“No, I will surely never forget it,” said Moni, eagerly assenting, "and will always truly think, the first thing: I must only do what is right before the dear Lord. He will take care of all the rest.”

But before Moni could lie down to sleep, he had to look into the shed once more, to see if it were really possible that the little kid was lying out there and belonged to him.

Jörgli received the ten francs according to the agreement, but he was not allowed to escape from the affair so easily as that. When he returned to the Bath House, he was brought to the landlord who took the boy by the collar, gave him a good shaking, and said threateningly:

“Jörgli! Jörgli! Don’t you try a second time to bring my whole house into bad repute! If anything like this happens a single time again, you


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 will come out of my house in a way that will not please you! See, up there hangs a very sharp willow rod for such cases. Now go and think this over.”

Moreover, the event had other consequences for the boy. From this time on, if anything was lost anywhere in the Bath House, all the servants immediately exclaimed: “Jörgli from Küblis has it!” and if he came afterwards into the house they all pounced on him together and cried: “Give it here, Jörgli! Out with it!” And if he assured them he had nothing and knew nothing about it, they would all exclaim: “We know you already!” and “You can’t fool us!”

So Jörgli had to endure the most menacing attacks continually, and had hardly a moment’s peace any more, for if he saw any one approaching him, he at once thought he was coming to ask if he had found this or that. So Jörgli was not at all happy, and a hundred times he thought: “If only I had given back that cross immediately! I will never in my whole life keep anything else that doesn’t belong to me.”

But Moni never ceased singing and yodeling, the whole summer long, for there was hardly another human being in the world as happy as he was up there with his goats. Often, however, when he lay stretched out in his contentment on the Pulpit-rock,


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 MAR. 8.

As before.

MAR. 9.

The same. L. shot 15 ducks & 5 cockatoos.

MAR. 10.

Tucker at stone work. A after cattle, L – cleaning guns. Harry (black) shot 9 teal & 6 cockatoos, Self writing.

MAR. 11.

Usual work, preparing for trip to flat.

MAR. 12.

Sunday. Took 2 days to clean flat, & turn her over &c.

MAR. 16.

Returned to W's.

MAR. 17.

Came home.

MAR. 18.

Same as usual, during my absence. Self down to Taylor's to see about repairs of saddle books etc. –

MAR. 19.

Sunday.

MAR. 20.

Two at wall. A with bullocks & self up river looking up cattle and horses; & also to make further examination for sheep station; as this is too dry for lambs; & 8 sheep are now bad from dry feed, & hot weather. Mr. Mount returned


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 from DeGrey with(person named) Mann.

MAR. 21.

Carting stone & at wall, stock hunting &c.

MAR. 22.

Sent sheep up river & took L and A to assist in making fold & hut. Tucker at wall. Mr. Taylor returned from trip – & found a heifer dead in the bush.

MAR. 23.

The same.

MAR. 24.

Tucker finished wall, A working bullocks. L at sheep station.

MAR. 25.

Went with sick sheep in dray to station, H came with ewes & lambs. A after horses Tucker at odd work.

MAR. 26.

Sunday.

MAR. 27.

Horse hunting, found remains of Firefly's foal & 2 rams.

MAR. 28.

Same.

MAR. 29.

Same.

MAR. 30.

F & L - Mount, & Mann left this for the "Ashburton" River also Taylor & party exploring southwards.

MAR. 31.

No change.


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 APRIL. 1.

Carpentering and making up stores for station.

APRIL 2.

Sunday. Went down to "Tien Tsin", when on board, passengers came to me from the "Maria Ross" with directions to assist them.

APRIL 3.to 8.

Landing stores, sheep &c from the "Maria Ross". "Tien Tsin" sailed at 11 p.m. 7th.

APRIL 9.

"Kestrel" arrived.

APRIL 10.

Landing sheep from her.

APRIL 11.

When about to return, heard that Middleton's sheep could not be brought to water, without my assistance, which detained me

APRIL 12.

Mare broke loose & went off with her tether last night self after her; did not find her. Albert carting many people's stores of late. Tucker with ewes and lambs as they required much care; & we have lost many of late, owing heat and drought. Taylor at work at Bay - when T-was cook.

APRIL 13.

Self after mare. A finished carting.


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BY

Mr. JOHN MILTON:

Both ENGLISH and LATIN, &c. Composed at several times.

With a small Tractate of

To Mr. HARTLIB.

LONDON, Printed for ''Tho. Dring at the Blew Anchor next Mitre Court over against Fetter Lane in Fleet-street''. 1673.


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 APRIL 14.

After mare. A came home with team & stores.

APRIL 15.

A. Jacky & self after mare, with 3 horses, foal came to where A was camped with mares & foals.

APRIL 16.

Sunday. Same after mare, found her caught by her rope in rocks in the hills, tracked her up with difficulty she had been 116 hours without water; & was in a very reduced state, bathed her and gave her small drinks, at intervals of 2 hrs 7 some hay.

APRIL 17.

Jeannette being much improved & able to feed, brought her to the "Bullrush" where the feed is green.

APRIL 18.

Went twice to lamb station & docked 94 lambs.

APRIL 19.

Moving stock.

APRIL 20.

Clearing sheep pool etc, mustering ewes & lambs.

APRIL 21.

The same, self to outstation.

APRIL 22.

Same

APRIL 23

Sunday.


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 APRIL 24.

Same.

APRIL 25.

Started with 6 others (who are looking for runs) for "Table Hill" to find fresh runs for sheep.

APRIL 26.

With Mr. Darling examining much country.

APRIL 27.

The same & home.

APRIL 28.

Started shepherd (Connor) with dry sheep; & Lewington with young lambs & ewes. Counted both lots C - 588, from which we drew off 5, leaving 583, & 98 lambs. Lewington's lot was 71 ewes & 54 lambs

APRIL 29.

Started with team & hands to make station for sheep; & take them to place.

APRIL 30.

Sunday. Arrived at camping ground.

MAY 1.

Making yard.

MAY 2.

Finished yard & cut timber for hut. Lewington came up with ewes & young lambs; although I had told him, & sent by A to tell him he was not to move them till I sent for them,


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 sheep came in empty and lambs very tired; as he had driven them much faster than we had the sheep. He found one ewe dead by the way lost by Connor.

MAY 3.

Finished Hut; lams pen etc etc & came home with Tucker at 9 p.m. Lewington caught a fine kangaroo & almost broke his leg. Counted 657 sheep 156 lambs.

MAY 4.

Very ill, but went to Ws to try & get stores, with Mr. Darling who had remained with Taylor at home, while we were all out.

MAY 5.

Returned as far as McCourt's camp.

MAY 6.

Came home early.

MAY 7.

Sunday.

MAY 8.

T. L. & A with team to Bullrush pool, the 2 former to remain & cut rails; & A to go to Middleton with team, for the use of which, he will give me flour.

MAY 9.

All the men out at station and felling rails.

Barque "Douglas" arrived yesterday & I went down to W's at p.m.


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 MAY 10.

Went to Port & helped land stock - left A in charge.

MAY 11.

The same & returned to W's.

MAY 12.

Came home.

MAY 13.

Went to sheep station. Timber cutters came home.

MAY 14.

Sunday. Went to see to goods per "Douglas".

MAY 15.

As McLeod has lost 100 sheep, went in search of them most of the day. 5 were found. put blacks on.

MAY 16.

Came home with Mr Hooley to cut colts.

MAY 17.

Cut 5 colts & branded them & 5 fillies, hurt my hand.

MAY 18.

Out with Hooley to see colts, found them doing well, A after horses. T. raising stone.

MAY 19.

Hearing a large ship the "Warrior" had arrived went to W's. T at stonework A on holiday -

MAY 20.

Went on board "Warrior"at 9 p.m., too dark & too rough to


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 be safe. Light rain at midnight.

MAY 21.

Sunday.

MAY 22.

Assisted with sheep.

MAY 23.

Came home.

MAY 24.

Out to station.

MAY 25.

Docked 70 lambs (44 rams & 26 ewes) Counted flock, made 655 (one short & 1 dead) Brought in horses & came home, as Connor's time is up gave him a few days leave.

MAY 26.

Wrote to Mr. J. Wellard & took letter to W's to post per "Warrior".

MAY 27.

Went to Bay, could not get on board till 9 p.m. very rough & dark.

MAY 28.

Wind bound on board. Sunday.

MAY 29.

Came on shre and lent a hand with sheep & started up with Mr. Broadhurst.


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 MAY 27.

Went with A & bullock team to bring Mrs. Wedge & family up from marsh. got all the bullocks bogged several times.

MAY 28.

Sunday. Went to marsh to give order to Smith in payment for goods bought 27th.

MAY 29.

Went down to Marsh for Mrs. Broadhurst & family with A & team, brought a load up as they had not landed.

MAY 30.

Brought up Mrs. Broadhurst & family.

MAY 30. (obviously intended to be 31)

Loaded for home, but could not find team.

JUNE 1.

Started homewith 2 bullocks. Mount & party here for the night; (They are) en route for Ashburton.

JUNE 2.

As Mount's horses had strayed sent T. & A & native after them, & horses up the river. Sent stores to sheep station &c &c - Tucker quarrying stone & at other work while I was away.

JUNE 3.

Same routine.

JUNE 4.

Sunday.


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THE chiefs of Alwar belong to the Lalawat branch of the Naruka Rajputs whose ancestor, Rao Kalyan Singh, flourished under Jai Singh, the first Mirza Raja of Jaipur, and received from him in jahagir the estate of Macheri about 1671 A.D. His descendant, Pratap Singh, was a man of great vigour, courage and address. He distinguished himself by his valour and tact, and succeeded in establishing an independent state for himself in the latter part of the eighteenth century. He defeated the Jats at Barsana and Dig, and for his gallant services received the title of 'Rao Raja' from the Emperor Shah Alam II. He conquered the fort of Alwar in 1775 A.D. and established his capital there. He died in 1791 A.D.

Pratap Singh was succeeded by his adopted son, Bakhtawar Singh, who completed the conquest of the remaining, territories about Alwar. At the commencement of the Mahratta War, he allied himself with the British, and co-operated with Lord Lake. After the famous battle of Laswari (Nov. 1st, 1803 A.D.), in which the Mahrattas were practically annihilated, a treaty of offensive and defensive alliance was concluded with Bakhtawar Singh on the 14th November 1803 A.D. Bakhtawar Singh died in 1815 A.D., and two claimants to the throne came forward; one was Banni Singh, his nephew and the other Balwant Singh> his illegitimate son. A makeshift arrangement was sanctioned by the Government, according to which Banni Singh was to have the title, while Balwant Singh was to exercise the power. In 1824 A.D. Banni Singh seized the reins of administration and made his cousin a prisoner. He ruled till the year 1 857 A.D. But before that, he proved his loyalty to the British Government by sending some troops and four guns to the assistance of the beleaguered garrison at Agra.

Banni Singh was succeeded by his son, Sheodan Singh, then about twelve years of age. He was found incapable of ruling efficiently, and hence was deprived of his power in the year 1870 A.D. ; he died in 1874 A.D. leaving no legitimate descendant, lineal or adopted. The State consequently escheated to Government, but it was decided to allow the selection of a ruler from the collateral branches of the late chief's family. The choice fell upon Thakur Mangal Singh of Thana, who was accordingly recognised by Government as ruler of Alwar. He was invested with ruling powers in 1877 A.D. Mangal Singh was the first pupil to join the Mayo College at Ajmere; and the first chief to accept the Native Coinage Act of 1876 A.D. In 1885 A.D. he was gazetted an Honorary Lieutenant Colonel in the British Army. In 1886 A.D. he was created a G.C.S.I., and in 1889 A.D. the hereditary title of 'Maharaja' was bestowed upon him. Maharaja Mangal Singh died in the year 1892 A.D. and was succeeded by his only son, Jai Singh, the present Chief, who was invested with powers in 1903 A.D. During his minority the administration was carried on by a council acting under the general supervision of the Political Agent.

The area of the State is 3,141 square miles, the population being 8,28,487 according to the census of 1901 A.D. The total revenue of the State is Rs. 32,00,000.

H. H. Maharaja Sir Sawai Jai Singh Bahadur K.C.S.I. is entitled to a salute of 15 guns.


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Because my old Czech typewriter suffered from a chronic indisposition I was obliged to transliterate certain Czech diacritical marks as was best possible. Below are listed, in parallel columns, the letters in correct Czech form, then the form used in this work, and finally the English pronunciation.

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And the people gave him answer,

Shouted all the handsome people,

“Better lead our guest illustrious,

And conduct our golden beauty

Underneath these famous rafters,

Underneath this roof so handsome.

There is food arranged for eating,

There is drink poured out for drinking,

All the floors have there been dusted,

And the floors been swept most cleanly,

All the women finely dressed them,

In their very finest garments,

Donned their head-dresses the finest,

In their brightest robes arrayed them.”

Then the aged Väinämöinen

Spoke aloud the words which follow:

“O my Otso, O my birdling,

O my charge, with paws of honey,

Still there’s ground for thee to walk on,

And upon the heath to wander.

“Golden one, go forth to wander,

Dear one, range about the country,

Forth to march with sable stockings,

Wander in thy cloth-made trousers,

On the pathway of the titmouse,

And the path where sparrows wander,

Underneath five rafters straying,

Underneath six roof-trees walking.

“Now be careful, luckless woman,

That the herd may not be frightened,

Terrified the little cattle,

Nor the mistress’ calves be frightened,

If the bear approach the homestead,

And his shaggy jaws should seize them.

“Now, ye boys, the porch abandon,

Girls, depart ye from the door-posts,

To the house there comes the hero,

And the pride of men approaches.

“Otso, apple of the forest,

Fair and bulky forest dweller,

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Runo XLVI]

Be not frightened at the maidens,

Fear not the unbraided maidens,

Be not fearful of the women,

They the wearers of the stockings.

All the women of the household,

Quickly round the stove will gather,

When they see the hero enter,

And behold the youth advancing.”

Said the aged Väinämöinen,

“Jumala be gracious to us,

Underneath these famous rafters,

Underneath this roof so handsome.

Whither shall I take my darling,

And shall bring the shaggy creature?”

And the people spoke in answer,

“Hail, all hail to thee who comest!

Thither shall thou bring thy birdling,

Thither take thy golden beauty

To the end of pole of pinewood,

To the end of bench of iron,

That his shaggy coat we gaze on,

And his hair may well examine.

“Be not grieved for this, O Otso,

Neither let it make thee angry,

That we take thy hide an hour,

And thy hair to gaze on always.

For thy hide will not be injured,

And thy hair will not be draggled,

Like the rags of evil people,

Or the clothing of the beggars.”

Then the aged Väinämöinen

From the bear stripped off the bearskin,

On the storehouse floor he laid it,

Put the flesh into the kettles,

Put it in the gilded kettles,

In the copper caldrons placed it.

On the fire the pots arranged he,

In the blaze their sides of copper,

Filled them up, and overfilled them,

With the meat he overfilled them,

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Salt unto the stew he added,

Brought from very distant regions,

From the Saxon land they brought it,

And from distant waters brought it,

Through the Sound of Salt they rowed it,

And they from the ships conveyed it.

When the meat enough was sodden,

From the fire they took the kettles,

And the booty then was carried,

And the crossbill then they carried

Quickly to the long deal table,

In the golden dishes laid it,

Where they sat the mead enjoying,

And the beer they were imbibing.

And of firwood was the table,

And the dishes were of copper,

And the spears were all of silver,

And the knives of gold constructed.

All the plates were overloaded,

Brimming o’er were all the dishes,

With the darling of the forest,

Booty of the golden woodland.

Then the aged Väinämöinen

Spoke aloud the words that follow:

“Comrade old, with golden bosom,

Master thou of Tapio’s household;

Thou of Metsola sweet matron,

Gracious Mistress of the Forest;

Handsome man, the son of Tapio,

Handsome red-capped son of Tapio;

Tellervo, the maid of Tapio;

All the rest of Tapio’s people,

“Come ye to the feast of cattle,

Where the shaggy beast is eaten;

Here is plenty to be eaten,

Here is food and drink abundant,

Here there is enough for storage,

Plenty too, to give the village.”

And the people then responded,

Answered thus the handsome people:

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RV 269 (BUDDENBROOKS) appetite, smoked his short pipe, and squared his shoulders in the English jacket, giving expression to his sense of ease and well-being. In the morning he went to the office at about the same time as Thomas, and sat opposite his brother and Herr Marcus in a revolving arm-chair like theirs. First he read the paper, while he comfortably smoked his morning cigarette. Then he would fetch out an old cognac from his bottom desk drawer, stretch out his arms in order to feel himself free to move, say “Well!” and go to work good-naturedly, his tongue roving about among his teeth. His English letters were extraordinarily able and effective, for he wrote English as he spoke it, simply and fluently, without effort.

He gave expression to his mood in his own way in the family circle.

“Business is really a fine, gratifying calling,” he said. “Respectable, satisfying, industrious, comfortable. I was really born to it—fact! And as a member of the house!—well, I’ve never felt so good before. You come fresh into the office in the morning, and look through the paper, smoke, think about this and that, take some cognac, and then go to work. Comes midday; you eat with your family, take a rest, then to work again. You write, on smooth, good business paper, with a good pen, rule, paper-knife, stamp—everything first-class and all in order. You keep at it, get things done one after the other, and finish up. To-morrow is another day. When you go home to supper, you feel thoroughly satisfied—satisfied in every limb. Even your hands—”

“Heavens, Christian,” cried Tony. “What rubbish! How can your hands feel satisfied?”

“Why, yes, of course—can’t you understand that? I mean—” he made a painstaking effort to express and explain. “You can shut your fist, you see. You don’t make a violent effort, of course, because you are tired from your work. But it isn’t flabby; it doesn’t make you feel irritable.

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RV 270 (BUDDENBROOKS) You have a sense of satisfaction in it; you feel easy and comfortable—you can sit quite still without feeling bored.”

Every one was silent. Then Thomas said in a casual tone, so as not to show that he disagreed: “It seems to me that one doesn’t work for the sake of—” He broke off and did not continue. “At least, I have different reasons,” he added after a minute. But Christian did not hear. His eyes roamed about, sunk in thought; and he soon began to tell a story of Valparaiso, a tale of assault and murder of which he had personal knowledge. “Then the fellow ripped out his knife—” For some reason Thomas never applauded these tales. Christian was full of them, and Madame Grünlich found them vastly entertaining. The Frau Consul, Clara, and Clothilde sat aghast, and Mamsell Jungmann and Erica listened with their mouths open. Thomas used to make cool sarcastic comments and act as if he thought Christian was exaggerating or hoaxing—which was certainly not the case. He narrated with colour and vividness. Perhaps Thomas found unpleasant the reflection that his younger brother had been about and seen more of the world than he! Or were his feelings of repulsion due to the glorification of disorder, the exotic violence of these knife- and revolver-tales? Christian certainly did not trouble himself over his brother’s failure to appreciate his stories. He was always too much absorbed in his narrative to notice its success or lack of success with his audience, and when he had finished he would look pensively or absently about the room.

But if in time the relations between the two brothers came to be not of the best, Christian was not the one who thought of showing or feeling any animosity against his brother. He silently took for granted the pre-eminence of his elder, his superior capacity, earnestness, and respectability. But precisely this casual, indiscriminate acknowledgment irritated Thomas, for it had the appearance of setting no value upon superior capacity, earnestness, or respectability.

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RV 271 (BUDDENBROOKS) head of the firm. Thomas’s feelings were indeed quite justifiable; for unfortunately Christian’s zeal for business visibly decreased, even after the first week, though more after the second. His little preparations for work, which, in the beginning, wore the air of a prolonged and refined anticipation: the reading of the paper, the after-breakfast cigarette, the cognac, began to take more and more time, and finally used up the whole morning. It gradually came about that Christian freed himself largely from the constraint of office hours. He appeared later and later with his breakfast cigarette to begin his preparations for work; he went at midday to eat at the Club, and came back late or not at all.

This Club, to which mostly unmarried business men belonged, occupied comfortable rooms in the first story of a restaurant, where one could eat and meet in unrestrained and sometimes not altogether harmless conversation—for there was a roulette table. Even some of the more light-minded fathers of families, like Justus Kröger and, of course, Peter Döhlmann, were members, and police senator Crema was here “the first man at the hose.” That was the expression of Dr. Gieseke—Andreas Gieseke, the son of the Fire Commissioner and Christian’s old schoolmate. He had settled as a lawyer in the town, and Christian renewed the friendship with him, though he ranked as rather a wild fellow. Christian—or, as he was called everywhere, Chris—had known them all more or less in the old days, for nearly all of them had been pupils of Marcellus Stengel. They received him into the Club with open arms; for, while neither business men nor scholars found him a genius, they recognized his amusing social gifts. It was here that he gave his best performances and told his best stories. He did the virtuoso at the club piano and imitated English and transatlantic actors and opera singers. But the best things he did were stories of his affairs with women, related in the most harmless and entertaining way imaginable—adventures that had befallen him on shipboard, on trains, in St. Paul’s, in Whitechapel,

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Runo XLVI]

“Where was Otso born and nurtured,

Whence was formed his hide so shaggy,

Was he born perchance in straw-bed,

Was he born near stove in bathroom?”

Then the aged Väinämöinen

Answered in the words which follow:

“Otso was not born in straw-bed.

Nor was born on chaff in malt-house;

There was Otso brought to being,

There was born the honey-pawed one,

Near the moon, in gleams of sunshine,

And upon the Great Bear’s shoulders,

There beside the Air’s fair maiden,

Near the daughter of Creation.

“On Air’s borders walked a maiden,

Through mid heaven there walked a damsel,

Through the rifted clouds she wandered,

On the borders of the heavens,

Clad in stockings, blue in colour,

And with shoes most gaily coloured,

In her hand a wool-filled satchel,

’Neath her arm a hair-filled basket.

Wool she cast upon the waters,

Hair she threw among the billows,

And the wind arose and tossed it,

And the air unceasing rocked it,

And the breeze on water rocked it,

To the shore the waves impelled it,

To the edge of honeyed forest,

To the end of honeyed headland.

“Mielikki, the forest’s Mistress,

Tapiola’s accomplished matron,

Took the wool from out the water,

Took the soft wool from the billows.

Then she wrapped it all together,

With a handsome band she wrapped it,

Put it in her maple basket,

In a beauteous cradle laid it,

Then she lifted up the bundle,

And the golden chains she carried

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RV 272 (BUDDENBROOKS) in the virgin forest. There was no doubt that Christian’s weakness was for women. He narrated with a fluency and power that entranced his listeners, in an exhaustless stream, with his somewhat plaintive, drawling voice, burlesque and innocent, like an English humourist. He told a story about a dog that had been sent in a satchel from Valparaiso to San Francisco and was mangy to boot. Goodness knew what was the point of the anecdote—in his mouth it was indescribably comic. And while everybody about him writhed with laughter, unable to leave off, he himself sat there cross-legged, a strange, uneasy seriousness in his face with its great hooked nose, his thin, long neck, his sparse light-red hair and little round deep-set eyes. It almost seemed as if the laugh were at his expense, as if they were laughing at him. But that never occurred to him.

At home his favourite tales were about his office in Valparaiso. He told of the extreme heat there, and about a young Londoner, named Johnny Thunderstorm, a ne’er-dowell, an extraordinary chap, whom he had “never seen do a stroke of work, God damn me,” and who yet was a remarkable business man.

“Good God, the heat!” he said. “Well, the chief came into the office—there we all lay, eight of us, like flies, and smoked cigarettes to keep the mosquitoes away. Good God! Well, the chief said: ‘You are not working, gentlemen?’ ‘No, sir,’ says Johnny Thunderstorm, ‘as you see, sir!’ And we all blew our cigarette-smoke in his face. Good God!”

“Why do you keep saying ‘good God’?” asked Thomas irritably. But his irritation was at bottom because he felt that Christian told this story with particular relish just because it gave him a chance to sneer at honest work.

The Mother would discreetly change the subject. There were many hateful things in the world, thought the Frau Consul, born Kröger. Brothers could despise and dislike each other, dreadful as it sounded; but one didn’t mention such things. They had to be covered up and ignored.

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May it happened that Uncle Gotthold—Consul Gotthold Buddenbrook, now sixty years old—was seized with a heart attack one night and died in the arms of his wife, born Stüwing.

The son of poor Madame Josephine had had the worst of it in life, compared with the younger and stronger brother and sister born of Madame Antoinette. But he had long since resigned himself to his fortunes; and in his later years, especially after his nephew turned over to him the Consulate of the Netherlands, he ate his lozenges out of his tin box and harboured the friendliest feelings. It was his ladies who kept up the feud now: not so much his good-natured wife as the three elderly damsels, who could not look at Frau Consul, or Antonie, or Thomas, without a spark in their eyes.

On the traditional “children’s day,” at four o’clock, they all gathered in the big house in Meng Street, to eat dinner and spend the evening. Sometimes Consul Kröger or Sesemi Weichbrodt came too, with her simple sister. On these occasions the three Miss Buddenbrooks from Broad Street loved to turn the conversation to Tony’s former marriage and to dart sharp glances at each other while they egged Madame Grünlich on to use strong language. Or they would make general remarks on the subject of the undignified vanity of dyeing one’s hair. Or they would enquire particularly after Jacob Kröger, the Frau Consul’s nephew. They made jokes at the expense of poor, innnocent, Clothilde—jokes not so harmless as those which the charity girl received in good part every day from Tom and Tony. They made fun of Clara’s austerity and bigotry. They were quick to find out that Tom

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Where the branches were the thickest

And the leaves were most abundant.

“Then she rocked the charming object,

And she rocked the lovely creature

Underneath a spreading fir-tree,

Underneath a blooming pine-tree.

Thus it was the bear was nurtured,

And the furry beast was fostered,

There beside a bush of honey,

In a forest dripping honey.

“Now the bear grew up most handsome,

And attained his perfect stature.

Short his legs, his knees were crooked,

Broad his nose, both thick and stumpy,

Broad his head and short his muzzle,

And his handsome hair was shaggy,

But as yet the bear was tailless,

And with claws was unprovided

“Mielikki, the forest’s Mistress,

Uttered then the words which follow:

‘Now let claws be granted to him,

And let teeth be also sought for,

If he does no mischief with them,

Nor to evil purpose turns them.’

“Then the bear by oath engaged him,

Kneeling by the forest’s Mistress,

And in Jumala’s high presence,

’Fore the face of Him Almighty,

Never would he work a mischief,

And would work no evil with them.

“Mielikki, the forest’s Mistress,

Tapiola’s accomplished matron,

Went to seek the teeth he needed,

And to seek the claws he wanted,

From the wood of mountain ash-tree,

And from juniper the hardest,

From the hardest roots of any,

From the hardest resinous tree-stumps,

But she found no claws among them,

Neither found she teeth among them.

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RV 274 (BUDDENBROOKS) and Christian were not on the best of terms; also, that they did not need to pay much attention to Christian anyhow, for he was a sort of Tom-fool. As for Thomas himself, who had no weak point for them to ferret out, and who always met them with a good-humoured indulgence, that signified “I understand what you mean, and I am very sorry”—him they treated with respect tinctured with bitterness. Next came the turn of little Erica. Rosy and plump as she was, they found her alarmingly backward in her growth. And Pfiffi in a series of little shakes drew attention several times to the child’s shocking resemblance to the deceiver Grünlich.

But now they stood with their mother about their Father’s death-bed, weeping; and a message was sent to Meng Street, though the feeling was not entirely wanting that their rich relations were somehow or other to blame for this misfortune too.

In the middle of the night the great bell downstairs rang; and as Christian had come home very late and was not feeling up to much, Tom set out alone in the spring rain.

He came just in time to see the last convulsive motions of the old gentleman. Then he stood a long time in the death-chamber and looked at the short figure under the covers, at the dead face with the mild features and white whiskers. “You haven’t had a very good time, Uncle Gotthold,” he thought. “You learned too late to make concessions and show consideration. But that is what one has to do. If I had been like you, I should have married a shop girl years ago. But for the sake of appearances—! I wonder if you really wanted anything different? You were proud, and probably felt that your pride was something idealistic; but your spirit had little power to rise. To cherish the vision of an abstract good; to carry in your heart, like a hidden love, only far sweeter, the dream of preserving an ancient name, an old family, an old business, of carrying it on, and adding to it more and more honour and lustre—ah, that takes imagination, Uncle Gotthold, and imagination you didn’t have.

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Runo XLVI]

“On the heath there grew a pine-tree,

On the hill there rose a fir-tree,

And the pine had silver branches,

And the fir-tree golden branches.

With her hands she plucked the branches,

And from these the claws constructed,

Others fixed in Otso’s jawbones,

In his gums securely fixed them.

“Forth she sent the shaggy creature,

Sent her darling forth to wander,

Let him wander through the marshes,

Let him wander through the forest,

Walk along the woodland’s borders,

Step along across the heathland,

And she bade him walk discreetly,

And to march along demurely,

And to live a life of pleasure,

And upon fine days to wander,

Through the plains and o’er the marshes,

Past the heaths where men are dancing,

Wandering shoeless in the summer,

Wandering sockless in the autumn,

Resting in the worst of weather,

Idling in the cold of winter,

In a hollow stump of cherry,

In the castle of the pine-trees,

At the foot of beauteous fir-trees,

’Mid the junipers close-growing,

Underneath five woollen mantles,

’Neath eight mantles was he hidden,

And from thence I fetched my booty,

There I found it on my journey.”

Then the younger people asked him,

And the old folks asked him likewise:

“Wherefore was the wood so gracious,

Gracious wood, and forest lavish,

And the greenwood’s lord so joyous,

So propitious friendly Tapio,

That he thus his pet has given,

And resigned the honey-eater?

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RV 275 (BUDDENBROOKS) The sense of poetry escaped you, though you were brave enough to love and marry against the will of your father. And you had no ambition. Uncle Gotthold. The old name is only a burgher name, it is true, and one cherishes it by making the grain business flourish, and oneself beloved and powerful in a little corner of the earth. Did you think: ‘I will marry her whom I love, and pay no attention to practical considerations, for they are petty and provincial?’ Oh, we are travelled and educated enough to realize that the limits set to our ambition are small and petty enough, looked at from outside and above. But everything in this world is comparative, Uncle Gotthold. Did you know one can be a great man, even in a small place; a Csar even in a little commercial town on the Baltic? But that takes imagination and idealism—and you didn’t have it, whatever you may have thought yourself.”

Thomas Buddenbrook turned away. He went to the window and looked out at the dim grey gothic façade of the Town Hall opposite, shrouded in rain. He had his hands behind his back and a smile on his intelligent face.

The office and title of the Royal Consulate of the Netherlands, which Thomas Buddenbrook might have taken after his father’s death, went back to him now, to the boundless satisfaction of Tony Grünlich; and the curving shield with the lions, the arms, and the crown was once more to be seen on the gabled front of the house in Meng Street, under the “Dominus providebit.”

Soon after this was accomplished, in June of the same year, the young Consul set out to Amsterdam on a business journey the duration of which he did not know.

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in the family usually induce a religious mood. It was not surprising, after the decease of the Consul, to hear from the mouth of his widow expressions which she had not been accustomed to use.

But it was soon apparent that this was no passing phase. Even in the last years of the Consul’s life, his wife had more and more sympathized with his spiritual cravings; and it now became plain that she was determined to honour the memory of her dead by adopting as her own all his pious conceptions.

She strove to fill the great house with the spirit of the deceased that mild and Christlike spirit which yet had not excluded a certain dignified and hearty good cheer. The morning and evening prayers were continued and lengthened. The family gathered in the dining-room, and the servants in the hall, to hear the Frau Consul or Clara read a chapter out of the great family Bible with the big letters. They also sang a few verses out of the hymn-book, accompanied by the Frau Consul on the little organ. Or, often, in place of the chapter from the Bible, they had a reading from one of those edifying or devotional books with the black binding and gilt edges—those Little Treasuries, Jewel-Caskets, Holy Hours, Morning Chimes, Pilgrims’ Staffs, and the like, whose common trait was a sickly and languishing tenderness for the little Jesus, and of which there were all too many in the house.

Christian did not often appear at these devotions. Thomas once chose a favourable moment to disparage the practice, half-jestingly; but his objection met with a gentle rebuff. As for Madame Grünlich, she did not, unfortunately, always con-

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Did you with the spear attack him,

Was he overcome with arrows?”

Väinämöinen, old and steadfast,

Answered in the words which follow:

“Very gracious was the forest,

Gracious wood, and forest lavish,

And the greenwood’s lord was joyous,

And propitious friendly Tapio.

“Mielikki, the forest’s Mistress,

Tellervo, the maid of Tapio,

Fair-haired damsel of the forest,

Little damsel of the forest,

Went along the path to guide me,

And to raise the landmarks for me,

By the roadside posts erected,

And directed all my journey,

And the trees she blazed before me,

Marks she set upon the mountains,

To the door of noble Otso,

To the borders of his dwelling.

“When I reached the place I sought for,

And arrived upon its borders,

With the spear I smote not Otso,

And I shot no arrows at him.

He himself lurched from the archway,

Tumbled from the pine-tree’s summit,

And the branches broke his breastbone,

Others ripped his belly open.”

Then he spoke the words which follow,

And in words like these expressed him:

“O my Otso, O my dearest,

O my birdling, O my darling,

Now resign to us thy headland,

Lay aside thine eye-teeth likewise,

Cast away the few teeth left thee,

And thy wide jaws give us also,

Yet thou needest not be angry,

That I come to thee in thiswise,

And thy bones and skull have broken,

And have dashed thy teeth together.

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The Hymn

 * "The Hymn", in Poems of Mr. John Milton, Both English and Latin, Compos'd at several times (1645)
 * "The Hymn", in Poems &c. Upon Several Occasions (1673)

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RV 277 (BUDDENBROOKS) duct herself correctly at the exercises. One morning when there was a strange clergyman stopping with the Buddenbrooks, they were invited to sing to a solemn and devout melody the following words:—

I am a reprobate,

A warped and hardened sinner;

I gobble evil down

Just like the joint for dinner.

Lord, fling thy cur a bone

Of righteousness to chew

And take my carcass home

To Heaven and to you.

Whereat Frau Grünlich threw down her book and left the room, bursting with suppressed giggles.

But the Frau Consul made more demands upon herself than upon her children. She instituted a Sunday School, and on Sunday afternoon only little board-school pupils rang at the door of the house in Meng Street. Stine Voss, who lived by the city wall, and Mike Stuht from Bell-Founders’ Street, and Fike Snut from the river-bank or Groping Alley, their straw-coloured locks smoothed back with a wet comb, crossed the entry into the garden-room, which for a long time now had not been used as an office, and in which rows of benches had been arranged and Frau Consul Buddenbrook, born Kröger, in a gown of heavy black satin, with her white refined face and still whiter lace cap, sat opposite to them at a little table with a glass of sugar-water and catechized them for an hour.

Also, she founded the “Jerusalem evenings,” which not only Clara and Clothilde but also Tony were obliged to attend, willy-nilly. Once a week they sat at the extension table in the dining-room by the light of lamps and candles. Some twenty ladies, all of an age when it is profitable to begin to look after a good place in heaven, drank tea or bishop, ate delicate sandwiches and puddings, read hymns and sermons aloud to each other, and did embroidery, which at the

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RV 278 (BUDDENBROOKS) end of the year was sold at a bazaar and the proceeds sent to the mission in Jerusalem.

This pious society was formed in the main from ladies of the Frau Consul’s own social rank: Frau Senator Langhals, Frau Consul Möllendorpf, and old Frau Consul Kistenmaker belonged; but other, more worldly and profane old ladies, like Mme. Köppen, made fun of their friend Betsy. The wives of the clergymen of the town were all members, likewise the widowed Frau Consul Buddenbrook, born Stüwing, and Sesemi Weichbrodt and her simple sister. There is, however, no rank and no discrimination before Jesus; and so certain humble oddities were also guests at the Jerusalem evenings—for example, a little wrinkled creature, rich in the grace of God and knitting-patterns, who lived in the Holy Ghost Hospital and was named Himmelsburger. She was the last of her name—“the last Himmelsburger,” she called herself humbly, and ran her knitting-needle under her cap to scratch her head.

But far more remarkable were two other extraordinary old creatures, twins, who went about hand in hand through the town doing good deeds, in shepherdess hats out of the eighteenth century and faded clothes out of the long, long ago. They were named Gerhardt, and asserted that they descended in a direct line from Paul Gerhardt. People said they were by no means poor; but they lived wretchedly and gave away all they had. “My dears,” remarked the Frau Consul, who was sometimes rather ashamed of them, “God sees the heart, I know; but your clothes are really a little—one must take some thought for oneself.” But she could not prevent them kissing their elegant friend on the brow with the forebearing, yearning, pitying superiority of the poor in heart over the worldly great who seek salvation. They were not at all stupid. In their homely shrivelled heads—for all the world like ancient parrots—; they had bright soft brown eyes and they looked out at the world with a wonderful expression of gentleness and understanding. Their hearts were

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Runo XLVI]

“Now I take the nose from Otso,

That my own nose may be lengthened,

But I take it not completely,

And I do not take it only.

“Now I take the ears of Otso,

That my own ears I may lengthen,

But I take them not completely,

And I do not take them only.

“Now I take the eyes of Otso,

That my own eyes I may lengthen,

But I take them not completely,

And I do not take them only.

“Now will I take Otso’s forehead,

That my forehead I may lengthen,

But I take it not completely,

And I do not take it only.

“Now I take the mouth of Otso,

That my own mouth may be lengthened,

But I take it not completely,

And I do not take it only.

“Now I take the tongue of Otso,

That my own tongue may be lengthened,

But I take it not completely,

And I do not take it only.

“He shall be a man respected,

And as hero shall be reckoned,

Who the bear’s teeth now can number,

And the rows of teeth can loosen

From the jaws of steely hardness,

With his grasp as strong as iron.”

As no other man came forward,

And no hero would attempt it,

He himself the bear’s teeth numbered,

And the rows of teeth he reckoned,

Kneeling down beneath the jawbones,

With his grasp as strong as iron.

From the bear the teeth then taking,

Uttered he the words which follow:

“Otso, apple of the forest,

Fair and bulky forest-dweller,

Rh

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RV 279 (BUDDENBROOKS) full of amazing wisdom. They knew that in the last day all our beloved gone before us to God will come with song and salvation to fetch us home. They spoke the words “the Lord” with the fluent authority of early Christians, as if they had heard out of the Master’s own mouth the words, “Yet a little while and ye shall see me.” They possessed the most remarkable theories concerning inner light and intuition and the transmission of thought. One of them, named Lea, was deaf, and yet she nearly always knew what was being talked about!

It was usually the deaf Gerhardt who read aloud at the Jerusalem evenings, and the ladies found that she read beautifully and very affectingly. She took out of her bag an old book of a very disproportionate shape, much taller than it was broad, with an inhumanly chubby presentment of her ancestor in the front. She held it in both hands and read in a tremendous voice, in order to catch a little herself of what she read. It sounded as if the wind were imprisoned in the chimney:

“If Satan me would swallow.”

“Goodness!” thought Tony Grünlich, “how could Satan want to swallow her?” But she said nothing and devoted herself to the pudding, wondering if she herself would ever become as ugly as the two Miss Gerhardts.

She was not happy. She felt bored and out of patience with all the pastors and missionaries, whose visits had increased ever since the death of the Consul. According to Tony they had too much to say in the house and received entirely too much money. But this last was Tom’s affair, and he said nothing, while his sister now and then murmured something about people who consumed widows’ homes and made long prayers.

She hated these black gentlemen bitterly. As a mature woman who knew life and was no longer a silly innocent,

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On Shakespeare

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 * "On Shakespear", a poem by John Milton

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Thou must go upon thy journey,

Leap along upon the journey,

Forth from out this narrow dwelling,

From this low and narrow cottage,

To a lofty house that waits thee,

To a wide and pleasant dwelling.

“Golden one, go forth to wander,

Dearest treasure, march thou onward,

On the swine’s path march thou onward,

Traversing the road of piglings,

To the firwood so luxuriant,

To the needle-covered pine-trees,

To the hills all clothed with forest,

To the lofty-rising mountains.

Here for thee to dwell is pleasant,

Charming is it to abide there,

Where the cattle-bells are ringing,

And the little bells are tinking.”

Väinämöinen, old and steadfast,

After this his dwelling entered,

And the younger people asked him,

All the handsome people asked him,

“Where have you bestowed your booty,

Whither did you make your journey?

Have you left him in the icefield,

In the snow-slush have you sunk him,

Pushed him down in the morasses,

Buried him upon the heathland?”

Väinämöinen, old and steadfast,

Answered in the words which follow:

“In the ice I did not leave him,

Sunk him not among the snow-slush,

For the dogs from thence would drag him,

Likewise would the birds befoul him.

In the swamp I have not sunk him,

Nor upon the heath have buried,

For the worms would there destroy him

And the black ants would devour him.

“Thither have I brought my booty,

There bestowed my little captive,

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RV 280 (BUDDENBROOKS) she found herself unable to believe in their irreproachable sanctity. “Mother,” she said, “oh dear, I know I must not speak evil of my neighbours. But one thing I must say, and I should be surprised if life had not taught you that too, and that is that not all those who wear a long coat and say ‘Lord, Lord’ are always entirely without blemish.”

History does not say what Tom thought of his sister’s opinion on this point. Christian had no opinion at all. He confined himself to watching the gentlemen with his nose wrinkled up, in order to imitate them afterward at the club or in the family circle.

But it is true that Tony was the chief sufferer from the pious visitants. One day it actually happened that a missionary named Jonathan, who had been in Arabia and Syria—a man with great, reproachful eyes and baggy cheeks was stopping in the house, and challenged her to assert that the curls she wore on her forehead were consistent with true Christian humility. He had not reckoned with Tony Grünlich’s skill at repartee. She was silent a moment, while her mind worked rapidly; and then out it came. “May I ask you, Herr Pastor, to concern yourself with your own curls?” With that she rustled out, shoulders up, head back, and chin well tucked in. Pastor Jonathan had very few curls on his head—it would be nearer truth to say that he was quite bald.

And once she had an even greater triumph. There was a certain Pastor Trieschke from Berlin. His nickname was Teary Trieschke, because every Sunday he began to weep at an appropriate place in his sermon. Teary Trieschke had a pale face, red eyes, and cheek-bones like a horse’s. He had been stopping for eight or ten days with the Buddenbrooks, conducting devotions and holding eating contests with poor Clothilde, turn about. He happened to fall in love with Tony—not with her immortal soul, oh no, but with her upper lip, her thick hair, her pretty eyes and charming figure. And the man of God, who had a wife and numerous children

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RV 281 (BUDDENBROOKS) in Berlin, was not ashamed to have Anton leave a letter in Madame Grünlich’s bedroom in the upper storey, wherein Bible texts and a kind of fawning sentimentality were surpassingly mingled. She found it when she went to bed, read it, and went with a firm step downstairs into the Frau Consul’s bedroom, where by the candle-light she read aloud the words of the soul-saver to her Mother, quite unembarrassed and in a loud voice; so that Teary Trieschke became impossible in Meng Street.

“They are all alike,” said Madame Grünlich; “ah, they are all alike. Oh, heavens, what a goose I was once! But life has destroyed my faith in men. Most of them are scoundrels—alas, it is the truth. Grünlich—” The name was, as always, like a summons to battle. She uttered it with her shoulders lifted and her eyes rolled up.

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Runo XLVI]

On a golden mountain’s summit,

On a copper mountain’s summit.

In a splendid tree I laid him,

Pine-tree with a hundred needles,

In the very largest branches,

In the broad and leafy summit,

As a joy to men for ever,

And a pleasure to the travellers.

“Then I turned his gums to eastward,

And his eyes I turned to north-west,

Not too high upon the summit,

Lest if they were in the summit,

Then the wind might perhaps destroy them,

And the spring wind treat them badly.

Nor too near the ground I placed them,

Lest if I too low had laid them,

Then the pigs might perhaps disturb them,

And the snouted ones o’erturn them.”

Then the aged Väinämöinen

Once again prepared for singing,

For a splendid evening’s pleasure,

And a charm to day departing.

Said the aged Väinämöinen,

And in words like these expressed him:

“Keep thy light, O holder, shining,

So that I can see while singing,

For the time has come for singing,

And my mouth to sing is longing.”

Played and sang old Väinämöinen,

Charming all throughout the evening,

And when he had ceased his singing,

Then a speech he made concluding:

“Grant, O Jumala, in future,

Once again, O good Creator,

That once more we meet rejoicing,

And may once again assemble

Here to feast on bear so fattened,

Feasting on the shaggy creature.

“Grant, O Jumala, for ever,

Grant again, O good Creator,

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was a small, narrow man with a large head and a thin, long, blond beard parted in the middle, so that he sometimes put the ends back over his shoulders. A quantity of little woolly ringlets covered his round head. His ears were large and outstanding, very much curled up at the edges and pointed at the tips like the ears of a fox. His nose sat like a tiny flat button in his face, his cheek-bones stood out, and his grey eyes, usually drawn close together and blinking about rather stupidly, could at certain moments widen quite extraordinarily, and get larger and larger, protruding more and more until they almost sprang out of their sockets.

This Pastor Tiburtius, who came from Riga, had preached for some years in central Germany, and now touched at the town on his way back home, where a living had been offered to him. Armed with the recommendation of a brother of the cloth who had eaten at least once in Meng Street of mock-turtle soup and ham with onion sauce, he waited upon the Frau Consul and was invited to be her guest for a few days. He occupied the spacious guest-chamber off the corridor in the first storey. But he stopped longer than he had expected. Eight days passed, and still there was this or that to be seen: the dance of death and the apostle-clock in St. Mary’s, the Town Hall, the ancient Ships’ Company, the Cathedral clock with the movable eyes. Ten days passed, and he spoke repeatedly of his departure, but at the first word of demur from anybody would postpone anew.

He was a better man than Herr Jonathan or Teary Trieschke. He thought not at all about Frau Antonie’s curls and wrote

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RV 283 (BUDDENBROOKS) her no letters. Strange to say, he paid his attentions to Clara, her younger and more serious sister. In her presence, when she spoke, entered or left the room, his eyes would grow surprisingly larger and larger and open out until they nearly jumped out of his head. He would spend almost the entire day in her company, in spiritual or worldly converse or reading aloud to her in his high voice and with the droll, jerky pronunciation of his Baltic home.

Even on the first day he said: “Permit me to say, Frau Consul, what a treasure and blessing from God you have in your daughter Clara. She is certainly a wonderful child.”

“You are right,” replied the Frau Consul. But he repeated his opinion so often that she began looking him over with her pale blue eyes, and led him on to speak of his home, his connections, and his prospects. She learned that he came of a mercantile family, that his mother was with God, that he had no brothers and sisters, and that his old father had retired and lived on his income in Riga—an income which would some time fall to him, Pastor Tiburtius. He also had a sufficient living from his calling.

Clara Buddenbrook was now in her nineteenth year. She had grown to be a young lady of an austere and peculiar beauty, with a tall, slender figure, dark, smooth hair, and stern yet dreamy eyes. Her nose was slightly hooked, her mouth a little too firmly closed. In the household she was most intimate with her poor and pious cousin Clothilde, whose father had lately died, and whose idea it was to “establish herself” soon—which meant to go into a pension somewhere with the money and furniture which she had inherited. Clara had nothing of Clothilde’s meek and hungry submissiveness. On the contrary, with the servants and even with her brothers and sister and mother, a commanding tone was usual with her. Her low voice, which seemed only to drop with decision and never to rise with a question, had an imperious sound and could often take on a short, hard, impatient,

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RV 284 (BUDDENBROOKS) haughty quality—on days, for example, when Clara had a headache.

Before the father’s death had shrouded the family in mourning, she had taken part with irreproachable dignity in the society of her parents’ house and other houses of like rank. But when the Frau Consul looked at her, she could not deny that, despite the stately dowry and Clara’s domestic prowess, it would not be easy to marry her off. None of the godless, jovial, claret-drinking merchants of their circle would answer in the least; a clergyman would be the only suitable partner for this earnest and God-fearing maiden. After the Frau Consul had conceived this joyful idea, she responded with friendliness to the delicate advances of Pastor Tiburtius.

And truly the affair developed with precision. On a warm, cloudless July afternoon the family took a walk: the Frau Consul, Antonie, Christian, Clara, Clothilde, Erica Grünlich, and Mamsell Jungmann, with Pastor Tiburtius in their midst, went out far beyond the Castle Gate to eat strawberries and clotted milk or porridge at a wooden table laid out-of-doors, going after the meal into the large nut-garden which ran down to the river, in the shade of all sorts of fruit-trees, between currant and gooseberry bushes, asparagus and potato patches.

Sievert Tiburtius and Clara Buddenbrook stopped a little behind the others. He, much the smaller of the two, with his beard parted back over his shoulders, had taken off his broad-brimmed black hat from his big head; and he wiped his brow now and then with his handkerchief. His eyes were larger than usual and he carried on with her a long and gentle conversation, in the course of which they both stood still, and Clara, with a serious, calm voice said her “Yes.”

After they returned, the Frau Consul, a little tired and overheated, was sitting alone in the landscape-room, when Pastor Tiburtius came and sat beside her. Outside there reigned the pensive calm of the Sabbath afternoon; and they sat inside and held, in the brightness of the summer evening,

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RV 285 (BUDDENBROOKS) long, low conversation, at the end of which the Frau Consul said: “Enough, my dear Herr Pastor. Your offer coincides with my motherly plans for my daughter; and you on your side have not chosen badly—that I can assure you. Who would have thought that your coming and your stay here in our house would be so wonderfully blest! I will not speak my final word to-day, for I must write first to my son, the Consul, who is at present, as you know, away. You will travel to-morrow, if you live and have your health, to Riga, to take up your work; and we expect to go for some weeks to the seashore. You will receive word from me soon, and God grant that we shall have a happy meeting.”

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I slept Eveena had convinced me, much to my own discomfiture, how very limited must be any authority that could be delegated to her. In such a household there could be no second head or deputy, and an attempt to devolve any effective charge on her would only involve her in trouble and odium. Even at the breakfast, spread as usual in the centre of the peristyle, she entreated that we should present ourselves separately. Eunane appeared to have performed very dexterously the novel duty assigned to her. The ambau had obeyed her orders with well-trained promptitude, and the carvee, in bringing fruit, leaves, and roots from the outer garden, had more than verified all that on a former occasion Eveena had told me of their cleverness and quick comprehension of instructions. Eunane's face brightened visibly as I acknowledged the neatness and the tempting appearance of the meal she had set forth. She was yet more gratified by receiving charge for the future of the same duty, and authority to send, as is usual, by an ambâ the order for that principal part of each day's food which is supplied by the confectioner. By reserving for Eveena the place among the cushions


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That the posts be raised to guide us,

And the trees be blazed before us,

For the most heroic people,

For the manly race of heroes.

“Grant, O Jumala, for ever,

Grant again, O good Creator,

That may sound the horn of Tapio,

And the forest-pipe may whistle

Even in this little courtyard,

Even in this narrow homestead.

“In the day may we be playing,

And at eventide rejoicing,

In this firm and solid country,

In the wide expanse of Suomi,

With the young who now are growing,

With the rising generation.”

, old and steadfast,

On his kantele was playing,

Long he played, and long was singing,

And was ever full of gladness.

In the moon’s house heard they playing,

Came delight to the sun’s window,

And the moon came from his dwelling,

Standing on a crooked birch-tree,

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July 30th, 1856

I have just received your important letter, and hasten to thank you for the consideration you show me in asking for my consent in the affair under discussion. I send you, of course, not only my hearty agreement, hut add my warmest good-wishes, being thoroughly convinced that you and Clara have made a good choice. The fine name Tiburtius is known to me, and I feel sure that Papa had business relations with the father. Clara comes into pleasant connections, in any case, and the position as pastor’s wife will be very suited to her temperament.

And Tiburtius has gone back to Riga, and will visit his bride again in August? Well, it will be a gay time then with us in Meng Street—gayer than you realize, for you do not know the reason why I was so joyfully surprised by Mademoiselle Clara’s betrothal, nor what a charming company it is likely to be. Yes, my dear good Mother: I am complying with the request to send my solemn consent to Clara’s betrothal from the Amstel to the Baltic. But I do so on condition that you send me a similar consent by return of post! I would give three solid gulden to see your face, and even more that of our honest Tony, when you read these lines. But I will come to the point.

My clean little hotel is in the centre of the town with a pretty view of the canal. It is not far from the Bourse; and the business on which I came here—a question of a new and valuable connection, which you know I prefer to look after in person—has gone successfully from the first day. I have still considerable acquaintance here from the days of my apprenticeship; so, although many families are at the shore now,

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 immediately on my left, I made to the assembled household the expected announcement that she was to be regarded as mistress of the house; feminine punctiliousness on points of domestic precedence strikingly contrasting the unceremonious character of intercourse among men out of doors. The very ambau recognise the mistress or the favourite, as dogs the master of their Earthly home.

The ladies were at first shy and silent, Eunane only giving me more than a monosyllabic answer to my remarks, and even Eunane never speaking save in reply to me. A trivial incident, however, broke through this reserve, and afforded me a first taste of the petty domestic vexations in store for me. The beverage most to my liking was always the carcarâ—juice flavoured with roasted kernels, something resembling coffee in taste. On this occasion the carcarâ and another favourite dish had a taste so peculiar that I pushed both aside almost untouched. On observing this, the rest—Enva, Leenoo, Elfé, and Eirale—took occasion to criticise the articles in question with such remarks and grimaces as ill-bred children might venture for the annoyance of an inexperienced sister. I hesitated to repress this outbreak as it deserved, till Eunane's bitter mortification was evident in her brightening colour and the doubtful, half-appealing glance of tearful eyes. Then a rebuke, such as might have been appropriately addressed yesterday to these rude school-girls by their governess, at once silenced them. As we rose, I asked Eveena, who, with more courtesy than the rest of us, had finished her portion—

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title: Kalevala (Kirby 1907)/Runo 46