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Masterpieces of German Literature



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Harvard University : Gustav Frenssen. Rudolf Tombo.M. Late Associate Professor and Literatures. Ph.. Ph. Jr.. University of Penn- sylvania To Adolf Wilbrandt on His Seventieth Anniversary. Ph. X.. C. Professor of German.: of Wilhelm von Polenz. A. The Death of Titian. Instructor : in English. Ohio State University: Hermann Sudermann.. Dur- Tete-A-T6te. of Romanticism and the Romantic School Edmund Von Mach.. Muriel Almon: Noble Blood.D. Edmund Von Mach. Ph. Mary Agnes Hamilton: The Life of Jesus. Philipp Seiberth. Humor. Conrad Bieravirth. Charles \A'fHARTON Stork. Ph. Assistant Professor versity : of German. A. Bei. Travel Song.CONTRIBUTORS AND TRANSLATORS VOLUME XVII Special Writers ROBEBT M.D. L. Columbia University: Germanic Languages Ludwig Fulda. Associate Professor of German.D. Trinity College.D..\trice Marshall: John the Baptist. Blakemore Evaxs. TowNSEND. Ph. Translators Robert M.. To Eduard Morike. Author of Romanticism and the Romantic School in Germany: Ernst von Wildenbruch. Author in Germany: King Henry. Assistant Professor ham.: Death and the Fool. E. Wernaer. Interdependence.D. Washington Uni- Hugo von Hofmannstlial. . M. On Mutability. John Heard. Ph.D. Webnaeb..D.. : German.m.D. H. Ph.: of Farmer Biittner. Jr. Epistle to Paul Heyse.

Townsend Wilbrandt on his Seventieth Anniversary. Travel Song. By H. Wernaer Noble Blood. L. By Robert M.CONTENTS OF VOLUME Ernst XVII page 1 von Wildenbruch Ernst von Wildenbruch. 482 492 511 526 526 527 . Translated by Muriel Almon 10 125 Hermann Sudermann Hermann Sudermann. Translated by Charles Wharton Stork Translated by Charles Wharton Stork Interdependence. 434 440 Translated by 470 471 471 480 Charles Wharton Stork To Eduard Morike. Translated and Abridged by Edmund von Mach 334 341 Ludwig Fulda Ludwig Fulda. Translated by Mary Agnes Hamilton 250 261 Wilhelm von Polenz Wilhelm von Polenz. Tete-A-Tete. Translated by Charles Wharton Stork Hugo von Hofmannsthal By Philipp Seiberth Translated by John Heard. By M. Blakemore Evans 154 169 Translated by Beatrice Marshall Gustav Frenssen Gustav Frenssen. Jr Translated by E. The Death of Titian. To Adolf By Rudolf Tombo. Hugo von Hofmannsthal. Translated by Charles Wharton Stork Humor. Translated by Robert M. John the Baptist. Jr Translated by John Heard. Jr On Mutability. By Edmund von Mach Farmer Biittner. Conrad Bierwirth The Life of Jesus. Wernaer King Henry. Translated by Charles Wharton Stork Death and the Fool. Translated by Charles Wharton Stork Epistle to Paul Heyse.

By Fritz von Uhde Frontispiece 4 24 44 74 104 134 156 Hermann Sudermann The Marriage Feast at Cana. By Max Liebermann Guarding the Cattle.ILLUSTRATIONS — VOLUME XVII Vita Somniiim Breve. By Eduard von Gebhardt Gustav Frenssen Christ Wandering through the Lands. By Eduard von Gebhardt Christ and the Adulteress. By Eduard von Gebhardt The Sermon on the Mount. By Arnold Bocklin Ernst von Wildenbruch The Sutler Woman. By Max Liebermann Paradise Lost. By Eduard von Gebhardt Christ and Nicodemus. By Fritz von Uhde The Last Supper. By Ludwig von Hofmann Hugo von Hofmannsthal Paradise. By Eduard von Gebhardt The Last Supper. By Wilhelm von Diez Suffer the Children to Come Unto Me. By Ludwig von Hofmann Ludwig Fulda Spring Storm. Ludwig von Hofmann 174 194 214 234 254 274 294 314 336 354 394 422 438 470 484 512 . By Eduard von Gebhardt Wilhelm von Polenz Woman with Goats. By Eduard von Gebhardt Christ and the Rich Youth. By Wilhelm von Diez The Escape. By Fritz von Uhde The Sermon on the Mount.

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. Consequently. these last four volumes attempt to give an impression of the great variety of tendencies. although Wildenbruch and Sudermann predominate in volume XVII. In the illustrations. Volume XIX brings dramatists subsequent to Hauptmann. also. Gerhart Hauptmann in volume XVIII. volume begin the selections from contemporaryAn attempt has been made to select as great a variety of characteristic types as possible.EDITOR'S NOTE With German this literature. in contemporary German painting. none of the remaining four volumes will be domi- nated by a particular school or group of authors. often conflicting with each other. so as to show once more the parallelism in the development of literature and art brought out in this whole XX collection. KuNo Francke. volume various representatives of the contemporary Short Story.


advanced to the rank of a councillor In of the legation in 1888 and a privy councillor in 1897. ' * True to traditions. however. and studied law in Berlin.THE LIFE OF ERNST VON WILDENBRUCH By Robert M. prepared himself Twice his for the university. 1900 he retired. to Berlin but soon. In 1877. he moved with his parents to Athens and. he became an assessor. Wernaer. return to Germany till 1857. fiction writer. was born far away his fatherland. in Syria. Continuing his studies. to Constantinople. he was taken from Beyrout countries. at Potsdam. in his fifth year. . at the age of eighteen. became a lieutenant in the German Soon. von ' ' He family. his father having been appointed ambassador to Greece and. 1845. studies were interrupted by a call to arms. at Beyrout. in due course of time. Franco-Prussian war. in the war with Austria and in 1870. and served a short time as municipal judge in Eberswalde and Berlin. as a son of a German he prepared himself for the military career. He joined the colors in 1866. of Author Romanticism and the Romantic School in Germany fY an accident of fate. this ardent patriot. and dramatist. he took his leave. later on. February 3. Ph.D. not long thereFrom Constantinople he did not after. in the army. he entered the diplomatic occupying several minor positions in the German Foreign Office. There is an interesting question-mark after the name of Ernst von Wildenbruch poet. who has been called the faithful Eckhardt of the German people. and. after — rn . to Turkey. and. Here is a man who wrote a great deal with the fervor service. the son of the German from About six years of his childhood were spent in foreign early At the age of two. . studied at the cadet school. Consul General.

dark but for one stray glimof light shimmering at the bottom. climbing the diplomatic ladder. Harold. he was more fortunate than he might have been. arduous. apologists. '* Certainly a more self-sacrificing task. later in accepted. unrecognized by the world. The Carlovingians. had he no followers? little Why He did he. who was rewarded with phenomenal theatrical success. admirers. little why does he. with the high aim of raising the ' ' ' ' tone of the literature of his own day. 1881. with a success so phenomenal that his Berlin. yet who left behind him no deep imprints. dated December 31. to win back for the German people is.2 THE GERMAN CLASSICS of poetic enthusiasm. more '^ My mer was like a deep well. The Mennonite. in the German Foreign Service. And no one knows — ' ' quite as much the bitterness of that pain as the playwright himself. do something large to raise the literature of his country ^' to leave behind something of permanent value. working in secret. and played. stand a figure apart. soul. known only to a few understanding friends. ordering Providence. a genuinely great dramatic art. with an appeal to the patriotism of his people." he wrote in a letter to his friend Berthold Litzmann. was friends have not ceased speaking of it even to this very day. My aim he wrote in 1882. while to the eye of the world he was a municipal judge and. his first play. But. already in manuscript. Why. so related to the dramatists of our There can be his work. exalted by friends. first in Meiningen." Thus. after all. Why did the rivulets of his several literary works not gather into some sort of runWhy. writing dramas. . he was. as a matter of fact. He wanted to . own day? doubt that highest motives quickened was in solemn earnest about it. Other plays. later on. it was faith faith in a wise. . to this one ray I * * * have clung amidst bitterest pain. and acknowledged a champion of the true in art and life. for the elevation of the dramatic literature of his country. with democratic sympathy for all classes. surrounded by fomenting literary ning stream? did he belong organically to none of them ? movements. After ten years of patient labor.

Elated by this suc'* I aspire to cess his mission shaped itself more clearly. dealing * : with a variety of subjects.' The greater number of his dramas are historical. and Pope Gregory VII. daughter of Theodoric the Great. and A Stormy Night (1898). The New Law (1896) and Henry IV. over the partition of the empire. son of Louis' second wife. The two dramasj The Mennonite and Fathers and Sons.. The Duke of Verona (1887) has for its background the bloody conflict which. deal with episodes in the history of Brandenburg and Prussia. and The Neiv Ruler (1891). king of the Eastern Goths. Erasmus' Daughter (1900) shows us pictures of the great conflict during the first decade of the German Reformation.ERNST VON WILDENBRUCH 3 — and Fathers and Sons. raged between the factions of the Guelfs and Ghibellines. were the chief figures. deal with that momentous conflict in the history of Germany in which Henry IV. Now. at the time Conquest. deal with dramatic conflicts which arose during the war of liberation of 1813. produced with the solemn purpose of lib- . Willehalm (1897) is an allegory celebrating the rebirth of Germany following the victory of 1870. due to the claims of Charles. calls upon the German people " darkness is succeeded by light. The Commander-in-Chief (1889). The Carlovingians (1881) gives us a picture of the strife between the three sons of Louis the Pious. we ask ourselves. spoken of in history as the founder of Germany. The Quitzows (1888). King Laurin (1902) goes back to the gray days of Amalasuntha. pressing onward in the midst Follow me. These havo been called the of the Norman Hohenzollern dramas. at the end of the thirteenth century. be no more than the man who. this latter probably Wildenbruch's most important play. Miss Evergreen (1896) may also be included in this particular class. In Harold (1882) the scene is laid in England. soon followed. in view of this wealth of dramatic material. The German King (1909) leads us back to Henry I. The Boy of Hennersdorf (1895) and the one-act play. of Germany (1896). of darkness.

There are kings and princes and liigh aristocrats in his dramas. and honored sons of the HohenzoUem ancestry. artists. Whether it was Darwin and his theory of evolution that gave the impulse. containing genuinely poetic passages. in which they themselves could be the moving forces. worthier. however. poets. pained him so much as the accusation of being a Hofdichter. rev- olutionary forces were changing the whole mental complexion of the age. eager for the throb- bing life of their own day. developing before their eyes. We know when Wildenbruch began his literary career. But where was Wildenbruch? — For we must remember also revolutionary. invigorating breezes of a temperament seeking emancipation from the commonplaces of life why did Wildenbruch not become a forerunner of a literature thus liberated? Pererating — sonalities and literary and social movements are complex. plain people of all classes.4 THE GERMAN CLASSICS an imprisoned literature. new. matters little. that Some threads we can unravel. treated with the same understanding sympathy. powerful dramatic episodes. that he did not go into the past to recover facts of history we know how shockingly he mangled them but to revivNot static: . and fresh. ify his age. petty. and many threads enter into the fabric of Wildenbruch and his time. the plain people are also on the stage. apart from any words he may have said in his own defense. we know that thinkers. on the other that separated Few things hand. own fought as militantly as ever any of the younger generations for their principles. sleeping with unaccountable indifference on the glories of 1870 to revivify it with the ideals of a former. They were in revolt against the traditions of the past. For these ideals he . . or the age that made Darwin. It can easily be disproved by a perusal of his works. nobler past. It was not so much past and present them as ideals and every-day mediocrity. dramatists turned from an age that seemed to them older and grayer the longer they looked at it to a newer and fresher age. for it tended to undermine the serious aim he had set himself as a dramatist. court poet.



and Berthold Litzmann. Two of his plays. The Boy of Hennersdorf and Miss Evergreen. In The New Law we see an aristocrat on his knees before a burgher. a collection of essays and articles posthumously published by his widow. of Prussia. — you are may own friend you are! " My friend ! This may I tell today. Also as a man among men. the nobility of manhood and character.ERNST VON WILDENBRUCH Numerous instances could be cited. 5 What more alluringly of a man of the common people could be charming portrait drawn than that of the poor smithy in The Quitzows! Bearing in mind that von Wildenbruch himself was related to Frederic William II. higher than birth. We wish Wildenbruch had continued to fight for his also read ideals. continued to make efforts to instill them into his own age. are refreshingly close to the hearts In The Quitzows one brother fights of the plain people. he is deserving no little praise for the manner in which he was able to emancipate himself from the shackles of aristocratic environment. because he had found in this plain man of the people that true nobility. with a more perfect technique. He was a democrat in the best sense of the word. to do Wildenbruch full justice as a democrat. more masterful grasp of abiding human traits. a plain watchmaker of Frankfurt. Wildenbruch was a democrat. continued to write must idealistic plays. the best evidence of which is perhaps the dedication of his drama Master Balzer to his friend Adolf Balzer. — unknown. In humble lowliness disguised. For then he might possibly have become a leader not indeed for * ' vitalized ' ' — . another in defense of the rights of the people. In The New Ruler the progress of the action turns largely upon the vindication of the people's rights as against those of the nobles. which he called Folk Plays. though they lay in the past. This is the last stanza: " Deep-veiled lover of the Muses. With joy to all the world! My We Leaves from the Tree of Life. Maria von Wildenbruch.

in almost every one we shall find . which deal with social questions. Also a number of stories. most of his humorous stories published under the The Land of Laughter. of the Modern with the tottering threads of ephemeralism that hang about it. and Master Balzer (1893). the man that stood between the past and the present. While. and link themselves — — . Hauptmann for Germany. he. but for our own generation. the best fruits of the art of naturalistic contemporary life have been gathered. by which Wildenbruch will long be remembered. and others. It makes little difference which of his dramas we may select. For on that day. we may say that Wildenbruch 's isolation is due to the fact that he was unable to adjust himself title. Hasty Love. The Sorroivs of Childhood. His most popular stories are Noble Blood and the two stories published under the title. or that to come. The Immortal Felix (1904).6 his THE GERMAN CLASSICS own generation: Ibsen for the world. he did not embrace the new yet the old had ceased speaking to him with the former solemn voice of command. For Hauptmann 's services are coming to an end. What next ? Who is going It might have been a Wildento be the coming leader? — bruch. the novels The Astronomer. It has to do with his why dramatic technique. there is another chief reason he failed to become a leader. The new leader will be the one able to solve the riddle of infusing lasting human ideals into the minds of the masses weighed down with the commonplaces of con- temporary life. The Wandering Light. therefore. But the Call of the Modern came upon him. The Other Mama. two really good plays. Sacrifice for Sacrifice (1883) The Crested Lark (1891). He had nothing more to give. The number of works founded on contemporary life is considerable. Among these The Saint. indeed. closer to the tendencies of the present day than any of his other dramas. It was a sorry day when Wildenbruch made up his mind to yield to the Call of the Modern. lost his message. to the new forces of a new age. a farce-comedy. The Miracle. became the leaders. we are glad Wholly.

which interferes seriously with the straight line of the action. sometimes three. that is by means of the characters themselves. An ideal drama calls for a variety of gifts — the invention of story. effective exposition. not able to create a powerful action by depth. is one not uncommon to writers. the logical structure. new material is introduced. This may go through a second and part of a third act. The second defect. — the other of characterization. one of the rarest gifts found among the world's dramatists. who was one of his favorite authors. To this gift. External incidents rather than inner forces govern the action. but not closely woven into unity. that of characterization. individual threads of the composition become looser. creation of incidents. For this reason lie has been called the dramatist of the first act. Therein they err. who. and nearly always effective on the stage.ERNST VON WILDENBRUCH 7 an interesting. At the end. Then something new sets in. The We pass through a series of episodes. which are likewise structurally faulty. make up for the deficiency by the invention of new episodes spread over a wide surface. generally executed with dramatic power. is not the* only mark of dramatic genius. Wildenbruch never succeeded entirely in freeing himself from it. analytic faculty of building the dramatic structure as an architect builds his masses is. which. To this he owed his success. characterization. The drama begins to 'bulge out in the middle. however important. would have made him . indeed. For must not the story-teller possess this gift also? Wil- denbruch had the special genius of creating dramatic incidents. A suspense is created. On this account some writers have denied him dramatic talent altogether. or from the historical dramas of The Shakespeare. Two chief defects stand out one of structure. he might have learned from Heinrich von Kleist. we find ourselves the recipients of two. unaccompanied by other qualities. The structural defects. He has a magic power of presenting a line of action in which difficulties arise which we like to see solved. dialogue. Characterization alone. actions instead of one.

King Henry.8 THE GERMAN CLASSICS merely a writer of melodramas. the display of passion immediately translated into deeds. with the exception in which he uses a four-stressed meter with unfortunate results. Songs and Lyrics (1877). pro- . Wildenbruch deserves to be mentioned among the poets. which rather unfortunate title I have translated Henry IV. in prose form. Last Poems (1909) but because of the poetry in many of his dramas. The action at times brilhant. He himself divided the drama into two parts. which has a prologue. Through these qualities he was able to outdistance the melodramatist. Songs a/nd Ballads (1887). and Emperor Henry. is not suited to lyrical passages. patriotic fervor. of Germany. Nearly all of Wildenbruch 's historical dramas are written in verse. for the peculiar style. and to win for himself an enviable position among the German dramatists of the But a new school could never have nineteenth century. Not only because of his lyrics and ballads. Often one . Often his poetry sounds hollow. in prose . very free in character. It was a wise choice which induced Wildenbruch to cast the highly dramatic subject matter of Heinrich und Heinrich's Geschlecht. and a love for man. other historical dramas. The first two parts of this trilogy make a dramatic work of high It has greater unity and cohesion than any of his order. A of The Commander-m-Chief and The New Ruler. and Emperor Henry. entitled respectively Child Henry (the Prologue of the play). also his Hohenzollern dramas. associated itself seriousness of purpose. occurs in The Songs of Euripides meter. The story itself has momentous historical significance. King Henry. Henry IV. It may also be called a trilogy. the onward. and to replace them by prose. an attachment to the ideal. hasty rush of action. lyrical His plays which deal with contemporary life are (1909). chiefly in pentameter meter. been founded on this technique. of Germany is in prose. regrets not to be able to take these poetic passages out of their fixed places in the dramatic composition.

maturing growth. nevertheless. natural. we feel justified in saying that although Wildenbruch was not great. It is The dialogue is forceful. The situations create suspense throughout. a work that has qualities of permanency. is. In 1912 a national committee was January 15. though it contains excellent dra- matic material. The chief characters live and move. of Germany. 1909. . as independent. psychological makes one deplore the pecuand social. dramatic. lyric. been altogether faithful to history.ERNST VON WILDENBBUCH 9 Whether he has ceeds organically to an inevitable end. as there are in all of Wildenbruch's dramas. in the main. possessed ingredients of that precious amalgam that goes into the of making of great men. The third part of the trilogy Henry IV. direct. we care not. and liar conditions. inferior to the two parts Ernst von Wildenbruch died given here in translation. but they obtrude less in this. There are lapses of motivation. and an appeal made to the German people for a monument to be erected in his memory at Weimar. which stood hin- deringly in the way of the author's stable. in the main. formed. epic. Placing this work by the side of the choicest of his other works. selfacting beings. he.

her young daughter Pbaxedis. Abbot of Clugny Rapoto. [10] .) TRANSLATED BY ROBERT M. ArcMeocon of Rome Hugo. WERNAER. wife of Emperor Henry 111 Heney. crossbow bearer of Emperor Henry III Place of the Prologue — Goslar Permission G. still a child Count Otto von Nordheim of Germany Hermann } of the Billunq family >- j Saxon Nobles ECKBEBT VON MeISSEN Udo von deb Nobdmark Anno. PH. Grote.D. Archbishop of Cologne HiLDEBBAND. Berlin. her son {ten years old) Countess Adelheid von Piemont Beetha.ERNST VON WILDENBRUCH KING HENRY* A Drama in Four Acts with a Prologue (First Part of Henry IV of Germany. Author of Romanticism and the Romantic School in Oeimany PERSONS OF THE PROLOGUE Agnes.

turning to the left). A fir fir trees and garden. Fool! [Continues working. The Emperor is going on the hunt. he's A A going. bethese crossbows? cause the huntsmen took horn crossbows. gray hair and beard. The Emperor? On the hunt? Was it not said this morning that he was not going? Voice {as before). is seated on a grassy mound in the centre of the foreground. at Goslar.PROLOGUE CHILD HENRY In the Palace simple. all of them. He works in this way for a time in silence. an old man with long. Rapoto! Rapoto {jumping up.'] A Voice {as before). you've — [11] . continuing his work).] Did I come into this world. A behind the scene). Rapoto. Don't you see Huriy up? — Hurry up ! armory. a series of steps lead to the entrance of the imperial palace. Rapoto. Idiot! Why do you keep calling? Don't you see I have my hands full? Voice {as before). you're a mighty lord. They are waiting for you to get things ready. I. from the They are waiting for you. Rapoto! Rapoto {to himself. not over-rich in appointments. the walls of which occupy the whole background. Crossbows lie about him. At the back. to tell these Saxon dullards what to do? Emperor. rather underbrush. In September! Don't they know that steel crossbows are needed in autumn? [He seats himself and continues his labor. a free-bom Frank. Rapoto! Rapoto. Don't shout like left. that I'm busy with I've to string them. wavy. Plans have been changed. Rapoto. Voice {from the this! A Voice {as before). which he is engaged in stringing.

why do you keep on coming to Goslar. [Falls ecstatically on My dear King.12 THE GERMAN CLASSICS seated four popes. these agitators and fighters [shaking his fist]. these Voice of a Boy {from the right. ho Rapoto {jumps excitedly from the ground. Rapoto [He Do you see that birch tree behind to the left. brown hair is confined by a gold band. and stretches out both of his arms). I'd take you — what — Henry {stamping on hunting from morning till night. I know these Saxons. You always want to play with me I want to go on the hunt. behind the scene). If I had my wish. [Stamps is — Who am I. my dear King. I w^ill go with you! I . he carries a small spear. turns to the right. Let hastens me show you how I can shoot. ho Rapoto. He comes running from the right. a hoy of ten. through the centre! his knees before the boy.] ! the two firs? Straight through the firs I'll hit it! [Hurling the spear. the ground). I know these wild hogs. my star. ornamented with red and gold embroidery . my do you wish Rapoto shall do moon.] split right There! Rapoto {whose eyes have followed the throw). for you? Do you wdsh to take a ride on my back? Shall I be your horse? Henry. his long. dressed in white. you're as wise as King Solomon. My dear ! ! eagles about you on the ground. fiery — but and as strong as Saint Michael with the sword. my sun. Henry. Rapoto. there is one thing I can't understand. to these rough Harz Mountains! Do you not own land on the banks of the Rhine and the Main? Isn't it pleasanter to live among free-born Franks ^han here among false-hearted Saxons? Your throne that I should thus speak to you ? I 'm your faithful crossbow bearer. — King! Enter King Henry.] The birch. and you must take me wdth you. Rapoto.] — too high you can't see the nor the moles at your feet. But I can't take you.

] Christ and his saints like — how you pain an old man from the old -man's like this? me ! Henry {withdrawing quickly Did I — did I pain you? head). Wait a moment in front of the palace. Rapoto. I would not be angry with you! Henry {embracing the old man). and kisses this [He makes. I love you. had you torn off all my hair. Rapoto. that it is my mother that forbade you to take me with you on the hunt? . She is always so stern. in solemn fashion. Rapoto.] — you love me too? Rapoto. — — little while men Rapoto. Isn't this a good thing to do? Henry. — some blind And you gave it to them? [Kisses the boy's My dear King.] Rapoto. there were ago. I know my pause. What do you think — pulling my hair his hands Henry. Rapoto.] Oh. me. the sign of the cross on Rapoto 's — forehead. he loves you. does Rapoto — my father love Why this question? Henry. in thought). Yes. it's empty! Rapoto {exploring with Henry the empty purse). I'll give you something. [He puts his hand in the embroidered purse which hangs from his belt. Where is it gone to? Henry a yes {thinking). When my father sees me. Not as much as not? shouldn't she love you? my father does she? — Henry. She blesses you with the sign of the holy cross. Rapoto. Yes. [There is a my mother love me? Why Why Henry. father loves me.] Rapoto — does Of course. dear King.KING HENEY will! 13 seizes You must take me! [He Rapoto by the Rapoto. Rapoto do hands. my Henry {lost me? Rapoto. hair and pulls him. but my mother does only he laughs. and my beard too. Isn't it true. I love you.

do again what you did a little while ago. ** I know these wild hogs. — Henry Rapoto. for the others {makes a threatening motion with his fists. that these Saxons never cause you tears when the time comes for you to be emperor! . So I do. stamps on the ground. Rapoto. I know these Saxons. the bog clings affectionately to the old man. For God's sake. {clings to the old man — laughing). the old ! Henry man. — have! Henry. the — Yes. — Henry. was never angry [Both seat themselves. whom are you threatening with your clenched fists? Not your away from Henry {throws mother. Rapoto. That's what you did {making a threatening motion with his fist]. my dear King. that's what I said. isn't Uncle Otto a Saxon? The only good man among them.14 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Since you ask {tears hmiself Rapoto. Rapoto. Is it true that the Saxons are hogs? Hogs why that? — Because you said. see you do again what you did before. Rapoto. Do you see that Rapoto (rising). my dear King. Christ and his saints Henry.] Henry {choking with laughter).] Henry. Rapoto. But Uncle Otto Uncle — Otto? is no hog? Do you mean — Nordheim? — Henry. Quite right. me — yes. Say. A little wMle ago? What was it I did? Henry. — now Rapoto. it looked so comical. May God grant. Rapoto? Avith you. no one! Rapoto. and threatens with clenched fists toward Seetliat! See that! the left). surely? himself into the arms of the old man)." what ears you Rapoto {laughing). Rapoto. No one shall hear it. You I care for me again. Rapoto. I know these Saxons Rapoto. I'll never do it again you'll tell no one. Do you see.

Are there people with iron Yes. When your I stood by his side when father heard these tidings — — he became deathly pale. that he was going on the hunt. your father has iron hands. — — — these godless Heathens. Shall I be emperor some day. my dear King. Rapoto. don't tell anybody about it.'] [Rapoto rises suddenly. and hate him. go as long as I can remember. There tremblingly against the old How he trembles — The hoy nestles man. I'll cut their (startled). able to recognize him. as happened And this was I had never seen him before. That's why the If they hate my father. suddenly it was said. Count William in that no one it have conquered. who strokes him. does 15 my father know that they are rule. It occurred yesterday when tidings were brought to him of the heathen Wends. after all. Rapoto? Rapoto. Would serve them right Henry. that your father changed three times in one hour.KING HENRY Henry. the ground. and holds them under his iron hands'? Henry. Saxons fear him. I know what I know. defeated and cut his body to pieces. I'll tell you something which nobody knows: your father is not as well as people ! Henry — think. and broke down like a tree cut by the ax. Say. and. that he would not go on the hunt. then. You will be emperor. his will [He takes both — — hands of the boy. and then again. Rapoto. Rapoto. . Henry (startled). sooner perhaps than you may think. The Wends. Be quiet. that a battle had been fought between them and Count William von der Nordmark. No Rapoto (quieting him). never has it happened that he would. so bad? He knows fist his iron — it. he would have fallen to morning the rumor was. heads off once I am emperor! Rapoto. If we had not caught him. turning is a pause. battle.

that bloody dog.] Enter Ordulf and Eckbert von Meissen. [Henry. Put out Rapoto. — the imperial bull is crippled. . to whom — you knew these people trembling lips. if that's true! Ordulf. Ordulf. then stopsJ] I don't wish to run away.] Henry But —I don't wish to run away. stops in the rear. But he is going on the hunt. Rapoto rear. and keep it to yourself. the latter follows a few steps. it will make him choke.16 THE GERMAN CLASSICS dear King. {standing behind the boy. because Ordulf. arms crossed staring to the right). Of course. speaking over his shoulder). put their eyes out. Believe what I tell you. come away! These men to the left. Hosanna to the Heathens. in front of the palace. and occupies himself with the crossbows. his brother — if Henry his {with pale. They are the Saxon Dukes. Rapoto standing behind him. and glowing eyes. he does not wish any one to find it out. Ordulf and Hermann. The Wends have given him a hot mush to eat on the banks of the Elbe.] it is better that they do not see you! that are coming [He takes up the crossbows. you gave your money from"? — do you know where they came of From the country Bremen. and draws the hoy to the My — Henry. Ordulf. Those blind men. Eckbert. Eckbert. from the right. to tell the Emperor of their misery. What sort of are they I people Rapoto. Henry {seizes with both hands the arm of the old man). Henry sits down. he would make me feel his horns. [He pulls the boy a few steps to the rear. Don't talk so loud! He is still living! If he learns what I've told you. come away! {frees himself again). — their eyes! Therefore I say. the worst of them all! The two Billingers.

That's true. That would cause too much of a stir. Ordulf {stretching out both of his arms). But he has sharp ears. the Abbot. And I He Is he is going on the hunt? going. The simplest thing would be if we [He makes with his hand the sign of cutting one's head off. Ordulf. Ordulf. certed.] Hermann. any more with him. Yes. {dropping By I just got a thunder — I didn't Hermann. Hermann {with a like glance). We must look out that this son does not get the upper hand. 17 Have you seen Was he with the Emperor? Cologne! Hermann. Hildebrand has left him already.] rid of the Emperor. That will be a good thing for us. [He steps closer to the two You've just heard that possibly we may get others. the man from Hermann. The father Eckbert. He has a son. What do I care about that boy I must tell you ! something I can't put off. Ordulf. and is playing with the crossbows. but not all we want. — — Hermann Ordulf {taking hold of his hand). Do you think he heard us? Ordulf {with a side glance toiuard Henry).] Eckbert. Vol. \_They are discon- and put their heads together. Eckbert {glancing to the right). on the right.KING HENRY Enter Hermann. But Otto von Nordheim is still with him. Hugo. Ordulf. Hildebrand is not Hermann. has troubled us long enough. My friends. XVII—2 — . the Billung. Who is with him ? Hermann. my brothers if I think what might So. EcKBERT {meeting him). although he sits in his room pale as a sheet. so it seems. Ordulf! [Glancing see toward the him! The boy! rear. glimpse of him. I think.] his arms). Bah! He's too far off. and Hildebrand.

one who will dance Hermann. why? EcKBERT. But a bull should not again be permitted to lord over the empire. why not? EcKBERT. the Archbishop. As soon as the old man has closed his eyes. we'll deliver the boy into Anno's hands. Is Otto von Nordheim on our side? Ordulf. Who will undertake to do this? to — — our piping. trampling Ordulf (laughing). Ordulf. Ordulf. And? — — What do you think can be done with a — it. EcKBERT. bull calf that is not to be a bull? Hermann. There you have EcKBERT. And? Ordulf. Nonsense. he shall take him to Cologne. Geld it. I have Anno is our man. Anno. Yes. (calling Don't talk so loud ! suddenly aloud toward the right). I'll not be a party to this. I say! Hermann Henry (taking Ordulf by the hand). If Otto von Nordheim is not on our side. Of course. I don't know. — necessary authority in the empire. we will train the boy into a man such as we want him to be. but to be sure he is king: we yes. he will do it. Have you talked with him? Ordulf. however unwillingly. Without him. but have sworn him allegiance at Aachen. Ordulf.18 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Quite right. EcKBEKT. Uncle Otto! Uncle Otto! Hermann (wheeling about). Are you agreed to that? [There is a pause.'] EcKBERT. If. us under foot. Let's talk with Nordheim. Ordulf. Yes but — Ordulf. he is to be emperor. forced upon us by the black Henry. By thunder.wouldn't have the . what's that! . The devil. the matter . then.

Oh. he has a wild nature. My young IGng. Otto von Nordheim {taking the sword from the belt). Yes. and throws himself into his arms). The Emperor taught him how to dance. have you? Henry. King of the Huns. as a matter of fact. sword from the scabbard).KING HENRY 19 Enter from the right Otto von Nordheim. EcKBERT. Just see the affection between these two. . meantime the boy is occupying himself in making thrusts into the air with the bare sword. I received it as a present from King Solomon of Hungary. Never. Uncle Otto? at it : Look sword. Ordulf. of a bear. Uncle Otto? Otto von Nordheim. May I draw it out. but. Henry {holding the sword in his hands). and strokes his head).] Otto von Nordheim {to Henry). \^In the . a great hero wielded this belonged to King Etzel. and leaves in the rear. Henry {drawing at it! the Do as you please. A sword like this you have never seen. Uncle Otto? Otto von Nordheim {greets the hoy affectionately. my young King. that trouble you: I know Nordheim. If you like it so well. I'll tell you what I'll do. What sword is this that hangs from your belt. who conquered nearly the whole world. Are you also going on the hunt with father. Don't somewhat to be great friends. once upon a time. Henry (tims up to him. Henry {loohing with admiration at the sword of Otto von Nordheim). The time is not far distant when they will gird you with a sword on that day I'll give you this sword as a present. my young King. He gives him his own sword seem let Hermann. look EcKBERT — these two he is {to his tivo fricnds). all they need to do now is to kiss. It Otto von Nordheim. Rapoto takes up the crossbows. I don't know yet whether your father is going.

Ordulf. You are that. brutal not going to plunge that mighty sword of yours into me. I — And a mighty one. That's more than I can bear. his great anger. What should trouble me? — — The sword of a godless Heathen Otto von Nordheim. Ordulf. — Of Ordulf.20 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Henry (throws himself vehemently/ into the arms of Otto VON Nordheim). Ordulf. is which he can suppress only with plainly visible). Henry (he withdraws instinctively a step. Why that am to be king. Otto VON Nordheim. — — my name against is Ordulf. Ordulf — what — have you Henry (with wide staring eyes. Henry (seizing convulsively Otto von Nordheim 's hand). I too have a sword. are you? I'm almost afraid of you. — — does this man say. Be (turning to Nordheim. Otto von Nordheim (warningly). You're in the face with a sardonic. and man there knows it perfectly well. clinging to Nordis that Ordulf? Uncle Otto. is heim). Hermann Ordulf (to Ordulf). is as good a Christian as you or I. Ordulf (he looks the boy grin). Ordulf? course. What do you mean? Ordulf. doesn't what you've tell me Otto von Nordheim just been offering to the young prince at all trouble vouf [Henry stares at Ordulf with wide open eyes. who wore it. Mean? Is he not to be the German King some this young prince? day. Uncle Am my young King. quiet. He who puts men's eyes out? . Now you have heard it. young King. But a Hungarian is no German. Henry. pointing his finger at Ordulf). difficulty. King Solomon. Ordulf Ordulf. Uncle Otto! Ordulf.'] Otto von Nordheim. I love you. that I I not king already? Otto? Otto von Nordheim.

] . ! young King — Henry {to Ordulf.'] Hermann. Henry turns his head to the right. Be quiet. a girl of the age of Henry. are many hlind men. led by a lady of the court. he aims the point at Ordulf). Agnes. he drops the sword slowly. did you not hear me? [Henry remains in his defiant attitude without the sword back. To hell with Otto von Nordheim. He. Praxedis. Nordheim! [Hermann and Eckbert approach. You wretch! You — you — [He makes amotion Henry as though to attack the hoy. if you strike me! Take the sword from the boy. — you — wicked man! still aimed at I am Enter Empress Agnes^ folloived by Countess Adelheid von Piemont. you him). stops Henry! her in great surprise on [Startled. the sword not afraid of you.] Agnes. it to me. Ordulf Henry {in a loud voice).] Wilful boy. How can you permit this.'] {taking hold of the hilt of the sword with both hands. They come from the right. How Henry. moving. Behind these. Agnes {at the sight of the right son. Henry? And you use it to threaten people with? Hand [Henry looks down in a defiant attitude.KING HENRY 21 Ordulf {roused to great anger). seeing his mother. Nordheim? Eckbert. Uncle Otto gave did you come by this sword. Agnes comes a few steps toward him. had — — their eyes put out ! Ordulf. Ordulf. in front of the palace. who is leading her daughter Bertha by the hand. — calling aloud). The boy threatening us with the bare sword Otto von Nordheim {tries to calm Henry). my Ordulf. I pierce you. Uncle Otto out there.

Count von Nordheim. Don't me. Oh. I ask of you. to the Duke. I — — — Agnes. Agnes. be discouraged. steps back.] Agnes. Wicked boy Henry {pressing hoth his hands to his temples). and. Well are you not going to do it ? Henry. Etzel's sword on me. he offers him his hand reluctantly. takes the sword from him). mother.22 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Enter from the right Archbishop Anno and Hildkbrand. No! No! No! Agnes. You holy men of God. I— I cannot? will not. my child you give me much sorrow! YShe seats herself a little toward the front. stroking his Don't hair with a smile. and disobey their parents with defiance. Henry Hi^NBY {stamping on the ground). come to me. Otto von Nordheim {steps to the hoy. my boy. and ask him to go pardon you. shaking her head). Agnes {looks at the hoy. that I am wicked ! ! — tell Agnes {turning to Anno and Hildebrand). They remain at the entrance. Ordulf. I cannot. I beg of you.] And you. I thought you had seen it. Servants bring seats for the Empress and her party. Duke [To Henry. tell this irreverent boy what punishment after is who seek to take the awaiting those in the herelife of others. without looking at him. me what happened here? Ordulf {with a coarse laugh). Henry. You Henry. give him your hand. Take your sword back. and shakes his head. Henry takes half a step toward Ordulf. you will wield your Agnes. . the Archdeacon. when you are older. [With a toss of his head. drops it again. Tell own sword.'] Forgive him his wrong. Agnes. Your son attempted to try King your Highness. I beg of you.

Count von Nordheim? Otto von Nordheim. Don't you know her? Your cousin Bertha? She who is to be your wife some day? Bertha (has taken her kerchief from her pocket. and embraces her convulsively/. but let the matter rest Henry [throws — — here. give a courtly bow to the E^npress. [In a low tone to Ordulf. Hermann. advances toward Henri'. Duke Ordulf. You see how excited the boy is. let us go. 1 Mother. [Ordulf. be good to me! {frees herself Agnes from me. in a sudden fury of passion.'] Agnes. Count Otto. you are the torment of my Henry life! — I have done no his hands). be good to me Mother. I think it would be better if you go now. Leave child. and is dry(lifting up both of — ing his eyes). [Mother and child face each other a moment in silence. toward his mother.] Oh.] Bertha (advances toward Henry from. placing her arm about his neck). Eckbert. and leave on the left. from Agnes.] what more €lo you want I Ordulf (remains a moment longer lost in angry thought. Come. Ordulf. Ordulf. Do you think so. Poor Henry don't weep. then throws his head back). himself in despair into the arms of Otto VON Nordheim). then Henry^ drops his hands. Uncle Otto you you help me! Otto von Nordheim. Who are you? Ad^IjHeid (advancing). [Otto von Nordheim turns the boy away him. and breaks out into tears.KING HENRY Henry. There is a pause. Of course it wasn't. It w^asn't I who gave him the sword to play with. the rear. Very well. with ! open arms. don't take my son's part against his mother. Henry (turning toward her). do not strike me! wrong! Mother. I 23 am not irreverent ! [He rushes in despair. . let me dry your eyes. Hermann. Come away now. you — wicked the embrace of the boy).

please. greet him. [Condiccting^EBTB^Abackto ADmjUEiD. Yes. kiss the archbishop 's hand. one must often humble one's self before children do you do this? Agnes. time have approached. Henry.] Anno {making the sign of the cross over Henry). and kiss his hand. — Henry Agnes. Hn^DEBRAND. My imperial cousin. my dear child. Henry. and don't forget me for we shall meet each other again in life. Archbishop Anno. [Henry stares at him. give him. greet you. Let him alone. Agnes. — stranger. — I've I don't need her ker- Agnes Bertha by : given you a good child. Adelheid. I greet you. Hhjdebrand. Hildebrand. he cannot weep.] Henry greet these holy men. Don't kiss for then I cannot see your face. God has dealt unjustly between us {taking chief Henry {pushing her hand away).] You wear a regal band about your hair you are a — . I Hhdebrand {gives him his hand). {goes to Anno). the hand). ^ that he Henry {goes to Hildebrand). Look at me. methinks you are in need of peace. [There is a pause. my hand.I Cousin He has Adelheid. may kiss it. You you don't look like other men. [Henry bends over Anno's hand. I know them. Go to the envoy of the holy Pope. your hand. my young King. What are they? . he can only make others weep. — Mng? Henry.24 THE GERMAN CLASSICS stopped crying. I am a king. Yes. Peace be with your soul. Do you know what a king's duties are on this earth? Henry. Day and night I humble myself before God in — [Anno and Hh^debrand in the meanprayer for him.] do you look at me so strangely? Why Henry. Bishop Anno of Cologne.



Kings are strong because they are kings! HiLDEBRAND. [Great commotion among all present. folding her hands in her lap). that evil men may not put out their eyes. in a loud voice). that was a regal thought. Must kiugs uot fear their God? Henry. Your question is blasphemy against God. do you not fear God? HiLDEBRAND.'] where Adelheid receives K-^-so {in aloud. Agnes Do {sinks into a chair. do you know that also? Henry {after a little reflection). 25 To protect helpless people. you not blame me for this! come from Rome. who is it that gives kings strength to perform the duties of their office. Severe discipline! Stem. Agnes. Henry! Henry {looking with fear at his mother. he turns to Hildebrand). Now tell me. My young King. who permitted His Son to die that we all might live. HiLDEBRAND. You don't know what a comfort your anger to me. but Henry. is Hildebrand.KING HENRY Henry. so I believe. Tell me. stern voice). No man. to him. not here to comfort you. Kings need fear no one. life is long. of Him? I love Him — why then be afraid Hildebrand {places his hand on the hoy's head). the source of eternal truth. [Henry moves to him and speaks severe discipHne ! the rear. and is no worse than you are yourself. but to quicken You are troubled about your boy. Did I commit a sin? Agnes. I . Ah. with much reason but he is your child. You ask whether you sinned ? Have you not been — — — taught to fear God? Henry {to Hildebrand). archdeacon.^ Agnes (startled. and perhaps you. you have yet much to learn. No. am . are there souls foreordained to eternal punishment? Hildebrand {by her side).

This shall not happen Because the time has come. unseat and seat popes. Are all that are crowned doomed to perdition? HiLDEBRAND {wUh a SYnile) You would like to hear that ! . when the must triumph over the flesh ! spirit RapotO enters from the right. setting defiantly at naught the will of God. when again. with both hands. your husband is excepted? Agnes {seizes. four times. God's hand is upon him. HiLDEBRAND band. Do you come from the Emperor? The Emperor sent me to ask whether Count Otto von Nordheim wishes to join him on the hunt. No HiLDEBRAND. as they are not in the power of any one who rules only over bodies. at the head of noisy armies. the abode of the eternal spirit. therefore. never! physical power must yield to the head. has seen him.26 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Agnes. Agnes. You would like to change him by precepts but precepts are mere words. We are all sinners. . ! Yes is ! — your husband and lord. were he not an emperor's son. All might be well with the boy. down to Rome. Change yourself first Agnes (her bosom heaving). I know that well. to There are tidings from your hus- Agnes Rapoto. not over souls. Agnes. HiLDEBRAND. Is upon him? HiLDEBRAND. and. and words cannot change the . {turning Rapoto). acts which were not in his power to do. has seen him seize. four times. Assurc me what you said of the others does not apply to him! HiLDEBRAND. Emperor Henry. From his royal ancestors he has inherited the overbearing mind quick to do the daring deed. blood. the hand that of HiLDEBRAND ). And yet it does apply to him. no. across the Alps. with worldly power. For God has seen him march. {to Agnes). terror-stricken.

let me go with him on the hunt Mother. Oh! Cousin Adelheid.] Henry {rushes from Nordheim to his mother. Henry. Well. no. My young King I don't know [He looks smilingly over toivard the empress.] {to — . Henry {after severe inner struggle). come here. take me with you. my young King. And you. Well. [Both children stand side by side way in front. will you not give him yours? Bertha {clinging to AuELHEm) Henry doesn't care for me. I have told you.] Henry. the Emperor is awaiting you. please Agnes. speak to that so? Adelheid {bursts out laughing). kneels down.] Henry {he presses both of his fists to his eyes). my young Prince! A king you are? Kings are courteous to women. then. and embraces her knees). please. Otto von Nordheim. Agnes. Henry.] . and clings I am coming ! — — ! ! I Oh! Agnes. 27 to leave on the right. Mother. and seizes her hand). [He goes reluctantly to Bertha. Of course it is. Then I will be courteous also. Rapoto folloivs him. Henry? Henry {goes to Bertha. and play with her. [Adelheid comes with Bertha to the front. Henry. bring your daughter to me. Oh! [He is about Henry runs after him. only this once I'll never ask you again! Agnes (turning impatiently from him). please.] please. Is. Another time. Count von Nordheim. I I cannot talk with girls I don't wish to play with girls! — ! Adelheid {goes to Henry. No. her his hand. Uncle Otto. and bends smilingly over him). come here. Henry. Otto von Nordheim. and offers — Adelheid There! Bertha. who doesn't knoiv what to do). my little daughter Henry is offering you his hand. [He leaves on the right. Ah. Mother. Do you hear that. to him.KING HENRY Otto von Nordheim.

Bertha. some time ! boldly into her face).] Henry a loiv tone of voice ) Say. the Obotrite. Bertha. killed her father in battle.] Agnes. Agnes {draiving back with horror). made her a prisoner.28 THE GERMAN CLASSICS true that you are to be my wife? She is betrothed to you before God. \^She offers ingly. Henry has stepped with Praxedis to the to . suppose. Anno. his eyes fall on Praxedis. Let go the hand of the Wendish girl! [Henry obeys reluctantly. Heathen A Wend. A Heathen! Praxedis {looks ! Agnes. Count William von der Nordmark. But — better. Henry. who that other one I like standing in the rear). Henry {steps behind Praxedis. I Agnes. I like her. can you ride and shoot ? Praxedis {the same). It Is it Henry. and — is kneeling before her. and converted her to Christianity. I should like much to go hunting with you. too. looks at him smilI like you. I can ride and shoot. is That other one? Of he speaking? whom Anno {leading Praxedis to the front). Of this one. then jumps up). him both of her hands. Yes. Would you like to go hunting with me ? Praxedis. Yes. and strokes her hair). Agnes. [There is a pause. Agnes {turning her head about). who. Praxedis {turns her head toward him. Praxedis is a Christian Praxedis is no ago. The daughter of Mistevois. The other ladies have approached Agnes and Bertha. Come here. This one [Praxedis has gone to her.] bless you. front. who makes the sign of the While Agnes is so occupied with cross over her.] {in .'] Anno. duty is your to love her. that I may [Bertha goes Agnes. Henry is {turns about slowly.

are you also betrothed? don 't know. Udo von DER Nordmark. Agnes. Praxedis. Henry. let me tell you when I am emperor. Empress — your Highness! [All present turn I — I do not wish to their heads toward Hugo. is just returning to the palace at full Agnes gallop. who went on the hunt with the Emperor. I would like much to be an empress. I 29 Say. Praxedis.] — but — I — I must you — frighten you tell Agnes. They remain at the entrance. I '11 be emperor one of these Henry.KING HENEY Henry (as before). Hermann. Count Otto von Nordheim. and other Saxon nobles. There is a noise of ing hither and thither. Enter from the right Abbot Hugo OF Clugny. Well. from the right. arises a low murmur the distance and increasing many steps hurry- left. then. Hugo. . about and These men tening steps? Where is the Count von Nordheim? Hugo (looking out on the right). — — do tiresome Weep ? But you have a wife already. Eckbert von Meissen. but I rather think so. Ordulf. — — . Without the Emperor. Yes. coming from in loudness.] Enter. ( rises startled from her seat ) . — you shall be my wife. Without the Emperor ? Hugo. haven't you? Yes but she weeps all the time that's awfully — you weep? No. and begin to talk excitedly with one another in a low tone of voice. What tidings do you bring? Hugo. What does that mean? [Behind the scene. He is just getting off his horse. Praxedis. on the of voices.. Agnes {looking perplexed — these voices — what means this hollow sound of hasterrified). Say do you know days would you like to be empress ? Praxedis. Henry.

he the rear. men and vwmen^ so and noblemen and churchmen. your master? Otto von Nordheim {lifting up his face toward her. Adelheid hastens to her side and supports her. My Empress — Almighty God! Agnes. Mother.] Otto von Nordheim {holding him back). God's judgment was upon him! God's judgment has stricken him! to my father. nor will you die. mother! mother. leave me I'll die if you leave me HiLDEBRAND {holding her hands in his hands). seizes her hand. help me [She staggers. where he fell from his horse as he rode by my side. come! ! ! . I must go him by the hand). The Emperor is dead. . far into Otto von Nordheim (goes to the empress. now come! Mother. — Agnes {covering her face with her hands. Henry {pulling Agnes by the dress). Here is your mother. Let me go ! Anno ! . Let me go to my father! Otto von Nordheim. as though God had stricken him with His thunder. come! Agnes {paying no attention to Henry. she turns and seizes HiLDEBRAND witJi both hands) Don't leave me! Don't Henry. showing great followed by a crowd of palace serva/nts. Agnes. suddenly. bareheaded. clutches his hair ivith both hands) My father! [Makes a move to . Where did you leave my husband. speaking so f tig). enters from the right.30 THE GERMAN CLASSICS is Otto von Nordheim emotion. falls into a chair). I will not leave you. falls on his knees before her. He is not here he lies out in the forest. takes hold of a chair. My young King Henry. In the hands of Him from Whose hands he came. your {taking place is by her side Henry {pulling his mother by the dress). Ordulf [in a loud and hard voice). that the stage is occupied.'] ! Henry [standing in the centre of the stage. Oh. run off toward the right. Come then. and bends over it). mother.

be trained in churchly disEcKBERT. I I don't know. give me Ordulf. cipline ? I consent! I. away to Cologne Henry {frees himself from Anno. Yield. in the versation with his friend). Uncle Otto! Help me! Save me. 31 Don't behave Henry. ! ! We Henry Agnes {tvith [Ordulf pushes the hoy into Anno's hands. —I strength Away My am God. and is now turning to Hildebrand). with him. Archbishop Anno and take him with you to Cologne? Anno. [Tossing his head ahout. There is a ! ! pause. — Henry. Eckbert von Meissen! ! All the Saxons. still She forbade living. for his own welfare and that of all Christians. Hildebrand. sur- . silent. {she has started from the chair. save me. You ! you consent that this stubborn boy. has had a whispering conOtto von Nordheim. and endure. be Mother! {is startled.] Ordulf {who. Mother! ^. so unseemly toward your mother. rushes to Otto von NordHEiM. We consent Ordulf. give too weak! me strength. then Agnes makes a move toivard her turns hack). Tell me what to do. child. save me [NoRDHEiM stands hesitating what to do. Give the boy to me.KING HENRY Anno {separating the hoy from his mother).'] here in the name of all free Saxons You have seen Do this boy draw his sword against free-bom men! hoy hy the shoulder). consent Will you take charge of him. me to now he is go to my father when he was dead: she shall lead me to my left dead father! Ordulf {comes suddenly from the seizes the ! toward the front and are not going to The time has come now orders here any longer give I speak for you to obey. emhracing his knees). an outcry). has cast a terrified look upon her son. render the boy! meantime.

to is the the fellow that sneaked into the festive gatherings of our servants. and throws ! Rapoto. Count von Nordheim Save your Emperor's ! ! ! hope. Does that mean — me! Anxo {steps between Nordheim and ? the Saxons). caught every word that fell from their unthinking lips. Who wrong. don't forsake me [Rapoto breaks suddenly through the crowd of men and women who fill the background. save his very own spirit Ordulf. Surrender him. and carried it in haste to the Emperor. Otto von Nordheim. himself on his knees before Otto von Nordheim. here it is! His hope. Otto von Nordheim. I Nordheim. Count von Nordheim. in the words of a child but the fear that speaks in these words is as just as the words of eternal truth All that remains of our Emperor Henry. It's the fellow that caused the Emperor's heart to turn in hatred Do you know against all that bear the Saxon name. as a dog trained to return his master's glove. that you threaten Otto von Nordheim. that. how can you twaddle of this miserable Frank? This ! listen. Count von ! ! . Remember your dead In your hands it is here it is Emperor. Count von Nordheim. — — . ! Uncle Otto. This child is speaking to you. his very own spirit. to educate Chris- tian kings in Christian ways? Otto vox Nordheim {maJies a move as though to put the I boy from him). My young King Henry {clings to him ivith increasing despair) Uncle Otto Don't hand me over to these men! Don't forsake me. What business have vou here Get vourself awav Rapoto. an evil thing. speaks here about threat Do you think it Count von Nordheim. be a father to this unhappy child ! Ordulf {advancing a step toward Rapoto).32 THE GERMAN CLASSICS EcKBERT.] In the name of God the Almighty. Count von Nordheim. do you know that? .

Surely. [He withdraws his arm from the hoy. {steps between My young King. in a you? Uncle into the hands of Ordulf and Eckbert. you will not do this! Anno Nordheim and the Saxons). discipline can hurt no one.'] / XVII— 3 . \_As Eckbert is lifting up the unconscious hoy. Christian will be No harm done you.] swoon. rades? 33 Will you take a stand against your own comAgainst your own country I Hermann. falls.KING HENRY EcKBERT. Come here! Henry {stares at Otto von Nordheim with wide open eyes). Otto von Nordheim (after a final struggle with himself). Count Otto von Nordheim. Otto von Nordheim. the — — — curtain Vol. Why urge this noble man? Can't you see that your threatening words offend him? Give the boy to me.'] Ordulf and Eckbert [seizing the hoy). Otto Uncle Otto [He falls.

of Worms. widow of Henby IV. the millers. the carpenters. his son [five years Pope Gbegoby Hugo. the smiths. Bishop of Zeitz Ben NO. of the fourth act in the Castle of Sant' Angelo in [34] Rome . his wife KoNRAD. Master of the Mint '\ i of Worms GozzELiN. Soldiers Rome Place: in The action of the first act takes place in Rome and Worms. the Ephbaim ben Jehuda ] Elders of the Jewish community at Worms SuszKiND VON Obb A Constable of Wo^ms GOTTSCHALK ) ^^^ King's messengers Adalbert f Pbaxedis. the coopers. Bishop of Bremen Eppo. Abbot of Clugny Liemae. Bishop of Osnabriick VVezel. Worms. Emperor Henry III German King old] of Germany Bebtha. a Flemish Knight Donadeus of Rome A Young Priest of Rome Captain of the Castle Sant' Angelo in Priests. the butchers. Bishop of Halberatodt Count Otto von Nobdheim Heemann Bellunq EcKBBxiT von Meissen ^ Saxon Nobles Henby Rudolf (Udo's son) of Suabia von deb Nobdmabk I Welf of Bavaria German Nobles ] Besthold of Garvnthia UlBICH von GrODESHEIM Hebmann von Gleisbebg ^''^iffhts of ( the King Lambebt. fishermen. the 1 sword-cutlers. toife of the Count Henry von der Nordmark The Prefect of Rome Count Cencius of Rome | Gerbald. the saddlers. of the second act of the third act in the Castle of Canossa. Mayor Gozzo. her son. Citizens.KING HENRY In Four Acts persons of king henry Agnes. Toll Collector The Masters of the Guilds of the merchants. Bishop of Magdeburg BuBKHARDT. the bakers.

Lambert. coopers. on which we see a number of open parchments. and carpenters.KING HENRY 35 ACT A I series of steps lead up to large room in the city hall at Worms. and inkstands. are standing in groups about the stage. saddlers. All these great fighters have surrendered unconditionally Otto Count von Nordheim. Lambert. the Mayor. a second table. He will be wel- come. Good citizens of Rome. and Knight Ulrich von GODESHEiM. your Duke and Count. Ulrich von Godesheim. and defeated them in a bloody battle. The entrances to the room are on the right and left. All {in a simple. also the faithless bishops. No. sword cutlers. from the Unstrut. table). the master of the mint. has a message for us from our King Henry. butchers. fishermen. a third table. and the worst of them all. Knight Ulrich von Godesheim. millers. subdued tone of voice). Frederick von Goseck. Gozzo {striking the better. Eckbert von Meissen and Henry von der Nordmark. Hermann Billung. in front of the stage. Listen to what he has to say. Honorable masters of the guilds. and Gozzelin. the back wall which is pierced with windows. He comes from Thuringia. the Count Palatine. the German King. We heard about it. where he fought with the rebellious Saxons from noon till the fall of night. The ten masters of the guilds of the merchants. Ulkich von Godesheim. . Lambekt. Gozzo. On the platform beneath this. bakers. Henry. Below. Wezel von Magdeburg. are seated at the table in front. no. Ulkich von Godesheim. whom you know. are standing on the steps. Our own Adalbert is not much All {laughing). the toll-collector. smiths. Burkhardt von Hal: berstadt. is coming to see you. On the first platform A stands a table with chairs.

as fast as their horses would carry them. Then the fight began a butcherBut there ing and killing as in a slaughter house. But behind the dukes stood the Saxon peasants. happened on the banks of the Unstrut. King Henry has a warm bitterly. Lambert. I guess not many of them survived. and It rode away across the fields.36 Gozzo. a friend of burghers and of peasants. and he loves you. They stopped. Gozzo. Duke Gottfried at their head with his ! — Lothringian horsemen. All the cities along the Rhine Henry is a friend of burghers. Ulrich von Godesheim. stop! Lambert. it my own will show you that what you said is indeed true. they threw their shields on their backs. Lambert. And they stopped? Ulrich von Godesheim. and shouted: Stop. Yes. Quite so. Ulrich von Godesheim. who could not run away why? Because they had no horses. . know that King GozzELiN. Ulrich von Godesheim. King Hearts such as his can hate but also love truly. citizens heart. I wish they had broken their necks Ulrich von Godesheim. . All Has he? (laughing) TJlrich von Godesheim. in golden armor from head to foot. Upon these. for that one was : the King — King Henry. appeared one on a white horse. the pursuers threw themselves. and the way back he has forgotten. Henry knows that. Gozzo. I'll tell you what I've seen with eyes. Ulrich von Godesheim. THE GERMAN CLASSICS We showed him the way out of the walls of Worms. Tell us. who threw himself against the Lothrin" '' gians. crowded together like a herd of sheep without a shepherd. of Worms. When the Saxon dukes saw that everything was lost. Lambert.

Sir Ulrich. and shut our purse? ! Enter from the right a Constable. Turn around. he has a close acquaintance with the wines of the cellars of Worms. GozzELiN. me? . ! 37 Well done. and have a sharp eye for such things. You need not fear. King Henry needs money. Ulrich von Godesheim. and cried aloud. and when he needs money. a feast day with the people. Ulrich von Godesheim. No Gozzo. Citizens of Worms. shall we love King Henry with words only. King " Let us Henry said go to Worms there I will spend God : . and kissed his hands and feet. I am the Master of the Mint. when the battle had come to an end. you are is called Henry of the approaching! He is the gate! King already three quarters to way from Hofheim. as one would a goodfor-nothing? All. King Henry bless King Henry! Ulrich von Godesheim. Gozzo. yes. there stands the table which we have pre- pared for our King Henry. No ! we open our mouth." Lambert {pointing to the upper table). Mayor. Gozzo. send him away in shame. You needn't tell Gozzelin that. I read it in your face. Our Liehfrauenmilch from Anno Domini I know Lambert. there is yet another thing. My face? Gozzo. I knew you would say Gozzelin. Sir Godesheim. laughing). That's what the Saxon peasants also said when they fell down on their knees before him. Constable.KING HENRY Lambert. Gozzo. Don't forget the wine. Gozzelin. Thereupon. — — . Sir Godesheim. — that. Shall All. will you come with Lambert. Gozzo {strikes the table. All {laughing) Yes. Good people.

Five hundred pound measurement? the Cologne The Merchant. All The Master of the Mint talks as though he were King Henry himself. honorable Guilds! Who head the list? The Merchant. the merchants come first. write down on your parchment what each one of the Guilds is willing to give. and here is parchment. (laughing). Lambert {as he leaves on the right). The Sword Cutler (speaking up instantly). All right. ounces. four hundred for the butchers also The Butcher. We. I'll come with you. Don't forget the sword cutlers. That makes one hundred and twenty thousand denarii in round numbers. — The Butcher. Gozzo. The Butcher. at sixteen Gozzo (writes). Well. Gozzo. ! . Put down four hundred for the sword cutlers. they'll give the most. Gozzo. The Sword Cutler.'] Now the Master of the Mint is seated. much — by first shall I put down The Merchant. the merchants may be the first for this once.38 THE GEEMAN CLASSICS Uleich von Godesheim. The Butcher. By the Cologne measurement. By the Cologne measurement. silver. The Butcher. The butchers have the for them? Let's come to the merchants — howsay. we are satisfied. Gozzo. Give me your hand! Merchants. Put down five hundred pound in fine Gozzo (writing). Let's go on who's the next? — We can 't pay five hundred put down three hundred for the butchers. if you — please. . yes. Master of the Mint. his A\ill [Lambert and Godesheim leave on the right. else the butchers would have the first say. Speak up. Yes. I dare say.

butchers Well done. the carpenters 'each hundred and fifty pound. one hundred and twenty-two thousand denarii. Not that I know of. fifty pound The Baker. the whole hall is The bakers and the millers are row ! The Butcher. I thick with flower dust Goodness. But we know. Put down two hundred pound for the bakers. Two hundred and fifty for the millers two hundred for the bakers who's the next? The Smith. Gozzo {writes). The Fisherman {scratching well — write down — The fishermen — fifty pound for the fishermen. The Miller. Gozzo (writes). The Miller. Put down one hundred and fifty for the — — smiths. What d' you mean? The Baker. table). The smiths. The Baker. Aren't you twice as rich as we are? The Miller. two hundred also. There are The Carpenter. The Baker. The same for the carpenters. Makes three hundred in all. Four hundred for the butchers four hundred for the sword cutlers that's eight hundred pound makes.KING HENRY 39 Gozzo {laughs himself). ! Gozzo {writes). The same for the coopers. The millers? Well. . Well done. The Cooper. Sponged All {laughing). his head). Yes. sword cutlers! Who's the next? The Baker. There you have it. Write down two hundred and for the millers. Let's see now what the millers will give. You get your living by The Miller. out of fifty pound yes. All {laughing) As usual. The Saddler. The same for the coopers. As usual. — — still the fishermen. Two hundred pound. The Baker. Put down a hundred pound for the saddlers. in round numbers. What's he talking about — us I Gozzo {striking the kicking up a . — — — ! The Miller. Gozzo {writes).

Gozzo. Let them come in. what put down for the fishermen? The Fisherman. is it? Quiet! Now fishermen. and remain at the entrance. The Jews? Constable. what do you want? Ephraim. Emperor Henry's son. make a bote. we had a bad year. Who'll believe it! I had many a salmon on my table ! The Merchant. shall I How much — Gozzo (takes up the parchment) there any one else? The Constable appears in the . Gozzo.40 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Fifty pound ! The Butcher. Ephraim ben Jehuda and Siiszkind von Orb. Fifty pound? What? Haven't you caught salmon enough this year? The Fisherman. Gozzo. our Duke and Gozzo. So had I. Master of the Mint. Ten more. Gozzo (writes). They fish when no one can are worst off: The Miller. Count. two of the King's cham- berlains are outside. We have heard that the burghers of Worms have come together to offer a money present to our King Henry. Well write down sixty pound. Master of the Mint. The Baker. — Did you hear ? All. All (laughing). We bakers can look into our shops. Gozzo. Sixty makes ten more than fifty. They Jews. Hear! Hear! Gozzo. everybody never yet heard of a baker that starved ! believe it: the constant clatter of the mill makes one deaf! Gozzo {strikes the table). The Baker. Constable. Is door on the right. Their elders. cross their arms. Enter from the right Ephraim ben Jehuda and Suszkint) von Orb. That's done now. And you want to add your share ? . I 've I'll see.

therefore. the Jewish people of Worms. Siiszkind von Orb. We. you Now. and have said to one another: God bless King Henry. with silver Amen! Amen! Amen! And because we cannot wear arms and with it. have it written down. you shall put down for the SiJszKiND. thousand! Gozzo.KING HENRY Ephraim. for the Jewish people of Worms. Suszkind {'producing a piece of paper). SuszKiND. Gozzo. for him. that King Henry is no enemy of the Jewish people. Ephraim. gold. nor does he wish to exterminate them before his face. or lift up the stone others have thrown. three thousand gold bezants. have met. Three thousand! Gozzo {writes). the soul that dwells in their body is the same. how much shall down for the Jews of Worms? put Ephraim {to Suszkind). bless him. for- amen. then. . so are the children of Israel scattered over the face of the earth but the speech of their mouth is the same. Three All {in a murmur of astonishment). Three thousand gold bezants. I money. Jewish people of Speier — — Gozzo. 41 Rabbi Isaak ben Hillel of the old Jewisb community at Merseburg and Abraham ben Zadoch of the new Jewish community at Magdeburg have come to us. Of Speier f Do you is represent also the Jews of Speier? Ephraim. Master of the Mint. nor those that are armed. the God of Isaac and Jacob. and told us. Master of the Mint. Tell him. that King Henry is not one of those who step on the worm others have stepped on. Ephraim ben Jehuda. you shall write down. We know Gozzo. scattered before the wind. we want fight for him against to help King Henry with what the Jewish people can give. and As the dust . We know you have All (laughing). the God of Abraham ever.

42 Gozzo. THE GERMAN CLASSICS Now. take the choicest of gifts which Worms can offer you from the hands of the Mayor of Worms. how much for the Jews of Speier? You shall put down for the Jewish people of SiJszKiND. through the door on the voices. What money they got ! [Seats himself again. Welf of Bavaria. you shall put down for the Jewish people of Mainz five thousand Merovingian ducats. All Burghers (with a thundering acclaim). a youth of twenty. so that the centre of the stage has become free. in golden armor. Gozzo (strikes the five thousand table. Henry (advancing helmet to off).] greet you. city of Worms! [Godesheim takes the King's helmet. Eppo of Zeitz. Beethold or Carinthia. wearing a helmet on his head. Master of the Mint. and leaps from the seat). we greet you! Lambert (holding a golden cup. We King Henry! King Henry. Ulrich VON GODESHEIM. Did you hear The Baker. SiJszKiND. Benno of Osnabruck. to the middle of the stage. my greetings to you. the Bishops LlEMAR of Bremen. ! All.] right. and writes. King Henry Enter from the is in the city I left burghers of Worms. then.] that? All. King Henry is in the city to [The people move and fro in joyous excitement. Five — ! The Butcher (to the others). he takes his your My greetings to your love. which Gozzelin has given him. and Lambert the Mayor. Five thousand ducats! [A general murmur of excited Enter in haste the Constable. Gozzo (writes). Speier one thousand gold bezants. All present on the stage have formed a group on the left. HERMANN VON GlEISBERG. he steps before the King). King Henry. He is immediately followed by Duke Rudolph of Suabia. One thousand gold bezants. . Constable. my greetings fidelity. our Lord.] Enter from the right King Henry.

without swords. followed by Ulrich von Godesheim and Hermann von Gleisberg. bareheaded. I had to learn to forget my boyhood's faith. gloomy silence falls on all. I had to learn. [Godesheim and Gleisberg leave on the left. Ask Anno of Cologne. I'm afraid they will not think it an honor. We all must learn. it has been a comfort to me in the days of my adversity. [He turns to the group of the Saxons.'] Rudolph. his voice gathers strength]. They shall sit at table with their king. a friend it shall be to me this joyous day. Bishop Wezel of MagdeThey are dressed in dark hurg. with heavy step. Eckbert von Meissen. Rudolph. Bishop Liemar. are they not chains of honor? Rudolph. but test him as I come in contact with him. Chains of honor? Henry.] The hour has come to tell them [he raises the cup. Ulrich von Godesheim and Hermann von Gleisberg. Enter from the right. [His eyes remain fixed on Otto von Nordheim. Bishop Burkhardt of Halberstadt. FREDERICK GosECK.KING HENRY Henry 43 {takes hold of the cup). at the head of which stands Otto voN Nordheim. their hands are chained. Otto von NordHEiM. I put no longer trust in man. who remain standing with bent heads. \_He raises the cup. Henry. and turns about. Henry. Is it of the Saxon dukes that you are speaking? Henry. At the entrance of the Saxon dukes. Of the dukes and of the Saxon bishops. the Saxon Dukes. I know your wine. go and the wearers of call my chains of honor. Chains that a king lays on others. They are garb.] It was a hard experience.'] Are all our guests present? I do not see all here that I wish to see. Hermann Billung. Shall they be exposed before the whole people? Here? Henry. a deep. They will have to learn that. Henry (Udo's son) VON DEB NoRDMARK. measured voice. with a slow. but I have found teachers. Is that not honor enough? Liemar {with a pleasant smile). that I have become of age ! .

my dear King. thy last. that I have. You yourself said so. for I have revenge. I have power. Oh. At least that wherewith I may buy friends. And love. and bitter as wormwood to the heart of man who knows them? [He starts suddenly. have you found no love in the course of your hard — Henky experience 1 (with a bitter smile). the joy of success. I can see Thou dost conceal nothing. [His glance falls again upon what they fail to keep? Why are men sweet.] Give a cup of this wine to Count Otto von Nordheim! Otto von Nordheim. thee? — why are men so unlike Thy first drops give us hope.l And now. Henry {shrugging his shoulders). thou dost thy very heart ! ! promise nothing thou canst not keep ens and he is lost unlike thee? in gloomy thought.] Why do men promise . my King. in a low tone). Buy? Henry.] Out of the earth thou didst come. Henry. I drink to you first. and [His face darkWhy are men so from the earth men came. Pure liquid gold. the age of ten? Do you mean Because I was betrothed at that on that account I should have experienced the feelings of lovef LiEMAR. [Bishop Liemar steps bacTc. God bless you. why so bitter? Did you not say that you were happy? I Henry.44 THE GERMAN CLASSICS LiEMAK {as before. sweet as hope is to the heart of the boy who believes in them. at the beginning as at the end. LiEMAR. God bless this drink to you. Better things than that you have: you have friends. with your own wine! [He drinks to them.] Lambert. LiEMAR. King Henry! ! Henry {looking into the cup). men of Worms. am happy. comfort art thou and sweetness. King Henry All Burghers of Worms. Friends? LiEMAR.



without touching it). Who thinks of disgrace ? The King does him the honor to drink to him. when you say that you do me the honor to drink to me Henry {furiously).KING HENRY 45 Lambert (calling). By this I know that I keep my promises better than you do The sword you promised to the boy at Goslar and did not deliver. The latter goes with it to Otto von Nordheim. King Henry Berthold. King Henry! Welf.] into each other's eyes. Though your prisoner. You know this as well as I do Henry. Is that disgrace? Otto von Nordhetm {who has taken the cup. Because you may need it. A cup! [A constable hands Gozzelin a cup. Otto von Nordheim.] Henry. the man. Rudolph. why do you refuse this cup? Otto von Nordheim. he opens Nordheim 's chains. It is not right that you disgrace him in public. Nordheim I am looking at your side. ! ! Welf. Why shall I drink? Henry. Because you heard what I said about the wine. Drink Otto von Nordheim. Henry. Otto von NordHEiM turns away angrily. puts it now in anger on the table.'] you can drink now.y turns toward thenfi. King Henry! {^ts. Otto von Nordheim. Henry. why are you not girded? Where is King Etzel's sword. How can I raise this cup when my arm is heavy with chains? Henry.] Rudolph. which fall You are freed from your rattling to the ground.'sb. of honor. which you once wore? Otto von Nordheim. took from you on the banks of the Unstrut ! ! ! Hermann. Why ! boast of your victory ? We know that you defeated us . You lie. Bring the key! [Hermann von Gleisberg hands him the key. he is a duke and a man chains . Ah! Which of us two lied to the — ! other? [They look averts the glance.

] is it for me? This parchment Gozzo. Henry. We'll see how long that will last. a heart full of faith. Eckbert.'] Remember you have friends Henry [pressing Liemar 's hand). his dominions as I Outrageous ! LiEMAR you Henry. I Welf. Be sure I will not forget that ! Henry.46 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Don't forget. my own youth. promise that. who approaches him. be not overcome by anger. That he may not return to put out men's eyes. takes the King's hand. because these men incited them to break faith with their king Return to me what no man can return. I'll drive this margrave from would a dog! Berthold. Eckbert von Meissen. We'll remember this day. I implore — Why implore me? First call back to life the ten thousand Saxon peasants who. You are right. it's the record of the money which There are the city of Worms offers you as a gift. that I slew your Henry. [Great commotion among the SaxonsJ] {to Henry). brother Orduff. which they — ! Liemar. from me My Lord and King. he notices Gozzo. by the sword of Gottfried. King Henry! all EcKBERT. so long as King Henry rules over Germany. King Henry. Henry (stepping toward Eckbert). Dare you threaten me? Base robber of children! Rudolph. King Henry. you are stole ! ! [Turning to the burghers of Worms. and points to the burghers [He of Worms. fell on the bank of the Unstrut. King Henry! Henry. parchment in hand. right! — . I beseech you. Sir Hermann. died. Hermann. You promise that? And I promise you that the day shall not return when you can steal defenseless children. and drive widows and orphans from their homes. a confiding soul. that's my promise.

and. Henry {taking the parchment). it's a sure thing. the God of Isaac and Jacob. forever. of Mainz? [Glancing up.] Are the Jews here? and Suszkind approach. Whose names are these. Henry. Suszkind.] Here. Indeed. God bless King Henry. I 47 know well. and also your for the God of Abraham is also my God. or lift up the ! ! stone others have thrown nor does he wish to exterminate the Jewish people before his face.KING HENRY better gifts than gold.] I thank Worms All the Burghers of Worms. therefore. the God of Abraham bless him. places his hand in that of the King. Why shall your God bless me? Ephraim. Let me then touch and handle it. . [Ephraim. of Speier.] I accept your gift. . blessing: You speak the truth. King Henry God keep thee and bless thee Henry {looks again into the parchment). To Eph[Ephraim raim. but gold may be touched and handled. come to me so! — ! — [He draws Lambert thee. [^He looks into the parchment. and with a glad heart. and have said to one another. the Jewish people of Worms. Amen. tvith hand. give me your hand \^He seizes Lambert 's haMd. The people of our community have come together. down at the bottom? The Jews of Worms. Because King Henry is not one of those who step on the worm others have stepped on. They are the elders of the Jews of Worms. Suszkind von Orb is the name of the other. Mayor. Ephraim. The name of this one is Ephraim ben Jehuda.'] Is it is it true that you mean to do all this for me? Gozzo. Amen! Amen! Amen! Henry. Citv of to ! him and kisses him. give me your a low bow. Ben Jehuda.] What is your name? Lambert.] But this is not enough [He throws his arm about Lambert's shoulder. — Henry. God keep thee.

without my knowledge ? Burkhardt. then. And that all who speak as you have spoken are heretics! Henry Is (with an angry smile). You forget that I was educated by a priest. It is a rare accomplishment among German bishops. they have heard the crowing already! Pope Gregory knows who you are. and hursts out laughing).48 THE GERMAN CLASSICS King Henry! [A low murmur among whispers among the dukes. That — that I can read (guffawing). what you I'll are — your very thoughts! Does that mean that you have written him. I know the Bible better than you do. bishops though you be. He laughs. what have you given your Caesar. Gozzo (laughing). ! write ! Burkhardt and and write? Henry. True enough! Our own Adalbert did not know much about it All the Burghers op Worms ! — (flushed with anger). You call me a rooster? ! You think I crow? crow so that the people in Rome will Well. What other reason could you possibly have had for writing to the Pope ? You did well. controls himself. the crowing of the roosters Burkhardt.'] Ah. Did you hear that? Bishop Burkhardt von Halberstadt wishes us to know that he can read and Henry.^ Who thinks otherwise? knows that the G-od of Jews is not our God BuBKHARDT. it Render unto Caesar what is " Wezel and CaBsar's? Burkhardt. If you want to know it. The whole of Christendom the ! Henry the burghers. and {turning about). your king? [There is a pause. hear me! Indeed. Wezel. astonishment LiEMAR. Pope Gregory will be delighted to hear that you can write. this has stopped not ' ' written. yes Henry (starts up in anger. It's the truth! It's the truth! .

Let Him hear my words let the whole world hear them! I care not whether it be duke or vassal: I am the King. Pope Gregory knows also Henry. and the will of the King is law in Germany! I care not whether it be Jew or Christian: I . else he'll — ! choke ! Gozzo {laughing aloud). Wezel and of ! Worms Burkhardt. 49 right and proper to the guffaw of King Henry. Henry. is it to expose the bishops of our church Henry. and this crown will be a it. and allegiance to the German came here sage I to am I people! Why have a day of feasting! joyous mesawaiting from the Pope! In your midst I King is religion we waste our time? do to A will receive Pope Gregory will invite me to come to Rome. stadt crow so loud! BuRKHARDT. I want to be Emperor He will put a crown upon me. King Henry. do you hear? I shall buy two. Good! Good! That you appropriated the estates of the churches and cloisters. I'm glad he knows it. and sold bishoprics for gold. my bosom. therefore. I have become King. ! bright ornament on in Vol. He'll not be surprised to learn. with harlots and boon companions Henry {in a loud voice). drinking and gambling. Popo Gregory knows the life you lived in your castles in the Harz.KING HENRY LiEMAE. I shall drive you out of your bishoprics. {guffawing). ! — am the the King. Good! All the Burghers BuRKHARDT. Why did the rooster of Haiber.'] LiEMAR. Give him some wine. and XVII—4 my head! My heart will rejoice my foes shall lament at my feet! . King Henry. these people? When the roosters crow. I pray that God may not have heard the words you have just spoken. other bishops in your stead with the money of the Jews I shall buy them [A solemn stillness falls upon all after these words. what I mean to do now. the horses whinny that has always been so.

] Praxedis. he looks into her face). we Gozzo. My good people. she looks smilingly at him. Henry a murmur among the Saxons. Pardon us. over head and face. group of of This is my wife. I do not care to play hide and seek with pretty women. Have you thought me in all this time? . Henry. we saw each other last. Yes. [Henry becomes attentive. Remove your veil.] If she be pretty. Praxedis (removing the veil. in a low voice). My King. King Henry. every one knows King Henry does not like that. She has been in Worms a number of days. asking permission to see you. and bring to me women and wine Why are there no women at this feast? we did not think Lambert. My King. your women will have to learn it flowers should be where they can be seen. veil Enter from the right Praxedis. Praxedis! [Offers her both of his hands. let her come in [Gozzelin proceeds to the door on the right. she will be an intercessor with mine [There is A fair intercessor? ! own heart.50 THE GERMAN CLASSICS ! Let music resound. For some time? GozzELiN. Henry. in a dark dress. I will give her a warm welcome. She is of noble birth. GozzELiN. By God. Henry. the Henry von der Nordmark (advancing from the Saxons).'] Do you wish to see her? She has been here for some time. — You remember me ? Henry It is a long time since (holding both of her hands. there is a lady outside.'] I believe she belongs to the party of the dukes. Henry (pleasantly surprised).] (smiling). Henry (paying no attention to him). a She stops before Henry. [^He glances toward the Saxon — — : prisoners. our women do not attend the feasts of our men.

as she folds her hands. The present in the hall. my good Count? It hurts no man I ! to receive favors What Praxedis. utter a whispered . I hold him as a hostage for his father. she has learned to fold her hands.] Henry von dee Nordmark. his father. Ah! " Ulrich von Godesheim and Hermann von Gleisberg approach to unlock the chains. She is my wife Henry. You see I am. will you? [She looks imploringly at him. — freed. Henry. you ask for him? . Henry von der Nordmark. know did not fight against you. Praxedis. Is it customary to hold hostages in chains? Free him from his chains. Henry von der Nordmark steps back. while my Praxedis {as before). [To Praxedis. Who can forget King Henry Heney von der Nordmark. I heard that she took you for a husband. for ! Adam from '* also all was a man! all [Calling. for I Ve come to intercede for him. Henry von der Nordmark! [Uleich von Godesheim and Hermann von Gleisberg approach him.^ Remove the chains of them! [Surprised. You you don't wish to? Henry von der Nordmark. [To Praxedis. Wliy so rude. is it from pretty women. I don't wish to be Henry. Who asked you to do that? No one need intercede for me. By God.KING HENRY 51 Praxedis {with a gay laugh). indeed. serGold-tongued serpent Yet I am comforted.l Henry {looks at her tuith loving eyes). Please! Please! Off with the chains from — Henry {straightening himself). Ah.] Are you satisfied with him? Praxedis.] He I Henry. friends are in chains ! King Henry {looks pent ! Henry — will you? at her with Remove the chains from of them! Please! Please! a smile of surprise). Not in this way. King Henry. not! all Not. that but Udo did. Praxedis {looks up into his eyes).

King Henry. together with the Bishops Eppo a/nd Benno. sit by my side. [He leads Praxedis up the steps. What It 's ! shameful! It's you give me for all this I am doing for you? Praxedis {looks at him sharply. and. Berthold. they all seat themselves at the us upper table. Gozzelin. Let this .'] in return. Benno. follow him. With your permission. Ah serpent! By God! — honey. and Welf).] Where do the burghers of Worms sit? Lambert {stepping to the table on the middle platform). Let sit down. and Welf. The Jews.^^-RY {with ahiss). with the Bishops Liemar. Henry. Eppo.] \^A movement among the burghers.] You. the Dukes Rudolph. and Eppo. Henry {to the Dukes Rudolph. my Countess. and Benno. form a group. Good counsel? Praxedis. at our table? Ephraim {who has stopped with Suszkind von Orb below on the stage). The table is ready for you. also! {^Taking Praxedis by the hand. 'H. sit down — I give her she gives me poison [jffe why stand all day? ! Lambert {pointing to the table on the upper platform). The Dukes Rudolph. table. Berthold. Don't forget that you have a wife. Berthold. and the masters of the guild go to the middle And give the Jews a place there also. King Henry. What do you say to It's Welf this? Rudolph. Henry. and Berthold.] You. Let's turns. King Henry. at this table.] {in a low tone to the others). outrageous! outrageous Henry {stands with Praxedis in front of the stage. Welf. Liemar stands alone with sorrowful face. We thank you.] Gozzo {looks at his friends inquiringly). smiling slyly).52 THE GERMAN CLASSICS burghers put their heads together. caring naught about the whispers behind his back). [Gozzo. Bishops. I will give will you good counsel. Dukes! [To the Bishops Liemar. This permission is gladly given.

to whom they offer the cups because they are not seated. Ephraim ben Jehucia is his name. you and your friend. Henry Henry. Take a seat there at the table. the Dukes and Bishops whom selves. Then let them look on! Raise the cups! [Everybody raises his cup. carrying drinking-cups on trays. The Constable. they have crossed their arms. The Saxons decline with a shake the back of the stage. of the day — The constable enters hurriedly on the right.'] Let us touch our glasses in honor ! of their heads. King Henry! have just Two nobles — Gottschalk him. that not proper to decline favors offered by the king. it is Well. No Henry. who have an aversion to sit with Jewish people. 53 Let us not sit by the side of these men. [Ephraim and Suszkind cross their arms. walk to the table of the burghers. Will the Saxon Dukes not drink with us ? All the Saxons. Henry {rising quickly). The Saxon nobles stand in a sinister group about the table below on the stage. understand. The King with Praxedis at his side.KING HENRY favor that you have shown us suffice. The Constable. they approach the Saxons. [Henry turns to Adalbert. . A lady My is messengers from Rome! with them. then. make a deep bow. the people none of them is seated. on which they put the cups.] and arrived. he has taken to his table. have seated themThe burghers of Worms are also seated. Ephraim ben Jehuda. Hermann Drink the wine yourself. {standing behind the table). The rest of Servants fill enter from the left. 1 (to the servants). In doing so. What was your name? I've forgotten it. Henry. Lambert. and seat themselves at one of the corners. They carry them to the tables.

A Agnes. convulsively.54 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Henry. GoTTSCHALK and Adalbert.'] Empress Agnes enters slowly from the right. Then I asked. King has become deathly pale. dressed in the rough garb of a penitent. remain at the door. by I — \_A gloom settles upon the people. Today I have found him. Agnes proceeds slowly toward the middle of the fixed on King Henry and Praxedis. — it was a miserable place. in misfortune. attempt to resist. and stops whisper parses through the hall at the '^Emperor Henry's widow!" All who There is breathless silence.] I've forgotten its name I found her at a place. I have come to seek the man who left his wife. the hand. Away ! Henry Stay! [Praxedis makes an {holding her hand). his whole bearing bespeaks the intense emotion that passes through him. She starts as she recognizes Praxedis. who enter directly behind the empress. Another woman? So much the better! Show them in! [The constable opens a door behind him. — brief. to seek the father who left his child.] On my way I met a woman King Henry's Henry (turning suddenly to Praxedis). [Stretching her hand toward King Henry. where is your father? " The boy did not know. [Praxedis makes a move to leave side. a cord about her waist. her naked feet in sandals. her eyes rigidly A moment the were seated rise Empress enters: and remain standing. Where are you going? Praxedis. My mother! — Does she come — Your mother comes from Rome.] Behold it is the German King! By this I knew She was leading a boy that she had a husband. Henry Henry Agnes. '' Boy. Otto von Nordheim holds him back.] I command it! [Henry von der Nordmark leaves the group of the Saxons. " Where is your husband? " She did not know. asked her. stage.'] . excited murmur arises among the Saxons. {hoarsely/).

and turns with an icy smile toward Agnes. Since 55 I my mother herself — says it. I — ! : no objection. Here I find him by the side of his mistress! Praxedis (with an outcry). Agnes.] You may take her out. Come here to me. By force he led me to this place Henry von der Nordmark. — I hope she will not forget that she is speaking to the King. By force he kept me by his side Henry von der Nordmark. Say no more Your husband will speak for you [He has gone toward her. Did I ever receive aught but good things from my mother? Agnes. Who [To Henry von der gives orders while I am here? Nordmark. To my mother! Who for fifteen long years has not ! asked after me Agnes. Lead her out. Mistress Heney von der Nordmark {resisting furiously the efforts of the Saxons who hold him back). Henry {turning his head quickly toward Rudolph). I am not his mistress! Agnes. Henry Henry {tvith ironic disdain). and has ascended a few steps. [Henry von der Nordmark and Praxedis leave on the right. In this garb of a penitent? ! — . I tell you Rudolph. wife Praxedis. Count Henry the King will make his arms). she throws herself into — ! ! ! ! ! ! came to intercede for my husband Henry von der Nordmark {drawing her roughly to him). Say no more. This is my wife! Praxedis {freeing herself forcibly from King Henry).] This is settled now! What presents has my mother brought me from Rome? Agnes.KING HENRY Henry.l Praxedis {yneeting him from above. I'm speaking now as in past days. Fifteen years I have thought only of you Henry. King Henry crosses his arms. Do you speak thus to your mother? Henry {with a vehemence suppressed only ivith difficulty).

Agnes. my : been answered. Agnes. Let's come to business. You gave it to him for safe keeping. Agnes will {looks helplessly about). and ! nature. How do you know that I come from him? Henry. let us step aside. For what then! Agnes.~\ shone in my heart. I was given a stone. I was given the litany! For love I hun- my gered: in its place. and guishing heart condemned to die of hunger ! my lan- . man. Whose sins did you confess Your sins! to him? you confess the And the sins against your son. what has become of my soul. Of my soul? Ask Anno of Cologne. Whose sins did you confess to him? Agnes. Agnes. but its light was extinguished The ! child's longing cry for its mother was in heart: in its place. as all the days of my life have been! The sun \^He strikes his breast. and talk in private. Bishop Liemar.56 THE GERMAN CLASSICS As a penitent. For the salvation of your soul. Henry. Henry. Yonder are my foes. Is he not your father confessor? Agnes. mother your prayer has I thank you for this. did eyes. Is there no one here speak for me to my son's heart? who Henry. you're right Against nature is this very day. defeated by me. Henry. If you know I come from him. down upon LiEMAR. What's your message from Pope Gregory? Agnes. Let us step aside that I may give you his message in private. Henry. Henry {shrugging his shoulders). how terrible! King Henry! This : against God. Oh. Not for that I've prayed. and in prayer to God. Yes against nature. Henry. she falls is these also? Agnes {her hands before her steps). Henry.

KING HENRY 97 Rudolph. I request of you. now that you have become the first among men. I was your friend. I hope so too." Henry. and know no longer the feelings of ! tenderness. becoming louder and " louder. I am still your friend. Henry {in nervous unrest). passes through the hall: Outrageous! Outrageous! Outrageous! "'] Henry {stretching out his clenched fist). When will Pope Gregory crown me Emperor? Gottschalk. what is outrageous? Outrageous are the sins committed against me! I had to suffer them. I remember them! Tested in the fire of pain. silence. It must not be Bekthold. Pope Gregory sends his greetings to Henry. be also the best among men. I have walked with your soul until this day. the German King. as a father requests his son. answer? Gregory's Agnes {motioning to Gottschalk and Adalbert). Now that all who fought against you are at your feet. When will Pope Gregory crown me Emperor? . Woe to him who touches the cutting edge of the iron! [There is a I sent a message to Rome. as a : ' ' ' ' — friend requests his friend. what is it you want. King Henry. and. You talk to him. and I hope to remain your friend.] I stand far above you.] Gottschalk. the most honored and most mighty. It's outrageous! [A low threatening murmur. I can say no more. inquiring of Pope What is Pope Gregory when he would crown me. [Gottschalk and Adalbert come forward. What are you grumbling about. and addresses him in these words *' I have held your hand in my hand when you were a boy. I've become hard as iron. Having outgrown the conscience of the common man. This can't continue! Welf. therefore.

help. The Pope's love is sincere. GoTTSCHALK. Henry — — — Because — ! . Have GoTTSCHALK {showiuQ great agitation and anxiety). his heart knows — no falsehood. Becauso Pope Gregory wishes to speak to you as a father speaks to his son Henry. Gottschalk Speak GoTTSCHALK. King Henry. Because you [Once more he lifts up im- — ! — ! ! Because I GoTTSCHALK ( drops despairingly hands and head). You know me your most faithful servant. hear me Henry. Then. I beg of you. Ah ploringly his hands. I've been listening to you long enough. — ! question of time.l When will Pope Gregory — GoTTSCHALK (ttdvances anxiously one step toward him). Henry. King Henry. Ah GoTTSCHALK. And why not in this moment? It's a For GoTTSCHALK {raising his hand). ? — King Henry. King Henry! the present only! For the moment only! Henry. was the Pope's order. why not here before all the people? GoTTSCHALK. Bishop Liemar. To deliver the message to you in person. You talk to him Liemar. Why not here? Why alone? Why these subterfuges ? — GoTTSCHALK. as your King. I. Even if — this.'] King Henry (bending over the table). For the good of the empire. Let US be alone. not son of the Pope — — in Rome. hilt Henry plays nervously with the of his sword. Even if Pope Gregory cannot grant today what you ask — of him. Dearest King Henry. I am Emperor Henry's son. Have no doubt about to be this.58 THE GERMAN CLASSICS [There was a pause. Not subterfugos Henry. King Henry Henry. even if- no doubt about Henry. Why not? GoTTSCHALK. you are not prepared for it yet. Henry. GoTTSCHALK. command you. you Henry.

you. in public. And because the holy Pope has heard that it is not so with you. That he 's a monk. Hear what the Pope said! GoTTScHALK. Whether it be true that you sold bishoprics for gold ? Whether you put away your lawful wife Henry. Hear what the Pope said What the holy Pope said GoTTSCHALK. before he will place upon your forehead the consecrated ring which encircles the dominions of the whole baptized world. King Henry! [An outcry throughout the hall: '' King Henry! "] Henry (comes from behind the table moving toward the Three popes Emperor Henry unseated! front). above the common.'] come here Sit down at this table and write Liemar. raising his hands). on which the parchments are lying. that I understand A renegade — ask anything of you which — ! ! monk! GoTTScHALK (leaping to his feet). thrice holy. King Henry. gently and justly Henry. not Pope Gregory would disgrace you Henry. All the Saxons (as before).KING HENRY 59 All the Saxons (talking excitedly to one another). Listen what Emperor Henry's son will say to the Roman priest! [He has reached the table in front. Confess? What? GoTTScHALK. King Henry. beyond suspicion. free from sin. Because the head on which the German im! ! perial crown is to rest must be as pure as the mountain covered with freshly fallen snow. GoTTSCHALK. Understand that he cannot do otherwise! Understand that he speaks to you as a father. He strikes the Here are the things to write with! Bishop table. King Henry. before he will anoint your head with the ointment. LiEMAR (approaching reluctantly). will not Confess? in public. Therefore. Not shall confess — — Heney for (bursting into a wild laughter). Because that priest in Rome orders me to do it? GoTTscHALK (sinks on his knees. What what shall I ! — ! write ? .

] Come to your senses. Liemar Liemar {jumping from his chair). I've loved you! King Henry. both of them! know now who is to write this letter. Burkhardt.60 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Sit Henry. who from this day is Pope no longer Liemar {throwing away his pen). the spurithat's what you shall do! ous monk. King Henry Henry {stamping on the ground). There they stand. To — to down! whom shall I write? Henry. come here Benno. are you not 1 Come to the table ? I shall Burkhardt. No. Burkhardt of Halberstadt. King Henry. {looking. where it will end ! A fire these Who knows Henry toward Wezel. served you. No.] hardt. you are a master in the art of writing. Obstinate rebels King Henry Liemar. hear in a moment sit down! [Liemar seats himself. a great consuming fire what it mil destroy. these words ! Anger ! ! dictated them to you a curse will be the answer words will kindle. Write for me the letter to Hildebrand. ! ! ! Eppo. Are you also one of my enemies? Liemar. LiEMAB. Henry stands in the middle of the stage. I Henry. He who writes this letter for you would be your ! worst enemy. Benno of Osnabriick. the usurping Pope. the spurious monk. don't write . Never have we been more faithful to you than in this moment. King Henry! No. I will never write this! Henry. I've seizing his hands. I will not do it! — — — ! .'] Henry. Wezel and BurkI [With a sudden resolve. — - Henry. Henry. Eppo of Zeitz ! ! No. [i/e falls on his knees before Henry. and Burkhardt). over the kneeling Liemar. by the grace of will You — Hildebrand. King Henry! Henry. *' dictating in a loud voice. I've obeyed you. I will not write this! to God King.

Dukes of the empire.'] Henry. Draw your swords! [^The sol- diers draw Burkhardt of Halberstadt. do you see this monstrous iniquity that is being done? Rudolph. that to what I tell you I wrote under compulsion! table. Burkhardt of Halberstadt. Henry. Otto von Nordheim You help Otto von Nordheim. TMs is compTilsion All the Saxons. My God in Heaven. pointing to Burkhardt). No Henry {to his soldiers. Berthold. cut head and throw it on the table Burkhardt. remaining there. We will not permit it Henry. I will not write their swords.] am — — — .] ! my soldiers! BuRKHARDT. If I count up to three. you Burkhardt. do You hear that? Do You Liemar. see what's being done? ! Will ! You suffer it? King Henry King Henry Benno and Eppo {rushing forward). will is law in Germany! [A crowd of armed soldiers force their way through the open door on the right. 61 Call You will not do it? ICalling to the right. I am counting one! Burkhardt. I listen But by the side of my own writing I'll draw a lance. and Bishops. But you will have to permit it! Burkhardt of ! ! ! — two! counting Burkhardt {with clenched fists toward Henry). What are you ^ King Henry! What are you doing! doing. This is compulsion Henry. We shall not permit it to be done! Berthold and Welf. The King's. Rudoph. Satan! Satan! Satan! [He falls down on the chair at the Halberstadt. your eyes on this man ! Have and he off his doesn't sit down at this table ! and write. will you write this ! letter? Burkhardt.KING HENRY Henry. for a sign. and Welf.] write this letter? ! it ! Henry will {to his soldiers). Dukes.

Draw as many lances as you please. you who yourjudge self are living in illicit relations with another man's wife Agnes (startled). (tJirowifig it's away his pen). yourself guilty of simony — BuRKHARDT LiEMAR. of whom are you speaking? Henry. which does not belong to you Come ! ! down! Come downl " . and made yourself a judge " over God-chosen kings. not true! Eppo and Benno. cunning and force — ' ' Burkhardt \_A {resisting in despair). a better one than you are Therefore. That's not true! not guilty of simony * ' . be it known to — you. and have seized it through bribery.] *' Because you have assumed the authority of a Henry. Man. is — obliged low murmur throughout the hall increases in loudness. the Countess of Canossa. I call the omniscient God as a witness What this man ! says is a lie ! All the Agnes. another shall be Pope in your place. over the deeds and lives of others. Saxons. No. * ' A lie ! A lie ! Blasphemy and a He! Henry.'] you have pen. Oh! Oh! Oh! it. but write what I dictate. to to drown keep on raising his voice. While you yourself are living in illicit relations with another man's wife. descend from your throne. self guilty of Pope Gregory " is ! Henry (advancing half a step toward Burkhardt) Your- [Burkhardt takes up his simony! " Because and continues to write.62 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Henry. I command you. wife of — ' ' Duke Gottfried! Agnes (rising from the ground. ascended the Papal throne on which you are seated. stretching out her arms). [He dictates as before. therefore. Of Mathilde. so that the King.] *' Because you have usurped authority.



an outrage against God! " [There is an outcry throughout the hall: Outrage God! "] against LiEMAR. Let us not stay with this man, that we may not
be partakers of his ruin!

Rudolph. Let us be gone, away from this place All the Dukes, Bishops, and Burghers {horrified, talking confusedly to one another). Let us be gone! Away from this place Away from this place [A wild tumult arises; the crowd throngs to the doors on the right and left, seeking to find an exit.} Henry. What does this mean? [The flight of the people ceases. The crowd gathers on the right and left in dense groups. The stage
! ! !

in front is empty.']

Agnes {stands

stately erect).

That means a tempestuous

storm, which will blow the leaves from the trees, as a sign that thunder and lightning are approaching Henry. Only withered leaves the storm blows from the

For every trees, and withered leaves are as chaff! coward that deserts me now, my soul will gain the
[He steps to the table, signs strength of three men. the letter, then gathers up the parchment.] Ulrich

Henry von Godesheim! [Godesheim approaches. hands him the parchment.] Tomorrow my messenger
shall ride to




Scene I
The nave of the Basilica Saneta Maria Majors

Rome. At the back of


stage, the high altar, before this, toward the front, on a platform, stands the throne of the Pope. It is dark. Wax tapers are burning at the high Choir boys, holding burning tapers, altar, which give light to the stage.

are standing directly behind the Papal seat. Pope Gregory is seated on the throne. Abbot Hugo of Clugny, Bishop Otto of Ostia, are stand-

ing at the right and left of the throne of the Pope.

The Prefect of

Rome, in full armor, stands on the right in front. Cencius, in armor, his arms bound on his back, Knight Gerbald, in penitent garb, and a number of guards of the Basilica, are standing behind the Prefect. The space behind the throne and the high altar is filled with priests; the front part of the stage on the right and left, with men and women of the

Roman people. When the curtain


we hear

the last strains of the chant of the priests.

He He


break the power of the mighty exterminate the unjust

But the just

will live forever



[There is a pause.] Gregory. If there are any waiting, Prefect, lead them before me. Prefect. Holy Pope, there are yet others who are asking a hearing, more important than these. Gregory. Who ? Prefect. Messengers from Henry, the German King. [There is a pause.'] Gregory. Yonder are men in chains, men in penitential To loosen chains, to comfort souls waiting for garb. salvation, is more important than to hear royal mes-


Henry's messengers shall wait. Cencius by the shoulder, and thrusts him so that he falls on his knees). You know this forward, one. It is Cencius, the Count, Stephen's son. A most wicked criminal. Gregory. Of what does Cencius stand accused?

Prefect, You know his crime: against your own person he committed it. You know that he broke with armed



force into this holy church, dragged you from the high altar, carried you to his castle, and kept you a prisoner,

we, your faithful people of Rome, stormed his and liberated you out of his hands ! v Gregory. Cencius, do you confess your guilt? Cencius ( in a low tone of voice ) I am guilty I am guilty ! Gregory. What you have done openly, all have seen.




What you have done


me when


was a prisoner


your castle, that confess now before these people! Cencius. I confess that I drew my sword against you, and
force from

above your head; because I sought to

you the possession of lands



Gregory (with a turn of his head). Men of the Church, what punishment does Cencius deserve?




a robber, death


Gregory. Men of the Cencius deserve?

Roman people, what punishment does
the right

The People (answering from As a robber, death!

and from the


a pause.']


Priests and laymen, you are mistaken. This has sinned; not, however, against the Church, but

He who only against me, against Gregory, the man. sins against men may be forgiven. It is better that
and do penance than that he die. Cencius, will do penance? you Cencius. I will do penance. Gregory. Will you go to Jerusalem, confess, pray, and do penance at the tomb of our Saviour? Cencius. I will confess, and pray, and do penance at the tomb of our Saviour. Gregory (to the Prefect). Remove his chains. [The Prefect unlocks Cencius' chains, these fall to the ground. To Cencius.] Stand up! [Cencius W^e*'.] Cencius, you were a robber! Cencius, you are my brother!



[Offering him his hand.']

Go on your
no more. and covers
are holy

mission, return

from Jerusalem, and



— you are holy!

(seizes Gregory's hand,







with kisses).


Holy! Holy! Holy! (ecstatically). Gregory (stretching out his hand commandingly. hnmediate silence). Holy is the Church. Gregory is a man, [There is a pause. poor and weak, like other men! Gregory's eyes fall on Gerbald.] Who is this man

yonder in penitential garb? Prefect (motions to Gerbald to step forward). His name He is a Walloon; a Flemish Knight. is Gerbald. [Gerbald falls on his knees.'] Gregory. What do you want of me? Gerbald (stretching both of his hands toward him). These hands! Free me from these hands. Gregory. What's the matter with your hands'? Gerbald. Murder is upon them Blood and treason


Confess more in detail! Whom did you kill? Amulf, the Flemish Count. I was his vassal! You slew your own master, wretched man? Gerbald (with deep emotion). I slew my own master! As he was riding by my side at the battle of Bavinkhoven I killed him because Robert, the Frisian, bribed me with money! Thrice be it cursed! Like two murGregory. Gerbald. Gregory.

derers, these hands track

you through the world, I've been on my knees before every holy image, I've dipped these hands into every consecrated well, no one could help me, no one could save me. You save me, mighty Pope of Rome Open your mouth, and let your word proceed from it it will calm my soul; it will banish the shadow of the slain one from my eyes! For you have power over the souls of men as over their bodies, you are holy, holy, and




me through me from them


I offer

I 've traveled







Will you do penance? Will you offer me your hands, your blood-stained hands? Geebald. I will do penance. I will offer you my bloodstained hands. Geegoey. Stretch out your hands, that I may sever them

from your arms. Geebald {stretches out both of his hands). Here they are! Geegoey. Draw your sword, Prefect! [The Prefect draws his sword; the people on the right and the left, and the


the rear, step


to see the spectell

you, strike I [^The Prefect advances toward Geebald.] Geebald {turns up his sleeve, and holds the naked right

Seize his right


When I

arm toward him).

Not my hand from my body!

only, but



\^The Prefect, his eyes on Geegoey, waiting for a sign from him, seizes Geebald 's hand.]

Geegoey {to Geebald). And what will you do when you have no arm? Geebald. Beg on the way, die under the foot-steps of passers-by, and bless you when I die, for you laid upon


just penance!


Put your sword into your scabbard. Prefect! [The Prefect steps hack, and replaces his sword.] Priests and lajrmen, behold a sinner unUke other sin!



truly penitent



Gerbald, the Walloon,

listen to what I have to say to you. Your sins shall not be forgiven you today, they shall not be forgiven but you tomorrow, nor in a week, nor in a month some day they shall be forgiven you. Geebald. My sins shall be forgiven me? Geegoey. You shall go to Hugo, the Abbot. He will put you in the Cloister of Clugny, to do penance, to receive But you shall take punishment, and undergo pain. your hands with you. And when the day comes that I march with an army of Christians to Jerusalem, to' wrest the tomb of our Saviour from the hands of the Heathens, then you may go forth from the Cloister

of Clugny.

Then you
shall fasten the holy cross


your hands, your blood-stained hands, for Christ and the holy Church. Gerbald {leaping from the ground). That I'll do! Gregory. And on the day on which you, as leader, will
scale the walls of the heathen stronghold, shall be forgiven you.

your bosom, and you

shall use these

— your


that day I shall be forgiven? that day you shall be forgiven. Gerbald (rushes a step toward Gregory, falls on his knees,


On On

and folds his hands on his hack). To kiss your foot, your holy foot! Not with my hands I'll touch it: I've folded them on my back Be glorified [He presses I'll fight for Christ and his lips on Gregory's foot.'] His holy Church! [He kisses once more his foot.]
! !




kisses his foot a third time.]


Christ and His holy Church

For you are

holy, holy,

and just! The People and All the Priests {with ecstatic fervor). Holy! Holy! Holy! Gregory {as above). The Church is holy; Gregory is like other men, dependent and weak. [There is a pause. To the Prefect.] There is yet another one waiting to
be heard. Prefect. It



that third one yonder. Prefect?

Donadeus, holy Pope, a lay brother em-

[He pushes ployed in the holy church of Saint Peter. Donadeus to the front.] This man, who is a layman,
read the Mass, disguised as a consecrated priest, to who did not know him, and took their which they had placed upon the altar of Saint money Peter. Of this I accuse him. Gregory. Is it true what they say against you? Donadeus. No, holy Pope Prefect. Yes, holy Pope, what I say is true Donadeus. I'll produce witnesses to show that I am innocent Gbegory. Be gone with your witnesses, you fool! Come
foreign pilgrims







DoNADEUs {approaches Gregory with uncertain


step, and tries to look into his face). I I [Holds his hands his face as though to shield himself. 1 before

— —


Take your hands from your eyes!



nay face


(his face covered with his hands).



your eyes


The [He staggers and

light of


[There Gregory. Men of the Church, what shall this man's punishment be?

his knees.]

a pause.]



Fine and banishment.

Gregory. Men of the people, what shall this man's punishment be?



Fine and banishment.


Priests and laymen, you are mistaken. This ordained to be a servant at the shrine of God, man, lied to the people that came to seek salvation of their

and cheated them out of their




his seat.]



spiritual goods. shall die

DoNADEus. Have mercy! Gregory. Out of my sight! DoNADEus. What I have done, others have done before me. They were sent into banishment by former popes; none of them had to die for this sin Gregory. Then, you shall be the first to die for it DoNADEUs. Have mercy Gregory. Seize him, Prefect Lead him out to the square



him before when you have done this, bind his hands and his feet, and throw him into the Tiber. [The Prefect motions to his bailiffs who stand i/n the right corner back of him. The bailiffs throw
in front of Saint Peter's Church, scourge

the people, and

themselves upon Donadeus.] DoNADEUs {shrinking under the hands of the Have mercy! [He is carried away.]






done you!


{stately/ erect).




world and the dark

Like howling wolves in night of sin that envelops the dark forest, men's acts of violence are prowling As the hideous toad grovels along through the world


the way, so greed grovels through the hearts of men! sweet sacrifice, fragrant with incense, the world lay

before God on the day on which He created it; it has become a foul stench because of the sins of man. I lift up my hand unto God as a pledge, that I will build Him a sweet abode where He may dwell on this godless




Glory be unto God who found the right vicar, and gave him to us Gregory. I will build a House for His Church: as a dia!

mond, strong and pure; its walls arching from the East to the West a refuge to the pursued a safe abode to all who seek salvation; a dwelling-place of justice! Hugo. Amen So may it be Priests and Laymen. So may it be So may it be Gregory. Therefore, priests of the Church, hear what I have to say. He who is called to the holy Office of priesthood, and discharges its duties otherwise than
; ! !



with pure hands, shall be cursed Vessels of God you shall be, your souls filled with thoughts eternal. Turn your back on silver and gold! Be poor! He who is poor in gold is rich in spirit! Turn your back on

woman and
is free

the love for






He who


lust is free

from the limitations of

now, laymen, hear what I have to say to As man, lifting up his eyes unto the heavens, the you. sun, and the stars of the night, which he sees but canearth


not comprehend, trembles at the sight of the universe, and seeks refuge in the belief in Him who comprehends the incomprehensible and measures what cannot be so you shall also tremble at the sight of the measured, Church, and take refuge in her, and believe in her! For the Church is eternal, and holy and great, you, however, are mortal and sinful and as naught!



Let us bend our knees before this man! [Priests and lawmen fall down on their knees.'] Hugo. Holy Pope, beside whom I have stood as a friend, and in whose power I have sought shelter as the swallow that builds her nest under the eaves of the tower, strengthen us who are weak by the strength of

your soul! Bless us! The Peiests and the People.

Bless us!

[Gregory solemnly his right hand as in blessand makes in the air the sign of the holy cross; ing, then he motions to them to rise from their knees;

stand up.}

Gregory (seating himself). Bring before me the messengers of King Henry. [The Prefect steps toward the right; a light of
torches enters


this direction,

we hear






Enter from the right GorrscHAliK, a


roll of parchment in his hands, Billung, Eckbert von Meissen, Henry von der NordMARK. The clothing of Hermann, Eckbert and Henry is disordered, their hair and h cards dishevelled.

GoTTSCHALK (stcps hurriedly before Gregory).

Before I

begin to speak, permit me to tell you, holy Pope, that these [pointing to the Saxons who follow directly after him} have entered unbidden


Unbidden, (z{;z^/i a loud passionate laughter). but for good reasons, because it was necessary. Eckbert (likewise excited). We won't go till you've heard us!


Thcse are not the messengers King Henry


We come on our own account. Gregory (who has looked with astonishment upon the group). Who are you? Why do you force your way into my presence? Whose messengers are you? Hermann. We are the messengers of our need.



came because we have heard you can drive out devils. To be saved from the devil we came! Henry von der Nordmark. Dethrone him! Give us anEcKBEKT.
other king



Another king give us Who who are you?


princes we are. This is the way Gerlook since this evil man came to rule princes over us EcKBERT {stretching out his arm). See here on my arm the






made by

his chains.




way he


the princes of his land.

Henry von der Nordmark.
the risk of our lives


from imprisonment



Save us from him

Save us from him

Hugo {advancing a step). Two of you I are Hermann the Billunge, Ordulf 's

recognize! brother.


Hermann. That's my name. Hugo. And you are Eckbert von Meissen. EcKBERT. None other. Hugo. Eecall the fact, Pope Gregory, that these are the men who took Henry from his mother, when he was a

stole him.

Eckbert. Stole ? Hugo. Stole and robbed!



the devil friends even in

Hold your tongue



Rome! mad
! !


To speak No, don't ask us to hold our tongue our tongue we came here! That you may hear us we

As your


we came



Hermann. its own accord

asks alliance with you? Despair does not wait till asked;


speaks of


in despair are in despair as is the whole





Henry von der Nordmark. If you do not wish to listen to us, listen to King Henry! Listen to the message he
sends you!




Listen to the message be sends you! can I listen to his message so long as you

keep his messenger from speaking!
It is you, Gottschalk,


I intrusted

[To Gottschalk.] with a mes-

sage to King Henry; did you deliver it? Gottschalk. I delivered your message. Gregory. You bring me his answer? I bring you his answer. Gottschalk {with bent head). I Make it known. Gregory. Hermann (with a coarse laugh). Make it known, Gott-


Eckbert. Gregory.


out with



Must I again ask you to hold your tongue? [To Gottschalk who stands parchment in hand, hesitating what to do.] Why do you hesitate?


(aloud). Because he is afraid. Gottschalk. Hold your tongue, hold your tongue! Hermann. Because he's afraid to read the message the scoundrel sent you! [Snatches the paper from Gottschalk 's hand.'] Let me read! Gregory. It's his place to read it. Hand back the




{returning the parchment to Gottschalk). We'll see that you don't omit anything. Gottschalk {to Gregory). Pope Gregory, you will separate me, the messenger, from the message? Gregory. Read your message. Gottschalk. Give me your hand, assure me that you will do this.

Gregory {gives him his hand). Read your message. Gottschalk {bends over Gregory's hand, kisses it, rises, '* Henry, by the unfolds the parchment, and reads). of God King, sends these words to Hildebrand, grace the spurious monk, the usurping Pope, who from this day shall be Pope no longer."






a loud voice).


— did you



] Gregory. You who yourself 1 " You who GoTTSGHALK. Be silent. Go on! GoTTSCHALK (reads) *' Because you have usurped authority and made yourself a judge over God-chosen kings. " You who yourillicit GoTTSCHALK {stammcrs as he reads). " Because you have assumed the authority of a judge over the deeds and lives of others. At the pain of punishment Go on [All are silent. " cunning. — [The murmur becomes louder. a better one than . who yoursolf " Hermann. *' Therefore. yourself guilty lifts simony. you who yourself —" [He Gregory. To Gottschalk. Blasphemy Blasphemy ! ! ! Gregory {rises from his chair). go on reading. No farther! Hermann. He shall read no farther! Hermann {with haughty contempt). Gregory as before up his hands. self? " Gottschalk. Another shall be Pope in your place. Let him read to the end. that you may know the man who calls himself the German King. Gregory {in a commanding voice). all of you! Go on reading! GoTTSCHALK {rcods). and force Prefect.] Gregory {raising his right hand. be it known to you.] GoTTScHALK (rcads). He's afraid.] — seize the parchment. Let him go on! — All. commanding silence). Blasphemy All.] — reading ! Gottschalk {reads). '* Because you have ascended the Papal throne on which you are seated through bribery. Let me read! [Makes a move to — — stops. ** Live in " tions with another man's wife — rela- Prefect. " of .74 THE GERMAN CLASSICS [A low suppressed murmur throughout the whole church.

o D W H Z W DS P iJ o u o U w h « D .


I command you. and wrests the parchment from All.] No bell shall ring in the city .] I forbid the Christians of the world to serve him as their King. the man.KING HENEY 75 you are! Therefore. Darkness revolting against light. and lifts it high up. And this you dare to read here in the presence of the holy Pope! [They crowd tumultuously upon Gottschalk. return to night! [He blows the light out. A deep you Gregory rises. in Henry. Kill him! his hand). Do you know him now? What sort of man he is! Is it still wrong that we call upon you to assist us against him? Gregory. Descend from your throne. Your hands off this man! all fall back. The flame of life burned. Gregory. Save me! [He throws himself upon his knees before Gregory. forgives Henry. I pity [He falls on the chair. the dross remained. Good and evil dwelled full ! ! : .] Wave revolting against the mighty ocean. what he said against the head of the holy Church. for that let Henry be cursed! [There is a pause.] Gottschalk. What he said against Gregory. and release them from the oath they have sworn.'] [They Hermann (presses forward toward Gregory). wrong? Is it wrong? Out of my sight An evil spirit is speaking these words in you! Henry! Sweet as a flower-bud you it ! Is opened in the forests of your country! To see you in blossom has been my great longing Henry.] Behold this light it is a symbol of the life of man for life 's flame emits sparks pure and impure. and covers his eyes. which does not belong to you! Come down! Comedown!" Peepect {throws himself upon Gottschalk. the wax melted. takes from one of the choir silence. return to naught! [He throivs the taper to the ground. the man. boys who stand near him the burning taper that he holds in his hand.] Gregory (rising).

we will return twenty times! We pursued him with our hatred we will pursue you with our fervent petition. the consecrated taper: you should not hold it in your hand! Hermann. the whole of Germany. yet it alters nothing! Turn us away ten times. authority ! Return the taper. no church be opened. be Lord over their bodies as well . death shall Let my envoys go forth. ! ! as their souls. you shall. Come to Germany! Henry von der Nordmark. Here stand your envoys: we are your mes! ! [Taking the taper from the ground. Ruler over the whole world! .76 THE GERMAN CLASSICS where Henry dwells. God bless you! We thank you! Gregory. ! I spiked bludgeons against it! thank you. I've dispensed justice! Your hatred was not shall ! avail naught in my heart ! Hermann. her strength and power! You have been Lord over the souls of men. Complete the work you've begun today! He who would kill a dragon must not only crush his head but cut off his tail also Come to Germany There is your true home Another king we'll choose you shall confirm this choice. no sacrament administered. from now.] And this taper we shall carry before us as a symbol of sengers. ! ! ! ! ! ! . Come to Germany! Hermann. for where he dwells. No man shall take it from me Ten thousand Hugo. We know that. you shall put a crown upon his head! You shall be the one who crowns Germany's and dethrones them! You shall be the King of kings In your hands shall be our destiny Germany 's kings At your feet. my mesdwell sage to all the world Heemann. until we see you where you ought The hour has arrived to be Come to Germany EcKBERT. and proclaim. great Pope EcKBERT and Henry von der Nordmark.

God the Almighty. his right hand raised. — you. seize the Priests and People {crowding ecstatically about Gregory. weary of a reign by It's the world that — inheritance! we can bring complaints against our which and this kings. his whole bearing shows deepest emotion. seat shall be here. that hear God speaking within me! may [As he is thus standing. Gregory 1 Hermann. great Pope. He whose voice is heard in man's desdeep silence. Bishop of the world for their — —man. you! Don't listen to this It's the voice of the babbling monk! tempter that is speaking to is Hermann. before We want a judgment caprices. you. the curtain falls. Listen to what this German says! [He throws himself before Gregory. let your lips be sealed. weary the world calling you.] reins of the world! Rise. Listen to me. in your Church. the Pope. every one kneeling in silence about him. he raises his right Silence! [The commotion stops. you shall be this of all bishops. deathly pale. Hugo. is among us ! turb the peace of I my spirit.] . you. Gregory ! 77 Listen to me. they throw themselves upon their knees).KING HENRY Hugo.] Let no one distiny. Ruler ! Prefect. in solemn attitude. Be Ruler of Ruler of the world the world ! ! Gregory {stands stately erect. of the caprice of kings. in the Church of Rome! We want a man who can chastise our kings seat. there is a hand).

Against the back wall a wooden bench. would you had done this! ground. a large fireplace." didn't you? You man." [He hurls the spear to the Father Rhine. I thoughts." you thought.] Slyhead If I sneak over the frozen Simpleton Rhine. enters King Henry a dead fox.] Hark! That sounds like man! [He goes to the door on the right. almost dark. this door is open. ! . ''he can't get after me. He is covered with snow. shakes the snow from it. In one hand. over this bench two narrow windows.] wonder whether I too cried like that? I suppose so. near the fireplace. closed door. a large door which leads square outside. the hunter knew nothing about that! Lie there! You [He throws his booty on the floor in front of the fireplace. On the left. stage is From the ceiling It is a late hour When tJie curtain rises. instead of being buried alive This whole world would exist for me no longer [He takes the fur cap from his head. peace on earth. the empty." didn't you? Well. up the cursed the excommunicated man. he carries a hunting spear. You reckoned without your host. from the rear. a small. in the other Henry high up. The ice will burst open beneath him. eh? You thought. red skin. sombre room.78 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Scene II In Worms. no man will hurt me. two chairs. smoky light. in which the fire.] The cry of a child [Lost in gloomy We all have once lain in a cradle. On the right. He walks up and down. At the hack." eh? ' ' ! ! You ' * swallow him.] I 'd now be dead. and the thought. a wood fire. is about to go out. to the A large.] flood will ! ! — Not a human voice! Not a human face! [He pricks up his ears and listens. opens it half way and listens. for today is. and throws it on the bench. of the room is suspended a low-burning. {lifting the fox — " The Rhine won't hold thought. stands in front of the animal lost in thought. we hear in the distance the plaintive voice of a child. '' Today is Christmas. dressed in hunting costume. of an afternoon in winter. speaking to it).

and has withdrawn quickly through the rear.beg your pardon. thing else that is spiritual. Beetha returns from steps to the fireplace the Henry rear. she stops on the threshold.] Enter Queen Bertha from the rear. and throws them on the embers. Dressed in a long. anguish. Well.] Wretched thing Why do you pierce my ear with your sharp voice? I can't help you [Throws his arms up. what about your soul? Aren't you a little afraid to serve an excommunicated king? [Bertha continues her labor in silence. her eyes on {he turns toward her. She lifts up her hands and presses them against her heart. his arm on the windoiv sill. the ground). may be dangerous. how can I be father? ! am ! [He seats himself on the bench.] If I can't be king. All this takes place behind Henry's ba^k.] There is Heney {throws a furtive glance at her without recognizing She's deaf. dark mantle. having suffered great it. returns soon. For what? it to her.KING HENEY for. you're right. there 're still some servants willing to wait on me! — a My girl. thanks God to have been freed from in the rear. his head leaning upon his hand. Heney and stares into the fire. is it that? Very well. so it seems. it's cold. To answer. it's my own flesh and blood that's crying! [He shuts the door with a bang. She disappears again some sticks of wood in her arms. if I 79 not mistaken. If no longer man. You takes the candlestick Bertha {with pale lips — was you? [He goes her and from — in a low voice). stir the fire. Beetha has also risen.] I . however.] Beetha stands. it 's dark that I can read a penitential psalm. like one who. And bring a light. to him. [He rises with an angry laugh. pause. At the same moment. sure enough. to speak her). carrying a candlestick with burning candles. Seeing Henry. or some. with Henky {without changing his position). I am no longer man. With these she goes to the fireplace.

when you were out there? Bertha. And [Bertha drops her head. I took you for a servant. Bertha unable shakes her head. You — you did not recognize me? Henry scornful — how could I? apparel (ivith a look at her appearance) . I teas afraid — Henry. You {still — you are afraid? to speak. she lifts her hands instinctively. Don't Henry {steps hack and looks with blank astonishment into her eyes).'] \^Approaches longer King? Is that it? And you no longer Queen? Bertha {frightened. remaining that man was I? silent. on the ice of the Rhine. then. When I was out —Why? Chapel of Our Lady.'] Going Or think you I am no her suddenly. I saw. I understand. Henry Because Bertha. Because — because the churches within the city — you won't be angry — Henry. into her face. as though to ward off something). queen mistaken for a servant! and walks up and down. All right. in the outside of the walls of the city — Henry. You were afraid? Bertha. And you thought he would break through the ice and drown in the stream? — Henby.] [Bertha nods in silence. in the centre of the stream Henry.] No! [Pause. Bertha remains to be in the so same always? position. Henry looks quietly Not any longer. hut she is unable to say a word.80 THE GERMAN CLASSICS {placing the candlestick on the mantel).] How humble. What does this mean? [Bertha makes an attempt to speak. — ! Henry. Well. her mouth twitches. then speaks with difficulty).] . a quick ^notion). It must have troubled you! {with [jETe turns away. You were outside of the walls of the city? Why? Bertha. In this Bertha {attempting Henry A It did not trouble me. to laugh).

would not have been you and me ? Beetha.'\ without embracing her). how is it ! — Bertha Henry.KING HENRY Henry. with mel I understand that. No ? Bertha Henry. Will you go? [Pause. (softly). It's much better you leave me. she quickly places her hands over her eyes. and go with your boy down to Turin. I can hold out no longer Bertha. Does does she weep for me? — Henry approaches her. (cold. she throws herself into his [She lies sobbing on his hosom. — — Because you? XVII— 6 . Do you command me to go? Henry (freeing himself angrily from her). I I I can hold out no longer! arms).l Bertha! Bertha (forgetting herself. He speaking \Pause. Oh! Oh! Oh! Henry — ! — Henry.] Now. Vol.] Bertha (looks up into his eyes). to your mother. (twisting nervously the kerchief she holds in her Because I hands). No. here. and weeps despairingly. Command! Do you need always some one to command you? Bertha (with a sudden light in her eyes). no priest denies you sacrament. stares at her with almost terrified eyes. you'll find there. 81 it And if it had happened. Don't weep. Maybe you will go with me? Henry. Henry {withdraws slowly from her toward the hack of the better for '] stage. Oh! [Overcome with pain. All you need and can't get here. No church is closed to you there. then stops will you go? again before Bertha. to himself). To your mother? To eat the bread of charity with her? To flee from my enemy? To run away from Germany? To be a king who deserts his country? Remember it's a king to whom you make this proposal [He walks up and down in wild excitement. You can't bear it any longer.

Konrad. don't weep. They won't and lonely in his room.] [He puts out his hand. fireplace. and Henry takes a seat at the leaves on the right. Bertha 's that . boy I clings to his mother. I don't want your pity! Bertha (dries her eyes hastily). — — [Bertha takes a candle from the candlestick. In the city Bertha. leading her little hoy.] As you look now. Bertha returns from the right.] (to [He Bertha come.] feel cold! Wait I'll give you my mantle. Come here. in your white dress. I've stopped weeping forgive. See what's the matter with him. and is lost in brooding thought. Come him to the hench. in the Bertha. where they seat them[She goes with You are with your mother. Do selves. softly. 'Ko'N'Rad Henry. turns his face hack to the fire. Motioning with his head toward the door on the right.] He's afraid. Bertha did he cry? (putting the candle into the candlestick). [Takes you her mantle and wraps it around the hoy. [She you are so unhappy! you stretches her arms toward him.] Henry.] Henry (startled). Why It was so dark Henry. . Henry is looking gloomily upon the group. she is not aware . [There is a pause. already Henry ( to himself) And she asks my forgiveness. Bending over her child and speaking caressingly and softly to him. I should not have taken you for a servant. Henry (looking gloomily at the hoy). Konrad. In Henry. in a quiet tone). She is off now i/n a white dress. [A pause. \_Pause. I see that. It's Christmas today.82 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Because Bertha. — Henry.] The boy is crying. Bertha. Have you nothing for him? — — city ? — sell us anything.

deprived of a mother's love! seizes and madly his hair. [Bertha rises with Konrad to go over place. He's a perfect picture of you. Henry {takes hold of the boy. draws the other chair toward her. goes to Bertha. over there Henry {rises). his hands. and bends the child's face over toward him. I know what it means to be right to be good to him.^ on the hard bench. Change your There was a time when your father had also Don't bright eyes. in front of the stage. It isn't cold. and. The hoy clings to his mother Mother! ") I won 't hurt you. and sit down near the warm fire. and turns abruptly away from him.KING HENRY 83 sit Why do you eyes are on the ground. and young. Bertha seats herself on a chair near the fireplace. and takes hold of the hoy.] Henry.] Bertha {takes his hand.] You're right! You're right! [He stands. ivith a cry: ' * . while both are crossing the stage. and puts the hoy on it. it is cold. in the cold? Bertha.] I know it! [Henry returns to the hoy. Indeed. with the to the fire- boy. Henry suddenly turns. Henry — ! Henry Be still! You're {places his hand over her eyes). lays his hands on his head. biting his lips. They say he resembles me ? Bertha {with a light in her eyes). and looks up at him). Don 't you know that I am your father? [Holds the hoy's head in But the mother is better than the father. Come here. his struggles. lifts face! ! ! ! ! . [He rushes from her. and love for God! But now? Poison is in his veins.'] Henry (steps toward her.] isn't she? [He lets the hoy go. paying no attention to him up in his arms). sweet blood in his veins I warn you Be wise take after him There was a time when he had blissful dreams. and holds her head in his arms. and faith in man.] she's good! She is better than he is [He kisses her — head.

Because I love you as I did on the first day. Because : Has Is that — Henry (startled). a monster in the eyes of men. you will one day be what he is now. and will love you on the last. abandoned by God.'] Don't tell anybody whose son you are! Don't say it even to yourself! {He pushes him away bach to his Return to the source of life! Imagine a mother. ever and ever. My wife? Is it because.] Bertha! ! My wife other.] woman gave birth to you who had never known a man Sit down in a quiet Don't take after your father! corner. a spirit of «vil in their cities and in their homes! [He approaches Bertha. that you may not be found when fate is looking for Henry's descendants! Don't become like your father! Not like him! No: not! If you do. and promised me. you put your hand in mine. What then? because I love you. I am your wife. as you were told to do. in time past. Henry (reading her lips). to walk apart! . and takes hold of her shoulders. hide yourself there. and lays his head in her lap. Henry (throwing up his arms). to be my wife? Is it that ? Therefore you can do it ? From obedience ? ! obedience ruled you these twenty years? the source of your strength? Bertha. when you were five years old. a source of unrest in the midst of their peace. ! Beetha (bending far over him). Henry. yet could not find each obliged. he folds her in his arms. this long time. Because — you — ? Bertha.'] And you mean to stay with such a one? Bear up with such a one I That 's what you want to do ? Can do ? What is it that gives you such a power? Bertha {looks at him with big eyes).84 THE GERMAN CLASSICS desolation in his heart! [He puts the toy down. There must indeed be a God in a world in which such a being lives [He falls to the ground before her like a felled tree. Henry! We were so close to one we were My Henry! another. always. No not that. Bertha.

Could this meeting ever be to us such a joy. Children whom do you seek? — . my husband. bending over her lap. see ! Lights his chair). you Oh. see Mother! ! Trees! [Bertha and Henry look with speechless astonishment at the children. they stop.'] Bertha. contempt all the riches and blessings of world! Henry (presses her to him. You did not! and curses on me 85 Blessings on yon ! ! You did not! Fool Like What a fool I was a child I despised my own happiness! For years I A lifewas blessed with riches and did not know it giving drink before me. forever beating though I did not know it. Henry What a joyous Christmas. for lost life! my lost hap- Henry. covers her face with kisses).KING HENRY Henry. Mother. and bags of nuts and When they arrive at the entrance. barrassed as though they did not know what to do. they carry Christmas trees with burning candles. you were But I? I scorned your tears! always with me. my languishing lips rejected ! ! it rudely! For years — for years! My ! For years I've groped in error and delusion! Oh. They wear fur jackets and caps. Oh. Misery is about you Bertha. Oh. You are more than merely good Oh. sorrow. You were not parted from me you were not! We have found each other ! my beloved — You did not! Like the beating heart in my bosom. Treated you like a Rejected your proffered hand! scoundrel ! Like a mean wretch — mean wretch ! [He sobs. God has your first tears ! — ! given me ! Henry. Konrad (has ! jumped from Mother. they are emapples. you ! — — A group of children enter from the rear. if we had not been parted so long! Henry. this ! Darkness. for my life! piness! Bertha. Joy is in my heart."] Bertha {dries his eyes tvith her kerchief).

in the meantime. We — Mother. Henry. They are — they are from Worms. : [A pause. and looks happily upon the group of children). Gozzo. a clinging to them. Gozzelin have.86 THE GERMAN CLASSICS A We are here to find the poor Little Girl (advancing) little prince Are you the [Turning to Konead. producing a little horse A little horse too.] rassed. Your parents? toward the rear. appeared in the rear. They stop and talk to one another. [He looks up. their little embarhands on the heads of their children.] poor little prince? Bertha {drawing the little girl to her). little girl by the chin). Lambert.^ {has jumped from his seat). then they take off their fur caps. The Little Henry. and enter. who are . That you may have something to play with. his eyes are turned Lambert. Here! Take A this ! Take this ! [They put apples andnuts into little Konrad's hcmds. see! Little Boy {gives him the horse). of wood).] Our parents sent us. Henry {si/nks on the chair). for him? A A Little Girl. What have you — . and because the prince should have a Christmas. And these are your children? Gozzo. Who sends you. There are men. Henry. poor little prince. Yes our children. Mother! A little horse! poor little poor little Little Boy carved out bring apples and nuts. Has her arm about Henry. KoNRAD {pointing to the horse). {coming closer. Is this a dream? Bertha {has also risen. The three men stand. They take a place behind their children. All the Children {crowding about him). Henry our child ! Henry {taking the children ? Girl. That's what we are. because the prince has no Christmas. See.

and now. Lambert. you ! You.] But we love you nevertheless ( breaking the silence). The Duke of Suabia. My people! My Gozzo. King Henry! Gozzelin. Germany! My native countiy My native country Thine own true heart I've never known! [He sinks on his knees. King Henry. Henry (meditatingly) Who knows Rudolph is not a . Gozzelin. have found thee again in the bosom of man! My My God. therefore they We know it also. Gozzo. My dear King. But we for the will not common man we love do not want you! For you have a heart They know that. King Henry. — bad man. People turn away from the walls of your and you It's all city. The princes of the are putting their heads together empire they want Let — another king in your stead. shall be our king. wretched because of me. all the cities along is Do only. its it. You are our King! Henry (rises. Lambert. Your churches are closed and their chimes are no longer heard because I live with you. but — [He becomes ! and exchanges glances with Gozzo and Goz- ZELIN. Gozzo. silent. They want to have Rudolph for their king. King Henry! We love you nevertheless! Henry (covering his face with his hands).'] Gozzo ! ! God! I lost thee. Gozzelin. — you sent your children to my child! true what you say. None other but you. holds out his hands to them). people! me speak. Yes. let me be a true King ! to my people ! Lambert Rise. Go up and down banks think as we do. . in this hour of the night. not think that this the opinion of Worms the Rhine. and because we ! ! have him know Lambert.KING HENRY Henry 87 Your city has become poor and (rising slowly). rise Gozzo. GozzELiN.

and that Thou willst the good. Speak. waded through German blood! Yes. the world. Then we'll see — what? ! ! Battles? Yes : like the battle on the Unstrut Henry. blood. an open Gozzo. a shadow rests on you and on which the Pope in Rome . who killed their husbands and sons If it be true that Thou canst on his knees. You see. his arms on the chair. and scratch the bark from the trees to feed their starving children! The German women must again spend sleepless nights. and incite me plunged The German to murder. To serve God — Into Henry. An Bertha Bertha. a moment ago. It is the curse Henry. she quiet. then free me from this bloody pool of corruption! Show me a way out. door. And when springtime comes. Now my friends come. now I see ! Gozzo. And then — Henry Gozzo.'] My God do what Thou willst. murder. and revenge my enemies me. you will find Lambert.] I am indeed cursed the truth. (feeling her wag —embarrassing pause. and utter curses on King [He falls Henry. till he saw that the shadow was made by his mother.] May I go on. Then he became [Approaching Henry. Where the horses [Strikes his forehead with his hands.]Henry! — in an undertone). and revenge. his ! ! ! ! ! face on his arms. the light I had in my hand cast my shadow upon him he was frightened and cried. We want you to attack these then we '11 see princes and lords. we want you to lead the armies of our cities. in the [Henry remains former position. Henry? puts I When .88 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Wherever you may knock. her hand on his head. and stopped crying. blood. and weep. Bertha.] room to see our child. my God A way out A way out [He is kneeling at the chair. {lost in brooding thought). again peasants must again search for food in their forests. went into the Henry (as before).

Henry! Would would it not be the best thing? Would it not be the right thing. long way. man Therefore. tomorrow brand.] You opened my blind ! Bertha My wife ! eyes to see the light Oh. Suppose you should offer him your hand should open your heart to him suppose you you said [she comes nearer and nearer to him] Oh. his anger is just. you and I you remember? father's court at Goslar. Go on. Bertha. holy heart. and you should you . would it not be the best — thing. passionate whisIt is God's holy vicar that is angry with us and per. rises. her mouth is close to his ear. I go on speaking. to his big. so that she is now kneeling hy the side of Henry she . you remember. hold! Men of Worms. Henry.] . Henry? Henry {as before).KING HENRY pronounced against you. you mean it ing out both hands. — . you see the shadow only. — — — — receive forgiveness in place of his curse. and looks at Bertha. He held your — he looked kind and great — and holy — was at your hand in his. and joy in place of all this misery which we can bear no longer. [He puts her away gently.] well. him. When we were chil- It dren. who do you kneel on the ground. has thrown her arms about him. I'll go forth from here. her words become a fervent. Bertha. Henry? up Would it not be much better than all we Henry are now bearing? his head. tears stream from his {lifts is still eyes.'] 89 still [Bends to live farther over this Shall we continue in shadow? [During these last words she has fallen on her knees. Why you who should dwell where God's holy angels dwell? [He lifts her up. embraces her. but its light. and peace in place of his anger. kneeling). Henry? Suppose he should press to his heart. May Go on. Henry? Henry the {as before). but I must not be Germany's destroying fireGive me your hands. not that casts the shadow. a long.

90 Grozzo. and by his side will be his wife ! [Henry presses her to him in silence. and throws both of her arms about his necJc).] Gozzo {steps among the children. and take secure.] Gozzo. I'll leave behind the wrong. w-hen spring is descending from the arms to me and Alps. I am going to Pope Gregory. that I feel myself again a king. I will humble myself before the Pope. We'll pray for you. if you can accomplish what you've planned. The Almighty will watch over him. His footing will be sure on ice and snow. For it's true. I will bring you what kings owe to their people . and pushes them toward Henry). now I can do it. Across the Alps? In ice and snow? Bertha {rushes to Henry. Men of Worms you have Should the voice given me back my faith in mankind now speaking in my heart. Gozzo. [There is a pause. children. . when you Henry. Now. you'll do a great thing for Germany. the very earth on which we stand would no longer be I leave behind me Germany 's crown. In the middle of the winter? Lambert. Henry {slowly and solemnly). Henry. Where will you go? Henry. Why agitate his soul. not see him again. — and seek the right. for then I should have gone to him as a beggar. An hour ago I could not have done it. and he will humble himself — — ! He will open his before Germany's great sorrow. Come here. now. of my own accord. You can't do this. — a great man. look at him! You may This is your King Henry. King Henry. — peace. [To We'll pray for you. now I will do it. THE GERMAN CLASSICS I need. should that deceive me.] set out on your long journey. why darken with doubt the light God has kindled? No abyss will engulf him. Where I '11 find what Gozzo. Lambert and Gozzelin. I feel it. with me Germany's misery and sorrow.

bishop shall be ordained but shall be chosen by the Germany by regal power.'] Gregory {who has listened with bent head). but Rudolph. . on the On the back wall a large crucifix. I'll do. in the distance. The princes and the bishops have chosen me for their king. be permitted to remain in office he shall be driven from his . he looks Rudolph in the face). I don't mean that. Pope Gregory is seated on a chair near the middle of the stage. In the hack wall a window. Eckbert von Meissen. in All that Henry did not give you. Henry. diet at Augsburg. Hermann Billung. Can you give me surety for aU you've ? promised Rudolph. I promise still more. Hermann. somewhat sunk into the wall. No parish. No people and the clergy. other furnishing. give you. is Hugo Rudolph. These German princes are my surety. yet I promise you that I will not take the crown until you have first We have arranged to convoke accepted me as king. Rudolph of Suabia. You promise a great deal. Bishop LiEMAR. snow-covered peaks. are standing in front.KING HENRY 91 ACT A room single in the castle of Canossa. I priest. III Scene I The room is small. — — — Gregory. A great deal what I promise. We '11 be surety. Eckbert. Abbot standing behind him in the alcove of the window. and confirmed by you. lawfully married. shall. on the right and left of Gregory's seat. We see through the window. refused to promise you. I shall a be crowned by you before all the people. and there. a great deal Gregory {lost in thought). from now on. Doors on the right and left. Rudolph. if it be your will. [There is a pause. A great deal Gregory {turning his face up suddenly. No An afternoon in winter. Henry von der Nordmark.

tahes a step to the front to himself). as though to test it). and places Gregory. [Holding out his hand to Rudolph. Never mind! lost thought for a moment. He'll strike. Your friends there call Henry a dragon. If it needs be? — certainly. and from the window again back to Rudolph's What's this? Does it come from the snow face. From — from the snow? What? Gregory. the time comes. Gregory. The princes and Gregory. I'm pale? Rudolph. Can you fight with him? Rudolph. Gregory turns again toivard Rudolph. But do you feel yourself a king. his [Rudolph bows. — — — in your own heart? Rudolph (becoming more mean — ? confused). Hermann when Gregory (with a smile). he approaches him.'] with the court. Rudolph Because you spoke about surety Are you a king? I need you yourself. — speaks (lets Rudolph's hand go. my hand. That's no Henry! [A pause.92 THE GERMAN CLASSICS (surprised) . his eyes travel from Rudolph's face to the window. Can you kill Gregory (his — dragons ? Rudolph. then rising abruptly from his Years ago when I was at Goslar. I hand on Rudolph's shoulder).] Soft — hand that of Gregory (presses Rudolph's hand. That white light on your face? You are pale. How can it be otherwise? . Gregory. I became acquainted with him.] outside — ? Rudolph.] Give — — in me your hand. the clergy have chosen me. you may be sure. Whom do you mean? Gregory. You mean [Again — you vn Gregory (impatiently). If it needs be. with * He was still a boy but he took hold of other one. Rudolph. at his father's chair. So I've heard.

— Liemar. in Hermann. Hermann. Rudolph is the best general Germany. 93 Will you conquer him? Rudolph. Not yet? LiEMAR. In a week. Hugo {without changing his position).KING HENRY Rudolph.} Gregory {going to Liemar. "Who says that? LiEMAR. Rudolph. LiEMAR. But you are not sure. But no fight will be necessary. No no fight ? Rudolph. There are the cities. Liemar. [All faces turn toward him. I. Who can prove it? . where he speaks to him in an Liemar undertone). He'll conquer him. You are Henry's friend. — — LiEMAR. Gregory (surprised).} the law? Hugo {as before). Henry lost his support. — LiEMAR {very calmly). [There is a pause. It's not a year yet since Henry's excommunication. Holy Pope? Gregory. Hermann. You know it as well as I do. he takes him by the hand. But the right is on our side. I was his friend. The cities along the Rhine are powerful and Rudolph. You — know Yes. The German law. Gregory. So I hope. fellow. and draws him to the front. he'll be king again. EcKBERT. Gregory. rich. though. LiEMAR. in that time. he has you. Gregory. I shall fight with him. who are in love with the Yes There isn't anybody else. yes but if he. Pshaw! This handful of cities! LiEMAR. In a week the year will be over. Not yet. He has yet support. Gregory. . frees himself from the ban of the Church. Gregory. Hermann.

Hugo. Henry has crossed the Alps Crossed the Alps? is in Italy. If I release him from the ban. At Easter time. What did you say ? Eckbert. there And to convince lawful. may be with us. do you think Henry would give me what that man Gregory.] . LiEMAR. Suddenly the ice broke up — — — he drowned? That's what people believe.94 THE GERMAN CLASSICS But you know him. And Hugo. Henry is not dead! [All faces turn toward him. From Worms. ? Gregory. Every day he went out hunting on the Rhine when the river wa s frozen. Gregory {ivithdratving is his the only choice! Saxons.] When is hand abruptly). [Great alarm. Gregory {turning abruptly). And therefore Eckbert.] Gregory. Wliat do you know of him? Gregory. according to all dead. we'll invite King he may defend himself. May I speak? Gregory. he suddenly disappeared. over there promises? LiEMAR. In Italy? Hugo. On his way here this very day he . Henry. Where ? Rudolph. is to invite him. Why haven't you told this sooner? Because I haven't had the chance to speak. — Gregory. where he still lived at ChristmasNo one knows w^here time. to be present. I want you to speak. Then that man [He turns to Rudolph and the the diet of Augsburg to be? you that our proceedings are Hermann. It's well you did not speak. he went. Eckbert. He Hermann. He will not do it. Rudolph. Gregory. It mil not be necessary rumors. Hugo. Henry Eckbert. Eckbert. What ? Eckbert.

offered him — wage a war of revenge against you. and kept from me ? Hugo {with a smile). then stops before Hugo). Their castles they've arms and gold. — Gregory. Raise your eyes and behold the Saviour's face: A He moves is his lips. I know still more. against me. do you hear what He to saying? [Gregory instinctively lifts his head up . He's coming alone? Penitents travel alone. What ? he descended from the Alps. Gregory. If he were coming with the Lombards. he holds out both of his arms). the Lombards many thousands. at the head of the army face. embracing the feet of the figure. Gregory.'] — — Gregory. pause. Help me.] Hugo. you [Rudolph.KING HENRY 95 Gkegory (pointing toward the left). Eckbert. They've asked him to Hugo. Gregory. Saviour! Counsel me! [He sinks down before the crucifix. he is coming to make peace. will he find you? Gregory {turning to the crucifix on the hack wall. do you really believe I should not have warned you? — — — Gregory. LiEMAR. Leave me till I call stay! you. He is speaking. Henry von der NoRDMARK. ledve 071 the right J] Gregory {walks excitedly up and down. Hugo. do you really believe I should have kept it from you? If danger threatened you from him. he is coming to do penance. That he was marching. that you knew. He is coming to will he find you? seek you. Hugo. All all this you you and kept from me? [Hugo looks silently into his knew. He coming without the Lombards. Gregory {almost speechless). When received him. Those who seek peace travel without arms and army. And all this you knew? Hugo. [A pause. He has re- jected their offer. Hermann.'] of the Lombards. What is then — Hugo.

And if if I should grant it to him Hugo. this same boy. and the boy who at Goslar stood before you! You loved him at once for you recognized in his words the heart of a king. Gregory {sinks on the chair).'] Gregory {pricking up his ears). Why. a distance. is coming to you today. I hear that some one asks admittance to the castle of Canossa. is He went he one. terrible God. and that country across the Alps. now returning. Gregory. Have you never wrestled with God in your prayer? Gregory. Emperor Henry's son. didst Thou put this on me ? Why on me ? Hugo {with deep feeling). you which of the Oh God! A . and thank the great Pope. — — [We hear the blast of a trumpet behind the scene. would lie on its knees. immense country. have the instinct for inborn greatness two is the born king? Gregory {his head pressed in his hands). he would come with the Lombards. I think it's Henry. This boy. who gave it peace. You're allied with Henry! Hugo. Do you hear that? Hugo. —Gregory. If he meant to get it from you by force. do you think that is? — Who — Hugo. coming from. ' ' ** My Kingdom is not of this Gregoky {rising quickly from the ground). who wants to be king You have astray. what torments you? Think of Goslar. Gregory who {listening for a repetition of the sound). why are you afraid? What troubles. As I am allied with every contrite human soul.] world. Gregory. seen him. that other in his stead.96 THE GERMAN CLASSICS the face of the figure. to He means to get absolution by force compel me to release him! ! He means Hugo. that whole. He'd return from Canossa to his native country a purified king. from his own free will. He means to wrestle with you for it.

You. Hugo. and clothe her with mundane power. ! XVII— 7 . kings and emperors shall go begging at her door. Hugo. The Church. a permanent altar. as the world." it was you Gregory don't rob the Church of her who said these words man — — ! soul Vol. was no Church ! — — . They are. They are not when one is a pope who is to establish a new order in ! Hugo. My heart? My heart? Questions of destiny are not answered by the heart! Hugo. are seeking to rob her of this spiritual meaning. for the spirit shall rule over force. Gregory. you would goad on a horse to leap a ditch? Yes. Have we no Church? Gregory. Let ! " He who kneel before the invisible God is poor in gold is rich in soul. when one is a priest. those wood-dwellers. however. No. I mean to bestow a new blessing on the world to erect a new altar. he must go! Hugo. — I By the grace of the Emperor it lived. mankind may kneel Hugo.KING HENRY spark of Thy light! voice ! 97 A word of Thy counsel! Thy God's voice and His counsel are within you! Ask your own heart Gregory (springing up). From now on. Gregory {walking up and down excitedly). not force over spirit. if could take my ease on the soft pillows of sentiment but I — No. What we called the Church. God created the Church to foster His own love. An evil monster is lurking back of your words! What is that new order of which you are speaking? What do you call your world? Gregory. who goad him on to do the wrong. this pale-faced man? With those German peasants. Henry does not belong to my world! Therefore. before which to give . Do you mean to tell me who this Henry is ? Do you mean to acquaint me with this Rudolph. comfort and spiritual solace to the world.

to your flowthis wretched world which are not any purer than your ers and trees. if it be a good cry? Cursed be he who keeps his sword free from blood in a fight for a Gregory. Don't change the immortal Church into one mortal Gregory. We'll know how to protect her. Bodies are mortal.98 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Gregory. A judgment seat before which the peoples of the world can stand. By means of human bodies? With weapons and ! swords ? not with weapons and swords ? I mean to to fight for the holy give Christendom a new mission. that He put such men as you are in Return to Clugny. poor as He was. Why — holy cause. you and I. turns suddenly/. which we loved. This was the Bride of the Man of Nazareth. When Gregory is old and weary. Gregory. rushes Dreamer! Dreamer! [He of the poor Man. chaste as He toward Hugo. Hugo. Now. the Mother of mankind. Hugo. Is it to rob the Church of her soul when I give her a body? Hugo. kisses and embraces him. the poor Bride to the was. in this hour Hugo. and build now. This was the Church in which we grew up. Hugo. and present their grievances ! ! . the kind. he has no time to dream. Create and build? What? Gregory. merciful Mother. holy and immortal as He was. What gave refuge poor stricken down by the rich? The Church which had no gold. Is that the new mission? What gave refuge to the oppressed bleeding from the sword of the oppressor? The Church which had no swords. What of it. own soul. Dreamer! Gregory (pressing his hands to his ears). to dream with you of this our Church. He must create and build. you and I. however. A new battle cry you will raise in this bloody world. he'll come to you. Hugo! God be praised.] Oh. Church.

Gregory. I am a tool in the hands of destiny. as servants of lust. I leave my work. Hugo. the common man. you cannot possibly You know — wish to do this ? Gregory. Gregory. I'm not responsible for my successors. Henry Gregory. you he is coming. The cause demands it. Hugo. ! Hugo. body the Church may arise him. he must be crushed. and I will chase as you would chase beggars! coming. your successors will you built Gkegory. You will sit as judge. On this judgment seat will sit the son of a poor man. Henry cannot come. But you are a human being. Destiny is God. you know that his foes and yet you mean to crush him? are scoundrels. He'll humble himself as man. not as King. And that is the God who commands you to found your new order with the help of robbers and traitors? . — Hugo {pointing to the left). these men away is Bring Henry over to my side. Hugo. I shall die. not coming. but only to Him for myself. God will survive me. And to help you in this your work. Why not? a king Gregory. And therefore — from his Because he's by nature 1 Gregory. that Therefore he must be smitten to the ground. Hugo. The tool has no power to wish: it is made to serve. you called these men! Geegory.KING HENRY 99 against their kings. the crowns of the mighty will roll in the dust at the feet of Hildebrand. in the golden house for them. I is Hugo. Hugo. Then destiny is the devil. to He I tell tell you that he is coming humble himself. Gregory. Hugo. but dwell. you love him. Hugo.

Henry von der Nordmark {bursting out at once). Because the good Abbot commands me. stands before him with wide open up both of his arms. Weakling ! [Behind the scenes. Hermann. shall King Henry be admitted? Hermann.] The Prefect of Rome appears door on the right. Countess Matilda surrenders her authority as mistress of the castle to the holy Pope. Prefect. and take hold of the — hem of his garment). . Eckbert. Rudolph.100 Gregory. Shall King Henry be admitted? Gregory {takes a step and is now standing in All eyes are directed on him with breathless expectancy) He shall not be admitted to the front. the middle of the stage. Monster! Gregory {returns his eyes. we hear another trumpet call. him. I ask shoulder). as though conjuring look. at the Prefect. holding him by the {rushing to uOithdraw ! Wait a moment! Ask him again before Ask him once more you go Prefect. Ah! That's right! [The Prefect makes a move Hugo on the right. in greater proximity than before. fall on their knees. murmuring with quivering lips). and a confusion of many voices. where they remain EcKBERT. ! you once more. of Canossa! The door on the — King HeAry stands at the gates opens quickly from outside. and Liemar appear at the door. Henry. ! Hermann. also the sound of approaching steps.] toward the Prefect. Holy Pope. Eckbert. left in silent expectation. Henry von der Nordmark {they rush toward Gregory. Holy Pope! Great Pope! . built 1 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Who cares Who cares to for the trowel for the when the house is means when the end is holy ? Hugo {walks up and lifts him).

are standing. now almost burned down.KING HENRY 101 Geegory {freeing himself from them). The red on the floor — is this the sun? Prefect.] Scene II Another. and (wholly absorbed. Hermann. Henry von der Nordmark. Gregory {shivers as if in a chill). It's been done already. strikes his forehead with his hands. Prefect {with a look into the fireplace). between door and footlights. passes through a severe inner struggle. a fireplace with burning fire. Rudolph. on which we see the flickering red sun-light). Stir up the fire. On the left. Gregory. A A few chairs along the back wall. then drops them. larger room in the castle of Canossa. In the back wall two windows. Gregory. is standing on the broad back of the bench. Snow ? A fresh snow has fallen over night. Is it still cold? Prefect. is seated in an arm-chair near the fireThe Prefect is standing behind the chair. stone bench under the windows. Why have the lights been put out? Prefect. It is morning. place. ECKBERT. A A servant in the door on the right. candlestick with burning candles. Gregory Gregory {points to the floor of the room. Gregory {rises slowly. It doesn't shine brightly today: winter mists conceal it. his hand before his eyes to shield them from the sun). wrings his hands. lights. And out there that man is he still standing? — — — . a silent group. Prefect. wrapped in a fur coat. Be gone! Leave me! All! All! [^He takes another half step toward — the front. Doors right and left. holy Pope. with the feebleness of an aged man. It's very cold. he stands at the chair. has been lost in brooding thought). and straightens himself out. the latter extinguishes the draws back the curtains at the windows. Gregory. at the door on the left.'] No ! [A deep silence. The Prefect motions to the servant.

in penitential garb.] Gregory. Gregory. and sinks again into it. Gregory. step. her eyes fixed on Gregory with look. and leaves on the right. No.] Prefect.] [The servant steps to the Prefect. Countess Matilda wishes to know. I will not see him. Gregory.] Hugo not here? Where's Hugo.102 THE GERMAN CLASSICS still Prefect (steps to one of the windows).] Countess Matilda wishes to know. enters from the Countess Matilda and Queen Bertha right with weary are by her side. whether you are ready to receive her. no sleep for three nights. If you wish to see him — is Gregory {turns his face away from the windows) .] may come. whether you will take some food and drink? Gregory (without changing his position). Prefect. [A pause. Gregory lifts up his face. Gregory walks slowly around the chair. whispers something to him. Emperor Henry's wife! Agnes (stops. I will not! I cannot! [There is a pause. You have had no nourishment for two days.] Gregory. Also with him? [The Prefect makes a silent bow. then she utters an a piercing almost in- . supporting Gregory (rising quickly). {^He supports both of his hands on the back of the seat. Prefect. [The Prefect leaves on the right. Gregory (as before). Below there? Indeed. and looks searchingly about. The door remains Empress Agnes. King Henry standing at the gate. I don't know.] Where's the Bishop of Bremen? [The Prefect looks as before out of the window. Prefect. Her lips tremble. She open. her. the Abbot? [The Prefect look silently out of the window. What does the Countess want? Prefect.

of his own free will. Bertha {trying to quiet Agnes). She sinks heavily upon it).] Who are you to leave Emperor Henry's son standing at your door like a dog? are you to deny eternal blessedness to my child? Gregory. opposite Gregory). [She points with her — finger to Gregory. yet was afraid to go to Him. her eyes take on the piercing look of a moment ago. yet it every pain was not mine. that my child shall be denied God's grace in spite of repentance and penance. she remains in the midI've suffered dle of the stage. he falls back one step). The Prefect moves a chair toward her. You are tired. 103 Am I? You know me? Do you? [She staggers. who was lost to me a whole life. I've prayed to God that He might take me. known to woman. might now be mine if only for one hour. I've had a child. When did you arrive? Agnes. From my cell in Rome. [There is a pause. then starts suddenly from her chair in the direction of Gregory). And there stands a man who tells me that I shall never hold him in my arms. facing winter and night. Who Come to yourself! Come to yourself! Agnes {her whole body trembling). Agnes. — Come — come to yourself. Why do you come here? Agnes {lifts up her head. I've come. I've heard that my son Henry. Be calm! Be calm! Agnes {pushing Bertha from her. Give me back my child's right to eternal blessedness! . Gregory.^ Gregory (a chair for her. turned from sin to repentance and penance.KING HENRY articulate cry). Very tired. Why ? Gregory {looking at her terrified.] And the man who says this is the one in whom I believed as I believed in God! [She comes closer to him. Where do you come from? Agnes. that he. because I knew that with Him I'd not find my child. Gregory.] Gregory. This night.

which hangs down dishevelled. Bertha and Matilda put their arms about Agnes and lead her to the rear. The two servants remain on the right and the left of the door. your son! {to Agnes). and perceive that this is Then not easy for him to do. since his limbs have become . The Saxons are in a state of rigid tension. him. the two servants let the curtain fall. Give me back my nal blessedness! Gregory {places his arms on the hack of the chair behind which he stands. and lags his face on his arms). slowly.] There.] Bertha Mother.104 THE GERMAN CLASSICS still Gregory {withdrawing farther). A King Heney breathless expectancy prevails. His eyes are deeply sunken. from entered. King Henry is coming! [Gregory is standing behind his chair. over his armor. the left. his face deathly Abbot Hugo and Bishop Liemar follow him. leave. in his brown hair. my Henry. Listen to me! child's right to eter- Agnes {shrieking). After they have pale. your Henry. without the right. and close the door behind them. his eyes turned toward the right. he wears a penitential cowl made of hair. The Prefect leaves hastilg on the right. Prefect {while moving the chair). The Prefect moves quickly the chair hack on which Agnes was seated. He is sword. holding hack the curtain on both sides. go down! Let the gates be opened to Henry. there he will enter. else. and with heavy step. there is snow. Henry {has advanced to the middle of the stage. over that threshold he will step. be quiet now: yon will see [Bertha points to the right. Emperor Henry's son! [Whispers and a cofmnotion throughout the room. The Prefect and two servants enter hastily from the right. The whole world is in revolt and sends this mother to fight against me! Prefect. his eyes fixed on Gregory. We stops. looking neither to the right nor to nor seeing anything makes a move to kneel down. so that the entrance from the right becomes free. His head is hare.] enters in armor.

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] I. lets himself down on his knees. Gregory {placing his hand on Henry's head). this hand shall take it away. clasps both of his arms [He about his neck. This hand has put it upon you. thus supported by them. Don't kiss the head on which the curse still rests. Henry {opens both of his arms. for having been faithless sight of my wife.] Henry {without moving. King me. tears stream from his eyes. His vicar. me standing in my I acknowledge — [He stops abruptly. then stops). be no longer cursed. degrading words.] I acknowledge that the penance you put upon me was righteous. and presses his face against his head. Henry. we can hear suppressed sobs. lifts up his face.KING HENRY stiffened with cold. is indeed the King! [Overcome by his emotion he both of his arms.] Henry! Henry! Henry! opens rushes toward Henry. His eyes remain immovably fixed on Gregory. [A deep silence prevails. He now moves here slowly two steps toward him. Bertha has pressed her head on Agnes' bosom. with slanderous. Three to days and three nights you have kept [He bends his head.'] repentance. and. of the Germans. and — . Kjng Henry places his arms on their shoulders. cold [Abbot Hugo and Bishop Liemar take a position on his right and left. Three times I have deserved death. with bowed head). 105 and Liemar).] Gregory (has stood immovable during King Henry's conWe see in his features the strong emotion fession. which Henry's words have awakened. I confess myself guilty in the sight of nature for having risen in enmity against my own mother. Yes. I confess myself guilty in the — help My He turns a little toward Hugo knees and limbs are stiffened with mankind for having rewarded with ingratitude the most faithful of hearts. confess myself guilty in the sight of God for having insulted you.

Matilda and Bertha go to her. and on you — those the Saxons. friends. Agnes It is late. he had also self.] Agnes {falls into his arms). his son Henry had many enemies. Henry Upon a motion of Henry. and offers them his hands. in the meantime. Bertha kneels before her.] Pope Gregory work? your Gregory. — not too late . Henry takes her hand in his. he places her gently upon it. holy word. your father that I have heard from your not yet time for you to die. Abbot. Liemar. [She reaches out her hand. seeing them. I shall it now be able to tell lips. and advances a step. he has none other to fear.] What shall I tell Emperor Henry from his son? Henry. My last hour has come there is nothing more to come after this hour. You will promise them safe conduct back to Germany? — . Bishop Liemar. and is standing there between Henry you? that's and the group of the Saxons. but since he overcame the worst of them all. the Hugo. and I have heard them. [She falls upon his bosom. the chair is moved to the front. Agnes.] to [He offers his right hand to Hugo. then Mother! rises. The princes of your country have come to me.] fall my faithful one! [His eyes upon Rudolph of Suabia. {clinging to her). child! child! My My child! Henry. my friend! [He offers his left hand Liemar. My eyes are growing dark.106 THE GERMAN CLASSICS embraces Gregory). his eyes fall upon Agnes. Oh! — My [He kisses him. has withdrawn nearly to the back wall. — mother. Henry himTell him. he lets go the hands of Hugo and of Rudolph. I've been your son so many years so many years were needed for me to learn how to pronounce the .] Does this mean reconciliation? [He turns to Gregory.] And there — And with others? [He advances another step toward the group. It is .] Stay with me. who. Tell him.

decided — what At Augsburg? ? A Diet — ? And there shall be Hermann. EcKBERT. Henry {to Gregory). Gregory {softly. The holy Pope must first decide.KING HENRY Henry. We have chosen Rudolph in your place. You are silent. and when we. Your heart told you what to do. you shall be king. we see that his emotion For if you do not speak. They did Why — they me. What? Hermann {bursting out rudely). and peace will be throughout the land. it may be that I increases. Speak! of Which And the holy — — [His limbs begin to quiver. then turns slowly his face to- — ! ! ward Gregory). Not yet. Ah [With a sudden start he straightens himself. 107 them safe conduct go back with me. why do you stay there? Come to me Hermann. Pope shall decide this. those men may think that you agree with them. Leave me! Henry. And you? Gregory. For Rudolph shall be our king Not you EcKBERT. For that reason. speak. controls himself quickly). hand I — promise — ? They shall in hand.] myself myself shall come to think that the voice which has driven me to you was after all not God's — . her fields will bear new fruit. shall descend the Alps. The princes of your country proposed to have a — — Diet at Augsburg — Henry. the church bells of Germany will ring of their own accord. Gregory. EcKBERT. Which of you shall be — king in Germany. Rudolph. Henry. with quivering hand). Because you are But you must speak is it not? for if astonished you are silent much longer. didn't tell you that? tell Henry {starts. And you? Hugo {steps behind Gregory and whispers to him over his shoulder). Henry {uttering a low erg).^ Hermann. a new vigor transforms him. Henry {stands motionless.

bows with an icy scorn toward Gregory).] Once already I've knelt before you. Saviour. now rushes toward him. and throws both of his arms about him). speak! You. help me against myself Christ. Henry {rises. appointed by God to you would speak make peace on earth. with every sign of fearful anxiety. lose not your faith in God! Lose ! — [swept — — — not your faith in God! Henry {gnashing — wily plot Agnes {rising Take my his teeth). And you believe them Credulous man Happy child of innocence! Because a handful of robbers took it coffin in — ! ! ! . has taken a place near Henry. Three days and three nights I've spent in hunger and in affliction. the voice that spoke at Worms on that terrible day! Henry {doubling up his fist). help me against myself! [He turns suddenly toward Gregory. Henry my Emperor's son dearer to me than my own child. not war. who lied to me. I cannot see. and yet didst bow Thy neck under the scourge. I did it for myself.] ! It shall not yet be My God. Blood and revenge! Cry of my ! soul! [He controls himself. Who has entered? from my face. I hear Henry's voice. in shame and disgrace — rigidly veil from her chair). and now laughs at the fool whom he has drawn into his net Hugo {ivho during these last words. amid ice and and behind my back a snow. who wast a King among the heavenly hosts.108 voice THE GERMAN CLASSICS but away hy a terrible vehemence'] that of the devil. The princes of your country assured me that no war was necessary. and deceived me. give me this peace on my way. [He throws himself down on his knees. raving civil war Gregory {motionless).] I am kneeling before you a second time! For Germany I am Do not be silent Your silence is the kneeling here ! ! which Germany's salvation and happiness will be buried! If you knew Germany's misery and need.

Henry Lord crosses the stage toward him. come to me! makes a motion. has stood erect): eyes! lapses. and seizes his hand. the death that traitors die! hand. centre of the stage. The measure of your head it's too small for Germany's crown! The measure of your it *s too weak for this great crime soul Rudolph. tears it from top to bottom. in the meantime. my man. and throws Don't you recognize your the pieces on the ground. Eckbert. and faces You are the man who permits himself to be It is ready! sword! placed by his underlings upon Emperor Henry's throne? [He strikes him on the shoulder.] Of — my col- [She .] But.] and King? [Rudolph remains as before. and run away? [He moves to the Rudolph of Suabia.] See. Take heed an early death. and opens the fingers of his hand. if you don't.] You'll have to be glued on. Eckbert. speaking to him in a low tone.'] takes hold of the penitential cowl that he wears over his armor. lets him go. Ah — {take hold ! Henry {stands before them.] [He pulls my forcibly to the front. this is the hand.] Henry Then I'll show you how to come! Hermann. supported by Bertha and ! Matilda. Hermann. [He else you'll fall off! — — ! ! points to the ground at his feet. I see flames before Flames of the fire of hell! and falls on the chair. waiting a moment. and [Rudolph Henry hold him back. German King would at once toss his crown to them. Don't wake up Rudolph him. with which you swore the oath of allegiance to me! I know how Death is written in this to read hands. and I'll forgive you. I pity you Beg my pardon. and lifts up his clenched fists). instead of forgiveness will come the law! [He seizes Rudolph's right hand. Henry von der Nordmark of their swords). Agnes {who.KING HENEY in their 109 you believed the heads to ply their shameful trade in Germany. uttering a coarse laugh.

Walls and The entrance door is cut diagonally in the ceiling made of hewn stone. to God Heney.110 THE GERMAN CLASSICS shriek).'] Go! It is best: for I fear the time has come that threatens disaster to all to whom Germany is more than a mere name [The head of the Empress falls backward. Countess Matilda presses it with both arms against her bosom. throws himself at the feet of his mother). When the curtain rises the entrance door stands open. like the room in front. The room has the appearance of a chamber in a fortress. A lamp hangs from the ceiling. Did you receive my order? Captain. The happy may pray to Him! He promised me what He did not fulfil. In the back wall is a bay window. You are going to leave us now. the two windows of which meet in a sharp angle. The Captain of the castle! Captain (approaches). kneels down dying! [She hi/ the side of Agnes. A vaulted room. right corner. and two soldiers are seen Peefect (entering). Beetha steps to Heney who is standing Beetha (with a The Empress is with Matilda — ! in the centre of the stage. the Captain of the walking up the hallway. castle. which gives a dim light. mother? Going to leave your son? Going to leave Germany? [He rises. through this door we look out upon a hallway. The windows are small. Pray with me. dimly lighted.] Heney (overcome hy sudden emotion. All preparations have been made to receive him. built of hewn stone. pray your mother. The Prefect of Rome.'] upon for Beetha (embracing him). I can no longer pray. the walls and ceiling of which are. looking gloomily his mother. It is night. ACT IV In the castle of Sant' Angela at Borne. The voice with which I once called upon Him is gone. Is the Pope coming? . couch stands in the front room placed crosswise A on the stage. Prefect? Peefect.

The Pope Captain. If the walls give way. has lain there twice before. Prefect. one in a sedan torches ! chair ! Prefect. Well there. Station yourself there. King ! '\ Henry Captain. it's not impossible that he may make an attack tomorrow with his whole army. What? Captain. Captain. [He beckons the soldiers to come the window. You may expect him any moment. From this point you can see Saint Peter's. tired. Captain (motions to the soldiers and points to the baywindow). Peter's ! A With [Prefect and Captain look up. and watch [The soldiers step into the hay-ivindow and look out of the window. Therefore. 111 From Saint Peter's. It's a pity he didn't go into the army. is He besieging the walls of the Vatican. the Pope. Captain. Prefect.] From Saint procession of priests! In their midst. He would make a much better soldier than priest. Saint Peter's will fall into his hands.] You there. Prefect! — The Soldier. come from that winfrom Have you prepared — — . Hm? Can But we are standing: to stand makes one a Roman become tired? Let us be so among ourselves. Prefect. Of course no one would want to live here unless obliged to. Gottfried von Bouillon has joined him with fresh troops. Captain {with a smile). he is preparing for the retreat. he ! Let me see! [Hastens to the window. ? Prefect. Prefect. Tomorrow morning it may be too late. One of the Soldiers {calling from the window). Prefect. And with Saint Peter's. Do you [In a confidential undertone.'] know — Prefect.KING HENRY Prefect.] That's [Returns from the window and looks about.] for his comforts? Captain {pointing to the couch). Moreover.

His walk.] Gregory {stops in the centre of the stage. and the features of his face. and solace and power! Do you see the rays of light that flash from it? Flames and on the couch. looks about. Come here! [He beckons the young priest to come to him. carrying a metal two hands. Prefect. sxipported by two other priests. bolted. I'm bringing it.] ! sparks.] A leader multitude of priests come wifh hasty tripping step along the hall. I beg you.] That's food and drink. What is it you wish? Holy Pope ! You are exhausted ! Gregory. the couch. unthout noticing the Prefect). it lies the box. hear a confusion of voices and the noise of [We approaching steps behind the scene. supporting the box on his knees. and get out! [To the Captain.112 THE GERMAN CLASSICS dow. The crown! box in his A young priest enters hastily. their is carrying a large cross.] As soon as lie has entered. see that the gates of the castle are locked and Captain. timidly. Who says I'm weak? It's not true. blue flames. rest. is the soul of Saint Peter's! ! the world It's too much for you. his bearing. take a [He makes Gregory sit down Gregory {seats himself). your Holiness! {his face lights up. It shall be done. They enter and crowd together. enters slowly. [Povnting to We have prepared a couch for you. The Young Gregory Priest. in the wall! He lifts quickly the cover of the imperial crown). Here Prefect. Leap now over Break into Saint Peter's holy Church! In this chamber. like the blue light in the Qje of a .] I must see it [The young priest kneels in front of the couch. where they remain. The crown! Prefect. Gregory. They increase in loudness as they approach. show extreme exhaustion. Gregory gazes at the crown with devouring looks. along the rear and in the hay-window.

to treat of peace with the holy Pope. Prefect! is it? is Prefect. shoutAnd here am I. we hear.] The The The Soldier. Vol. Prefect. three long. with horses and arms. in the meantime. has sits up). Soldier. pride The Young feet ! Priest (placing the box on the floor). I'll do this! [He puts his foot upon the crown. Who ? One of the army of the king. There some one at the gate.] ! The Prefect and the Gregory. coming from below. Captain. The Romans allowed him to come in? The Soldier. God be with us Don't you see that God is with me? Ten thousand are outside. They are below. They say he comes Gregory [who. They allowed him to come in. measured beats. What Soldier. What? Prefect. that I will cast the crowns of world into the dust before His feet! I've grown old since I made this oath! My work is done! For a sign of what I've done. lain as in a swoon. ing and clamoring for this crown! I alone I have it I will keep it and wiU not surrender it! [He sinks down exhausted. Behind the scene.KING HENRY ! 113 hungry wolf Imperial They are Henry 's thoughts crown is it's name The head on which it rests aspires ! ! — to realms beyond the clouds ! of the world! Down! feet ! Down! — Down with thee. They demand that he be admitted. appears in the hall! — — wag. At your At your Gregory. as though a hammer was struck against a door. this I've sworn to God. Fools! Captain. a great crowd. The soldier. who before had stood in the bag-window. Who is speaking of me? XVII— 8 . There is a pause. and conducted him to the castle.

Does he offer submission? Will he through penance release himself from the ban? Prefect (to the soldier). Gregory {with a scorn). Prefect {to Gregory). possibly.'] — — — ! . that sent an envoy. Prefect! what does he care about Of course [To himself. die for the holy Church Prefect. They shall fight. to negotiate peace with you. and looks down). How cautious you are. it it might well be ? Grerory. they — they Gregory {speaking to himself). if needs be. the tidings come. Are the Romans allied with him? Romans Holy They Prefect. are losing their patience! demand by force of arms that he be admitted. very many will have to die. to are longing for peace. Prefect. Gregory. ! tell the truth. Holy Pope. as though a great number of hands were Cries of voices are heard beating on the gates. the to the window. [Lifts is up his head.'] Captain {hastens Father. Hugo — in Henry's camp Prefect. exactly.] Prefect! What your wish? Does any one know where the Abbot of Clugny is ? Abbot Hugo? They say he is in the camp of the King. Gregory {lost in gloomy thought). [From below come repeated. That I don't know. No other conditions will admit him. Not that. — — from beloiv. Gregory. Bodies are defending the Church Bodies are mortal They become tired and ! fagged out! Prefect. Holy Pope. Gregory. Is that what he wants? The Soldier. Have you no {in instructions to give ? Gregory an angry voice). and. Prefect. irregular sounding beats. But but. Gregory. No other conditions will admit him.114 THE GERMAN CLASSICS (to Prefect Gregory). that we don't know. King Henry has Holy Pope.

[The Knight surrenders silently his sword to the Prefect. Let him come left it I 'm shivering with noise coming from below. Prefect Surrender your sword! When {to the Knight). he turns slowly head toward him. The Prefect. stronger. sound. Gregory. Gregory {startled . a mantle over his armor. and motions him and the Captain to withdraw.KING HENEY the Church ? loneliness! 115 Hugo even [Renewed ! GrEEGORY.} A knight enters wearing a helmet with lowered visor. these look inquiringly at Receiving no sign from him. But I put the ban upon him a second it in Germany? The Knight. and the Captain come up the hall. That's all there was about it. listening to the his words of the Knight.] Open the door ! ! [The Prefect and the Captain leave. He was freed from at Canossa.] of it? [Gregory clutches the pillows. The Knight is closing the door behind them. they leave. He submitted himself when you were the Gregory. A long pause. Did What did The Knight. you leave. as though sound of his voice. and utters a low . They heard of it. Gregory. standing in the rear stately erect. What then did they do in Germany? they not hear of the people say? time.] Gregory {without turning toward him). you shall have it back. You bring me Henry's submission? The Knight. and stares at him for awhile in at the silence). Both leave. They heard of it. Am I not — still the stronger? it Is Henry not under the ban? The Knight. The Knight beckons also to the clergy to withdraw. Gregory. What did they do when they heard The Knight.

propheas a legacy he sends you this hand sying his death. That may be. which was cut from his body in bloody battle. the Do you feel the silence [There is a pause. because we are. to you? The Knight. Gregory. And and Henry did not send you? [A pause. cursed Henry the first time. Gregory. alone.116 THE GERMAN CLASSICS When Gregory The Knight. Gregory. Because it was I who read it Gregory. and throws it at Gregory's feet. How do you know [Kneeling at the couch. the hand. produces a [He puts man's right hand. He sends you his farewell: he's dead! Gregory.] May life spring forth from this hour ! .] — Who did send you? Did King Rudolph send you? The Knight. I come from Germany. Rudolph dead? Slain in a battle against Henry. What has he to say to me ? What is his message ? The Knight. You ? you are The Knight {lifts quickly his helmet). was in his words when he did it a second God 's anger time. [He takes the mantle from his shoulder. Gregory. He sends you a legacy.] Gregory (rises with a cry of terror. and throws it over the hand. for the first time. which Henry read to him at Canossa. his hand under his mantle. I am Henry. You are a German? You come from Germany? The Knight. A—a legacy? The hand with which he swore allegiance to his king. — ! of the couch. I am a German. Did Henry send you? Is that what he said .] that Henry read his death in Rudolph's hand? Oh! — The Knight. holding its breath. burying his face deep in the pillows). [He points to the hand. it was a man's impotent hatred. The Knight. Not? Henry did not send me. sinks down by the side The Knight. Gregory.] Death is between us! I will cover it. — — ! round about us? It's the world.] King.

use Since it : it is your Gregory.KING HENEY Geegory Henry. A hosanna the priests will sing him. Gregory. tells Who — Hugo. morrow. and seats himself on the couch). emperor! Gregory. I lost my faith. Gregory {scornfully). Come into That's not true! ask him yourself camp. What do you right. Henry. What do you call your right? Henry. that you crown me A pause. Give — that's what you want? . The priests will tear the holy vestGregory. So my visit my faith ! at Canossa. Gregory. Gregory. place to- Who ? Henry. I do not come begging: tomorrow I shall be . Hugo — for Wibert? my Henry. Wibert? ments from his body! Henry. Because I cannot forget the day when I saw you for the first time. ask of mef My Gregory. many years ago. You looked so different from other people! [Gregory You looked to me like one turns slowly toward him. You say I am not stronger than you are yet you come begging of me. Then another pope will reign in your Henry.] it is my wish. Gregory. up there. Wibert of Ravenna. Gregory. [Gregory ! collapses on his couch. me back Gregory. Why — I ! ? Henry. you that? One in whom you believe. (rises 117 from his knees. The imperial crown. at Goslar. What wonder do you last opportunity expect of me? ! Henry. If I refuse it to you? ! Then some one else will crown me. Henry.] If it be true that you have who could work wonders ! this power. The Pope only can crown an emperor Henry. But the Abbot of Clugny.

Gregory. the Eternal. will I The Infinite. Henry. Henry! suddenly they fall asunder. first among men. What? Gregory. And — if I — Gregory {stretches. from the place where he stands. the Divine. as a son if you would come to his mother! Come. Gregory. the Church. If you would come to her. his whole body trembles. My foes say that also. Gregory. he rises quickly. mightiest first. you. make eternal salvation ! Kingly boy. showing that intense emotion surges through How his heart yearns after mine! How my him). kingly man. in whom I once believed He lives in the Church Believe in her. Henry! Henry. Oh. Before the Church? submit yourself greater than you! first. I wish to God you were not King ! '\ ! Henry {with a grave smile). his head drops ! — on his breast. the miracle you are asking for would be wrought! Henry. he wrings his hands. them see what will give them — You. I don't understand you. heart answers his [He wrings his hands more wildly. Put it now into practice. among men. Henry. want the invisible God. Then you would have what will give you faith.118 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Henry. But if you did understand me. I want you to restore my faith. . both hands toward Henry). humble yourself is kneel before the one who Henry. and He ! ! ! again be yours Henry would — {looks at him in blank astonishment). Gregory {standing at the head of the couch). Since then something died within me cause it to live again Gregory {his eyes turn away from Henry. Not King just at this time — while I am Pope! Henry. come! Do you remember what you said to me on that day in Goslar? You said that you would not suffer any one ! to put out people's eyes! think of what you said! make the blind see. if only you would! Oh.

Let me be your friend without being your servant! Gregory. No true mother lets her son feel this submission. my brother. I do give you my love of my own free-will. Henry. Henry. Let this stone chamber become the place of that momentous event where the Subdue the body humbled itself before the spirit! king.KING HENEY Yes. you sell it to me. One I ! will see it! Who ? Do it Henry. Gregory. no one will see it ! to give. Gregory. Does the son become a servant in submitting himself to his mother? Henry. Henry. Gregory. I will recognize you before the whole world as King. . Gregory. overflows A — . you! Give me your love of your own free-will. Did you not kneel once before? It did not help Henry. I understand what you ask of me 119 is Gregory. At that time when I knelt. for humanity's sake! ^ Henry. me. as the most beloved son of the Church Henry. I will receive you as my my great work. is the world. I cannot kneel. as my friend. yes. I will crown you What will I give the world. ! — . kneel before me no one will know it. when the stream of universal love which the Church is able Henry. which great as God Himself! tell me. bow your neck. yes. your you who have suffered so much from hatred Emperor before partner in ! — soul will be filled with the light of heavenly bliss. my son. No. you? What will I give you? I will take the ban from you. before the Church. Gregory. as — What will you give me in return? Gregory. You shall not feel it! The outside world shall not see your submission. the outside world shall not thousand steps I take toward you see you kneel Here where I am is the Church one only I ask of you where vou are.

it's a sorcerer that is cursing the worker — world! Your voice is drowned by another. to find in Gregory. all those that have put their trust in you. ! yourself Henry. Oh. unless you humble yourself. and a glittering plaything instead of eternal . twice I've found there — ! — ! — ! nothing but emptiness Gregory. deceiver ? Gregory {taken aback). Deceiver Henry. I Return to me the God I sought and you have taken from me! you Humble cannot.120 THE GERMAN CLASSICS God died within me. this one hour. and is satisfied with empty show I have searched your soul. you stubborn man! Henry. ten thousands will die because of you Shall there be war? shall their blood be upon you? ! — Gregory. deceiver Who wishes people to believe that he is above weakness and desire yet who hungers Twice after power. War from father and son! generation to generation. pointing to the winThe day is dawning red. Were all my words in vain that I have spoken. which once was and ! No You must No ! — will never return? Oh. Thousands have died dow. all that I implored of you? Is this hour lost. Henry. Your than yours the voice of despair! made void by another. have yearned after God. and have received a stone in place of bread. between War there shall be! And a curse upon you from now on Henry {throws a wonder till eternity! It's not the mantle about his shoulders). mightier than yours of the deceived All those that have sought — — mightier curse is the curse refuge in ! hope. Now I shall be emperor without your help! [He takes the mantle from the floor. Yes.] because of you. all those that have struggled to keep their faith. Gregory {throwing up both hands). Now you shall not be emperor! Henry. Gregory.

for all [He mshes out. 121 those I say to you. The Pope is [The moment they the dead dying! are drawing near. Let us pray for his soul [They kneel down in the rear. so that his head is hanging down. they perceive floor. man's hand hacked — A from the body! All the Priests. cursed. The Priests. they look about anxiously for a moment. darkness.] shall be cursed.] Gregory {stretches out both arms). ''Which is followed by no [They The Young Priest ! — — — day—" "Then lead me in the Priest {as before). See what 's lying there on the floor Second Priest {bending over). What are you muttering? The Young Priest. ** When the hour " is at hand which is followed by no hour '* Which is followed The Priests {repeating the words). Prayers for one dying? The Young ! . Don't run away! Don't you see that he is dying? Let us pray for his soul! The Priests. '* When the night " is at hand which is followed by no day The Priests {as before). — for — all those I speak. Lord! " have pity upon me. Let me pray pray pray [He staggers. A dead man's hand! fall back terrified to the rear. " Have pity upon me. cursed! You — — The priests appear at the door. We are praying.KING HENRY life.] one who brought the crown is kneel{the ing by the side of Gregory and has lifted his head on the couch). Lord " Gregory {raising his head). and falls across the couch. " by no hour The Young Priest {leading in prayer).] ! hand on the One A of the Priests.] The Young Priest {leading in prayer). The Priests {as before). then enter tumultuously. Gregory.

Pray for the salvation of your soul! Gregory. Pray ! Pray ! Upon the walls with you! [He struggles up from the couch. holy Father! Pray with us [Behind the scene. Pray with us Fight for the holy Church! Priests.] Help me onto feet the walls Die for the holy my Upon Fight Church [He staggers.'] All the Priests. then a great uproar and confusion of sounds.] are you going to do? Gregory. dying one heref All THE Priests. lets the cross fall and sinks back ! ! ! ! on the couch. Is there a Prayers for the last hour. I am going up on the walls! [He straightens himself out.'] One of the Priests. Holy Father Holy Bouillon has scaled the walls the city! — Father ! — Gottfried von The Germans are inside Gregory.122 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Priest. it is One What given him. I The Young trumpet blast. of the Priests. The priests jump from the ground. Death is upon us! All the Priests {run in deathly fear themselves before ! Gregory.] Give me the crucifix! [He reaches after the crucifix. Cowards! [From the distance a second trumpet blast.] body ! — Oh. Prefect. Did you hear that? Gregory. Pray Pray Gregory {pushing them away). ! ! to the front. coming from the distance. That's King Henry. Fight for the Henry and hell! Church! Fight For the holy Church! holy against . a loud Gregory. throw embracing his knees). my body — my body — wretched The Prefect comes rushing in. All the Gregory. and rush to the window. who is attacking the walls of Rome ! Second Priest. Pray with us. leaning against the cross. To arms! All the Priests.

I may die now with you. is returning. God has forsaken him All the Priests. the least. my sanctuary. We hear '' the words: Henry for Emperor.'] One of the Priests. God has forsaken him! Save yourself Flee Save yourself [They crowd together in wild confusion toward the door. You are the boy who who brought me the crown? The Young Priest. — you. Prefect! You are wanted! entered Saint Peter's! in the church ! There is King Henry has a frightful massacre [The Prefect rushes out followed by the Captain. to prayed to be death leads me my days. What do these call? . upon Gregory's breast). ! ! — ! The Young are you that is speaking to Priest {throwing me? his presses his face arm about Gregory. That's God's at the own judgment! It's A Second Priest. and leave in haste. — [Behind the scene a great tumult arises. Look pointing to him! dead man's hand! First Priest. — ! ! I've looked with you ! I up was a beggar your side ! to you. The priests jump to their feet. Gregory sinks hack with I ! ! The Young a moan. One of your ! people. Wibert for Pope!"] Gregory {startled). in obscurity. I'm the one I'm the one Unknown. He can't pray! ! Second Priest. 123 Captain.] Priest {carried away by the confusion of the fleeing priests. but one of them Gregory {groping for the head of the young man). They are greatly terrified. I've all you. Who are you? The lamp burns dimly who .KING HENRY The Captain appears at the door. the last. and throws himself at Gregory 's feet ) I will not flee I will not I will not Gregory. my God! now to you.

You are the Pope. I '11 give brother and sister. falls backward on the couch. which ! ! triumph over the Yesterday [Behind scene. and dies. Gregory {starting up). my God [He puts his hands on the head of the young man. mine [He staggers. golden season of life. he supports himself with both hands on the shoulders of the young Who is your priest. in immediate proximity. my God! my this last hour! Thou hast sent him to me in this Thou didst know that I wanted noth- ing for myself. Pope? The Young Priest. Wilbert for Pope! "] Gregory {in a rigid position. his right hand The Future That that's the Future! raised). Do you believe in me? The Young Priest.l is dawning in ! the — — ! . They are lying! They are lying! lying! They are Gregory {raising himself feebly on his feet. who is kneeling before him). Father and mother. up for you ! Gregory. but all things for the holy Cause alone Thou didst send him to me in my last hour. none but you Gregory.'] My hands are on your head! Youth. As I believe in God so I believe in you — ! ! You love me? The Young Priest. standing.124 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Priest {throwing himself upon him). I link you to my work! You shall remain when I have passed aw^ay. once more repeated cries of: " Henry for Emperor. I bless you! Future. They are calling. ! here. The Young listen to Don't them! Don't listen to them! '* [Behind the scene repeated cries: Henry for EmWibert for Pope! "] peror. Gregory. you shall live when I have died! ! man Shadows are dimming my vision Look into my eyes Sun is in your eyes! You are the Tomorrow. ''Wibert for — Pope!" The Young Priest sion {throwing himself with redoubled pasupon him).

are able to pass by ^dthout feeling in the least an free — who are entirely- itching desire to stop. personally. unpaid barrister. and did what any curious in the The place where old towTL that happened was a wine-tavern — where I was practising at the court as a young. well-colored in his meerschaum cigar-holder from which he spread clouds of smoke about mouth. was almost empty at that hour. The wine-tavern. I wonder. a long. to follow the direction of the other's gaze and find out what mysterious thing it is he sees! If anyone should ask me whether I. sipping the fragrant wine. cosy room. when they see someone looking attentively and interestedly at an unknown object. There were three of us: the fat tapster who poured golden yellow muscatel into my glass from a bottle gray — with dust. at the side of a large square of which its windows commanded a view in all directions. J from curiosity! People who. [125] him. ALMON RE there people. sitting in a corner of the manyangled. To my mind for I always have been a lover of solitude it was only the pleasanter on that account. a goblet of red wine before him on the window-sill. .NOBLE BLOOD By Ernst von Wildenbruch TRANSLATED BY MURIEL. and finally another guest who had seated himself at one of the two open windows. I do not know whether I could honestly say yes. the time was a summer afternoon. belong to that strong sort of men. and certain it is that there was one moment in my life when I not only felt such an itching it desire but actually yielded to person does. then I myself. on the ground floor.

There must surely be something going on out there. tinged with a bluish hue in spots. and through the nebulous veil would be heard peevish. above it hung a cloud of bluish cigar-smoke. between twelve and one. What could he be looking at? The fat tapster who was bored with us two silent people. whose reddish face. they would " call to gather about the round table in response to the conversation. Sometimes when I passed by the house where he lived I had seen him standing at the window. his blood-shot eyes gazing meditatively out of their puffed and wrinkled lids at the gray wilderness of water beyond the dam. where. usually covered with water. when it overflowed its banks in spring. square. His was a solitary nature. He was seldom seen walking with others he lived outside the town on the other side of the river. however. and looked out of the other window into the . shortly to disappear into the wine-tavern." On the table stood pint bottles of sour moselle. The old colonel also was a regular visitor in the winetavern he did not come at the hour of the general roll-call. was surrounded by a long gray beard. but later.126 THE GEEMAN CLASSICS This man. his hands behind his back. in the afternoon. . under his coattails. About noon they were to be seen strolling through the streets in groups of two or three. And now. was an old pensioned colonel known to everyone in town he belonged to the colony of retired officers who had settled in this pleasant place and were slowly advancing toward the end of their days in tedious monotony. he stood in the middle of the room. and the view from his windows was of the broad meadow-lands that the stream. husky . had noticed the Colonel's behavior before I did. . voices discussing the latest announcements in the list of promotions. there he sat at the window of the wine-tavern gazing steadily out into the square across the sandy surface of which the wind swept the dust in swirls.

" said the Colonel. fat one lowered his head as if he meant to ram in Ms opponent's stomach and rushed at him. the short. lanky fellow with a disagreeable expression on his freckled face. as we in chancery. except that in the middle. They were probably about the same age. His prediction. he said them aloud to himself without addressing either of us. Both boys dropped their bags. Now then. a moment later he had thrown his left arm around the other's neck so that he held his head as if in a noose he had him. who had watched the fighters' movements attentively and seemed to disapprove of the ** little lad's tactics. a thin. the big fellow will soon have him in chancery. I Was that what so engaged the old man's attention! Human nature being as it is. With his right hand he seized his say.NOBLE BLOOD As 127 quietly as possible so as not to distract the attention of the other two. was difficult to say to whom he spoke these words. they still carried their schoolbags under their arms.was fulfilled immediately. I noticed two school-boys who stood facing each other in threatening attitudes. The distance was too great. however. who was short and fat and had a good-natured face with chubby. was blocking the way for the other. near the ornamental lamppost. The square was deserted. After this had lasted a little while the fight began. for me to understand what he said. I rose from my seat. But there was noth- ing particular to be seen. ' * ' ' . but one was a head taller than the other. The boys had just come from the afternoon session. At the same time the bully seemed to be teasing the smaller boy with irritating re- marks. red cheeks. The taller boy avoided his enemy's attack. antagonist's right fist with which the latter was trying to belabor his back and after he had captured him completely and got him into his power he dragged him in mocking triIt . once I had begun to watch could not turn my eyes away till I had seen whether the threatened fight would actually take place. This bigger boy.

128 THE GERMAN CLASSICS the lamppost. his face again toward the window. The little lad whose resemblance to the chubby-cheeked boy marked him as his brother. tall. He took a swallow of red wine and stroked his beard." said the old Colonel. thin boy kicked at his new assailant like a horse. looking at the tapster now. thin one." Apparently he was dissatisfied with the short. he suddenly began to stab the tall. Now the little boy tore open his bag with truly mad haste. continuing he always lets himself be caught that monologue. but who looked like a more to the others. . Bravo said the old Colonel. out of the bag he took his pencil-box. to whom it seemed he wanted to explain his his * ' ' ' ' ' interest in the matter. once and again and then a third umph round time. " There he is! " said the old Colonel. . Things grew too hot now for the tall. out of the pencil-box his penholder and. fat fellow and could not bear the tall. curious to see whether the little lad will come! and improved edition of the latter. '' The confounded youngster! " said ' ' self. knocking olf his cap. The little chap avoided the kick and at the same instant another blow descended on the his head. using the steel pen as a weapon. ** He's a flabby chap. For they fight every day. thin boy. had come up With both hands he raised his school-bag and gave the tall. thin boy's hand. he went on. Then he turned *' " I'm He had scarcely finished growling these words when a slender little fellow came rushing out of the parkway that ran into the square at that point. this time on In spite of that he did not relax his strangle hold and still gripped his prisoner's right hand firmly. way. a capital little chap ' ' ! the Colonel to himHis red eyes shone with thin boy irritated delight. The tall. thin boy such a blow with it on the back delicate that ' ' we could hear ' ' ! the sound.

But the tall. so effectively that the other began to retreat step by step. I was able to look he was really a thoroughbred. thin boy. The brothers gathered up the little one's belongings which lay scattered over the ground. His cap had fallen from his head his curly hair clung about his deathly pale. The tall." ' ' Vol. and suddenly he stopped and clumsy coward. The tall. enough. followed his every movement with glowing eyes ready at any moment to rush at him if he should begin again. pummeling him furiously with his fists. In the meantime the chubby-cheeked boy had collected himself again. brushed the dust off them and turned to continue their way home. picked up their caps.NOBLE BLOOD 129 by the pain he let go his first antagonist and fell upon the little fellow. Panting breathlessly the three stood opposite one another. The fight was draw- ing to a close. But the latter turned into a regular little wildcat. shrugging his shoulders as he went. . put them into the schoolbag. thin boy shook off the little one. stepped back two paces and picked up his cap. his fists still clenched. had picked up his bag and now joined once more in the fight with blows on the enemy 's back and flanks^ At last the tall. closer at the brave little lad . delicately formed face in which his eyes . What a big. thin fellow did not come again. This led them past the windows of our wine tavern. thin boy sought to hide his shame at his defeat by a hateful grin the little one. He pressed close to his antagonist and belabored his stomach and body with his convulsively clenched little fists flamed. XVII —9 . the little one shrugged his shoulders with unutterable contempt. and when he had reached a certain distance he began to shout insults at the other two. thin boy followed them again shouting at them loudly across the square. he said. His schoolbag with ^all its contents lay on the ground and across them he flew at the tall. he had had Scornfully he withdrew farther and farther.

and took the big glass in both his little hands. They were now standing directly under the window at which the old Colonel was sitting. you 're a pluckj^ little chap. right in the street. The little chap was now holding the glass up to the window again. " Did it taste " asked the old Colonel." *' That they should fight like that. thank you. It was easy to see by his face that what he had done had seemed to him a matter of course. my boy said. After he had drunk a generous swallow he held the glass hand by the stem." said the old Colonel. take a drink for a reward. the teachers can't be after them all the time boys must fight. resuming his soliloquy. * ' ' ' ! ' ' and held it out the window to the little fellow. grinning to him'' I offer him my glass and without a by your leave self. He rose from his seat so heavily that the chair creaked ' ' . The Colonel watched them till they turned the corner of the street and disappeared from his view. *' ** ' ' — That doesn't matter a bit. allow it. ' ' he gives his brother a drink out of ' ' it. took his schoolbag from his brother ^^gain and. politely. Chubby Cheeks also took a draught. thin boy stopped too. then he whispered something to his older brother. very good. offered him in one the glass too. . and the brothers broke into derisive laughter. " Such a rogue. The boy looked up surprised. who still remained " it's a wonder that their teachers standing where he was. Boys like that it's curious sometimes about boys like that. " he Bravo. after all they seem to be the children of respectable families. and continued on his way with his brother. without asking further permission. Boys must have freedom. Instantly the tall. he said. ' * Then." said the boy." grunted the old Colonel.130 THE GERMAN CLASSICS turned to face his enemy. good? "Yes. gave him his bag to hold. He picked up the goblet Here." said the fat tapster disapprovingly. pulled at his cap. He leaned out.

His gaze wandered slowly over to me in his eyes I read the dumb question of the man who asks his fellow whether he will help him conquer a bottle of wine. " If '' you will allow me. '' they've drunk up my wine. knocked the cigar stump out of his cigar-holder walked stiffly over to the opposite wall on a peg. I shall be glad Hm — ' ' — — — . not unwillingly. then set the goblet down without draining it. He the wine-list over to the tapster. apparently. theyjust seem really to be it ' * With like that nature shows itself as alike — they are good subjects for study — boys ." The tapster had given him his hat the Colonel once more took up his goblet in which there were still a few drops of red wine. His gaze was turned toward the windows and. ^' Confounded scamps. At the same time he continued his thoughts." he growled. The fat tapster suddenly grew animated." He looked at the scanty remnant almost sadly. underscored a line pushed with his index finger and said in a tone of command He did allow ' ' : A bottle of that." I said. sir ? " all ' ' Standing at the table the old man opened the wine-list and growled to himself." me and." had seated myself at the table with him so that I saw from the side. and where his hat hung 131 under him. " some other kind perhaps but they don't keep a whole bottle that on tap that would be rather too much. as he looked past me at the sky. is boys — afterward. Colonel. when they grow older. he said turning to me as he threw his hat on a chair and sat down at the table.NOBLE BLOOD into the ashtray. to share a bottle. Will you have some more. It was the first time I had seen him in such close I his face proximity. the crimson glow of the sunset was reflected in his eyes. " it 's ' ' ' ' noble blood. all like that. ." That 's a brand that I know.

I took up the expression that the old man had used in — just before. and men who are creating poetry must not be it is ' really — ' ' long pause ensued. " " I had to think of that a few minutes his voice ago ''when I saw the boy. I remained silent.'" His red eyes returned from the distance.132 THE GERMAN CLASSICS There was an expression in his eyes as if he were lost day dreams and. we grow old. where? The bottle that the tapster brought and put down before us on the table contained a delicious draught. wandered over to me and remained fixed upon me as if he would say: *' What do you know of " He took a generous swallow. Colonel. noble blood — We . I felt that I ought not to speak and question. as thick as your arm." he said. " If we some who go on living and living begin to think sometimes it would be better if they were no longer alive questioned. When a man recalls old memories he becomes poetical. noble blood. But it's a pity see right into his blood. wiped his damp beard and " It's so ^' when gazed across the glass. ^ ' — — — — down below It there. Nature sticks sounded gloomy — — can right out of a boy like that. and as if he were thinking of those that lie under the earth." he continued. figures of those who had been young when he was young and now were who could tell me. ' ' looked as if the top of the table meant the surface of the earth to him." He and others they had to go There 's much passed his hand over the top of the table. we think much more of our earliest days than of the time that came after. ^^ A — — much too young. as his hand mechanically stroked his long gray beard. How strange it is the people we meet. very dark and very mellow flowed into our glasses. strange. " I must agree with you. it seemed as if figures were rising before him out of the torrent of years that had streamed away into silence behind him. Old Bordeaux.

hm yes. easily goes to waste knew a boy like that once. ' ' ' * Coming from Alexander Square. he continued. that is the old military school. You can't see it from outside as you pass. but I looked at him and also been on the elevated railway." sometimes." . I know that one. I did not : my glance may *have replied ''Tell the story. His gaze wandered over me again as if examining me to ." he said. He did not question. Grass grows there now." plain old building — I " The new one. '* speak. of course. I don't know at all." Still he did not begin at once but first with deliberation drew a large cigar case of hard brown leather out of his breast pocket." yes.NOBLE BLOOD 133 I more easily than the other kind. Then comes the big main building which surrounds a rectangular court called the " Square Court. blowing out the match and puffing the first cloud of smoke across the table. — — happened * ' there." and there too the cadets used to walk. along behind New Friedrich Street." but the old one I do know The repetition of his words made me feel that he knew not only the building but also not a few things that had nodded corroboratively. but that wasn't so in my day. you come first to a yard with trees in it. out in Lichterfelde. *' Hm well. . on '* and I suppose you've Oh — the right side in New Friedrich Street there stands a large. see whether I could listen. took out a cigar and lighted it slowly. it was used for a drill ground then and the cadets used to walk about there at recess. " You know Berlin. ' ' — There we had it ! The tapster had seated himself in the far corner of the room I kept perfectly quiet the stillness of the room was broken by the old Colonel's heavy voice which came at intervals like the gnsts of wind that precede a thunder storm or some natural calamity. when you go from Alexander Square to the Janowitz Bridge.

the front. — — . by way of the yard. and until he was borne away hm. but it was always enter the hospital you had to approach it from locked. in New Friedrich Street. . of cadets. Little L. There was a ditch to jump over and climbing poles and all sorts of that's all been taken away now. at that time it was the hospital. I know nothing about the new building out there in Lichterf elde. . was always lockecl that is. For you must know that on the other side of the door was the mortuary and when a cadet died he was laid there and the door was opened and remained so until the other cadets had been led past to take a last look at him. it is w^ell it L The masters called the older of the two L-1. " continued the Colonel disparag'' but I've heard that it is a big affair now with lots ingly. there were not very many. L-2 but among us cadets they were known as Big L hm. At that time. it is smaller and a house faces it. only four companies. for next to the hospital was the main athletic field. — was the fourth In the company to which I — there were two brothers whobelonged me in the junior were with — was von Their name immaterial but — '' that account. This door. well He moved on his chair and a far-away look canae into his He seemed to have arrived at the object of his eyes. and they were always very sad occasions. I don't know what the house is used for now. sions — ''As I said. "And then comes a third yard.134 THE GEEMAN CLASSICS Again I nodded in corroboration. " and Little L. as I said. who was a year and a half younger than the other. memory. A door opened things — into the athletic field. and the little one. And then as you go past in the train you can see the roof of the gymnasium too. and they made up two classes: juniors and seniors. and then there were the special students who afterward entered the army as officers and whom w^e called the bullies because they had the supervision of the others and we couldn't bear them on ' ' class. it was only opened on special occa- from the hospital To . " A long pause followed.



like a young eagle and altogether " he was a boy The old Colonel breathed hard. it's something the same as it is with animals: among them all the others crouch down before the biggest and strongest beast. narrow head and blond. — — in boys like that. down into the yard before two or three of the other got Big L — well — he work again. those who were good friends always joined one another and then walked arm in arm round the Square Court and to the yard where the trees stand. wavy hair that curled naturally and a little nose. '' ^^^len the cadets came down at recess. whereas generally a senior would never have dreamed of walking with a knapsack that was far as they called the boys in the junior class ' ' — beneath their dignity. — — . ' ' . no one paid any attention to Big L. blowing a thick cloud out of his meerschaum cigar holder. to the military school in Berlin from the preparatory before the school they came from Wahlstatt I think matter was decided. Nature still comes out * ' . and so they kept on till the drum sounded the call to '* joined any one he could and strode on the contrary. The big. scarcely along ill-humoredly. Little L. And that wins him the respect of the others too and they would scarcely dare to bother him. are kings and whomever they favor has an easy time of it. He had a small. big boys took him by the arm and made him walk with them. he was so slender and supple. strong ones ''It's queer about boys like that. But it was very different when the .NOBLE BLOOD '^ 135 Such a difference between two brothers I have really never seen since. and Little L was a general favorite. And they were seniors too. Big L was a thickset fellow with clumsy limbs and a heavy head Little L was like a willow-wand. '* Don't imagine that the cadets were indifferent to these The brothers had scarcely come things on the contrary." he went on. Eenewed puffs from the meerschaum cigar holder accompanied these words.

I will make an example of you the " I warn you today for the last time. they made an exception in his case. ^* and it never went beyond the warning. his elder brother. Little yes. Big L had a good head for mathematics. he was nevertheless a favorite with the masters and officers too and it couldn't have been otherwise. copied from * ^* his brother's work. one of the best in the was one of the differences between the kept his wisdom to himself and did not yes. ' ' care. first row was called on and didn't his lesson.' ' ' The old Colonel laughed to himself. he wasn't much good at any other subject but in mathematics he was a star. but quite the contrary. Little L hissed across all the intervening. were seated in alphabetical order and so the two L's sat about in the middle next to each other. '' There was one old professor who taught us Latin.136 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Little boy was L . But it was always the time before the last. who was not exactly clever at figures. Almost every time we recited to him he would stop in the middle of the class. in fact. That could be seen in class where. for although Little L was not a model boy. when it came the turn of a boy in the last row. L-2. In everything else Little L excelled And this brothers: Big prompt. He was always as jolly as if he'd had a present every day. Little L murmured the answer half aloud. — Oh and was. indeed —" L L prompted. In spite of that he was not less a favorite with the juniors than with the seniors. he said. And he always — . he positively roared. you are prompt' ' ing again! And you are doing it in the most unabashed way I Take next time. benches at him what to say. for the father of the two boys was a very poor major in some infantry regiment and they scarcely had a groshen for pocket money. of course.' and Little L.' he would say. An affectionate smile '* When a boy in the know passed over the old man's face. We Their standing in the class was fairly equal. although he never had any present given him. L 2. class. we were all juniors together.

as I have already said. still they were very much attached to each * ' ! *' other. for he remained as unpopular as ever. " and had stood the boy on his feet and said. and although it did L no good. The two slept in the same room and. while Big L." he continued. " The cadets knew that. so neat outside and in and smart altogether The Colonel paused. and let him copy his work when extemporary exercises were dictated." The old man smoked harder." he " after said. to see if he too had somebody to walk with. his little face often grew quite remarkably serious. Little L was very neat. but Little L couldn't hide any'' thing." he said then. It was afterward that I pieced all that together. it Big made Little L even more of a favorite than he had been. everything had happened that was to happen. When they were walking in the yard he could be seen looking round for his brother from time He to time. " ' ' ' ' . and he was generally called brotherly love. " different as the brothers were. he probably knew more about Big L's state of mind than we did at that time. he was sorry for his brother. of course. and what tendencies his brother had. but besides that he took care that no one hurt his brother and sometimes when he looked at him from the side without the other's noticing it.NOBLE BLOOD looked as 137 if he were just fresh out of a bandbox. As if nature had been in a really good humor for once. he seemed to be searching for a term which would express all his love for his little comrade — — — ' ' of long ago. here you have him ''And that was curious. ''And because Little L was conscious of how much better than his brother he was treated by the other cadets. of course. Big L didn't show^ it so much. on the contrary. almost as if he were worried about his brother. prompted his brother in class. he was always morose and didn't show anything.

drank a swallow energetically and stroked his moustache into his mouth so that he could suck off the beads of wine that glistened on it. the then the order. that does no harm " it takes a mean chap to do that! but to torment a man the men — — . of course. how mean a man must be to deprive a poor boy of his Sunday leave when he has been looking forward to it for a week." The old Colonel paused. 'Take his name to report on Sunday." he growled. " you think. He went behind the cadets and filliped their coats with his fingers to see if any dust came out and if there was none then he lifted up their coatpockets and beat them with his hand and.' and then that cadet's Sunday leave was done for. anyway any one was setting out to harass and torment the men there was none of that in my regiment later. he would take the clothes brush and go all over him once again. to the yard and on duty passed along through the ranks and inspected the cadets to see if their uniforms were in officer * ' To explain that I must tell you that cadets had to go down in the morning for the roll-call ''And when it was the cross Lieutenant who did that the whole company was always in a blue funk. before we formed for the roll-call. even to make it pretty strong at times. and all on account of a afterward whenever I noticed that trifle well. the recollection of the "cross Lieutenant" apparently made him ' ' — as savage as a wolf. however well a coat is beaten and brushed there is still always a little dust in it and as soon as the cross Lieutenant saw that he said in a voice like the bleat of an old billy-goat. and that was very sad. to send them to the guard-room. Little L made himself into a regular servant for his brother and sometimes he even polished the buttons on his coat for him and. To bark at If " — — — once in awhile. brushing his uniform and almost scrubbing it particularly on the days when the cross Lieutenant was on — ' ' duty and had the '' roll-call.138 THE GERMAN CLASSICS was slovenly. for he never failed to find something wrong. they knew that I was there and that I wouldn't have it.

But in the interval there was more or less disorder and especially when the last detachment of seniors left they were examined and sent off in batches everything was in confusion. like that. The senior had not put Now when — ' ' . . thus betraying the fact that he had followed the Colonel's Very ' ' true. The ' ' old man calmed down and continued. were also called the bullies. . and so for a time only the juniors were left and they were promoted into the senior class. he had had one of his own made it was of patent leather. " Now in the room where the two brothers slept there was a senior who was known among the other cadets as a dandy. so instead of using one of the sword-belts that were provided for us cadets at the school. tale. who.NOBLE BLOOD ' ' 139 shouted the tapster from the background. and more elegant than the ordinary belts furHe could afford to do things nished by the government.' took the officer's examination. and as soon as it was over they were sent home out of the cadet corps. narrower. *^ The seniors took the ensign's examination and the special students. *' That lasted till the new juniors entered from the preparatory schools and the newly appointed bullies came. the day came for him to pack up his belongand leave for home. for he . He had made up his mind that as soon as he had passed his examination and got out into the world he would * * ' — — play the fine gentleman. and the other cadets had it. he wanted to buckle on his swordings belt and it was not there. and then the wheels all went round again as before. was disgracefully proud admired ' * of it. ^* He had shown the sword-belt to everybody. as I said. Things all went on like that for about a year and then came the time for the examinations and that was always a most important time. There was a great hue and cry we hunted everywhere the sword-belt could not be found. for he used to have money sent him from home.

Might it have been one of the cadets. of course the affair could not remain a secret after that and it soon became known. But who could First it have been! of the old attendant we thought who cleaned the cadets' boots and kept the dormitory in order. by a curtain '' There was no other possibility some one must have in his locker but — — taken ^' * * it. but he had merely answered. took off his regulation belt. but he w^as an old former non-commissioned officer who had never been guilty of the slightest irregularity in all his long life. They had all opened their lockers at once and asked the senior to look in them. The senior swore and stormed because now he should have to with the government sword-belt after all the other cadets in the room were silent and gloomy. said something in the senior's ear and the two exchanged a few words in whispers and then the senior stroked Little L's head. " There had been a re-assignment of rooms. already left the room with his bag in his hand and was on his way downstairs when suddenly some one called him from behind and when he turned there was Little L running after him with something in his hand before . ' ' . Well. he was trembling so.140 it THE GERMAN CLASSICS had laid it down with his hehnet in the bedroom where the cadets' helmets stood merely covered and it had disappeared from there. "A few of the others happened to be passing and they said afterward that Little L was as white as a corpse and He that his limbs actually shook. that's absurd go off . * — whoever would think of anything like that ''And then something very remarkable happened. something that made more of a sensation than what had gone ' ! once the senior got his sword-belt back again. Big L had . buckled on the handsome one and went he gave Little L the other to carry back. impossible as that seemed? But who would even think of such a thing? So the matter remained a mystery and a foul one at that. all at " He had — and that was the senior's sword-belt.



move and just while all the excitement was going on he had carried his things into his new room. ''Afterward the cadets remembered that he had been
remarkably quiet about
after the grass

— but we


know how

that is;

high then everybody remembers having heard it grow. But so much was true he had not let anybody help him and when Little L took a hand he had spoken

But Little L, ready to quite crossly to his little brother. as he always was, had not allowed that to deter him help
and as he took

his brother's canvas


jacket out

of his locker he suddenly felt something hard carefully and that was the senior's sword-belt. up in it


the brothers said to each other at that


or whether they spoke at all, nobody ever knew, for Little L had enough presence of mind to leave the room in silence. He was scarcely outside the door and in the passage before

he threw the jacket on the floor and, without thinking of the consequences, ran after the senior, with the sword-belt. ''And then, of course, there was nothing to be done; in five minutes the story was common property in the company. The devil had got hold of Big L and made him lightfingered.

" Half an hour later the word went quietly round from We are all to meet in council tonight after room to room

was one larger room where reports were given out and other public ceremonies went on, that was called the company hall. " So in the evening, when the lamps were out and everything was quite dark the cadets streamed out of all the rooms down the passage no door was allowed to slam and every one was in stocking feet, for the Captain and the other officers did not know anything yet and must not know anything of the meeting or we should have had a grand

the lamps are out, in the company hall. " In the quarters of every company there


blowing up.

When we came to the door of the company hall a boy was standing against the wall by the door and he was as





white as the plaster of the wall itself that was Little L. few of the others took his hand at once. Little L can



in, too,'

they said,


isn't his fault.'

a big, tall fellow called only one boy who opposed that names don't matter he was called K. But he was well, overridden at once. Little L was taken in, a couple of tallow candles were lighted and stood on the table and then the

There was

had become empty. I filled it and he took a deep draught. ''Any one that likes can laugh at all that now," he went '' but I can say this much, that we weren't in the least on,
inclined to laugh we felt quite uncanny. cadet who was All the cadets' faces were a rascal that was horrible.

council began." The Colonel's glass



pale and they spoke only half aloud. Usually it was considered abominably mean for one cadet to denounce another

any one did such a thing as actual stealing, then he was no longer a cadet to us and so we w^ere to consider whether we should report to the Captain what Big L had done. The tall fellow called K spoke first. He declared that we must certainly go to the Captain and tell him everything, for when it came to such low conduct all consideration was Tall K was the biggest and strongest boy in at an end. the company; consequently his words made a particular impression and at the bottom we others w^ere of the same
to their superiors
' '

— but


For that reason no one had any reply to make and a general silence followed. But at that moment the row that stood round the table parted and Little L, who till then had squeezed himself into the farthermost comer of the room, stepped into the circle. His arms hung limp at his sides, his head was bent, and he kept his gaze on the floor;



could see that he wanted to say something but could not


" Tall

up courage


to speak. to lay

was ready again


the law.





has nothing to say here.



But that time he was not lucky in his remark. He had always been hostile to the two, no one knew just why, parHe was not at all popular either, for ticularly to Little L. boys have a tremendously keen instinct, and they probably felt that the fellow had a very mean, cowardly, miserable
soul in his big body. " He was one of those

who never dare





to attack boys of smaller and weaker ones.

Consequently his remark was followed by whispers
all sides.




shall speak!




more reason why

he should speak

who was still standing there rigid and heard how his comrades took his part, big tears motionless, suddenly began to run down his cheeks; he clenched both his fists and dug them into his eyes sobbing so frightfully that his whole body shook from top to toe and he couldn't
the boy,


get out a word. " One of the others went
the back.
* '



him and patted him on

Pull yourself together,

he said,


is it

that you

' '

to say? Little L


he finally gasped between sobs, reported he '11 be turned out of the corps and what is to become of him then?

— he


went on sobbing.



' '

There was



we knew

that the boy


right and

that that would be the result


we reported

his brother.

also knew that his father was poor, and involuneach one of us thought what his father would say if tarily he learnt that his son had done such a thing. '* But you must see, yourself,' the cadet went on to Little L, that your brother has done a low, mean thing and deserves to be punished.
' '

And we


* '



nodded dumbly




who accused

his brother.

mind fully agreed with The cadet thought a mo-

ment, then he turned to the others.



I have a proposal to make,' he said, don't let us make L-1 unhappy for his whole life, unless it can't be helped.

Let us see whether he still has any decent feeling in him. L-1 shall choose himself whether he would rather that we should report him or that we should keep the thing to ourselves, give him a good flogging and then bury the whole

" That was a capital way out. Every one agreed eagerly. '* The cadet laid his hand on Little L's shoulder. Go he said, and tell your brother to come here.' on, then,' " Little L dried his tears and nodded his head quickly then he was gone and a moment later he was back again
' '

with his brother.

Big L didn't dare to look any one in the face; he stood before his comrades like an ox that has been struck on the head. Little L stood behind him and did not take his eyes

off his brother.
* '

The cadet who had made

the proposal just before




He He

asked him whether he admitted having taken the

' '

Did he

feel that


to be a cadet

he had done something that any longer?

made him


did feel

" Would he rather that we should report him tain or thrash him soundly and then bury the
for all?

to the


affair, once

rather take the thrashing. sigh of relief passed through the whole room. " It was decided to settle the thing then and there.

He would



A cadet was sent to fetch

one of the canes that

we used

to beat our clothes.

''While he was gone we tried to persuade Little



leave the hall so that he might not be present at the punishment. ** But he shook his head in silence; he wanted to stay.

' '


had been brought Big L was made stomach on the table, two cadets took hold of his hands and pulled him forward, two others held

As soon

as the cane

to lie

down on

his feet, so that his body was stretched out at full length. The tallow candles were taken from the table and held
' '

up high and then '* Tall K was

strongest of the table and brought the stick down with all his strength on Big L who was clad only in his canvas jacket and trousers.

positively horrible. to execute justice because he was the he took the cane in his hand, stepped to the side

the whole scene


The boy actually reared under the frightful blow and was about to scream, but at that moment Little L rushed up to him, took his head in both his hands and pressed it
to him.


Don't scream,' he whispered to him, don't scream, or the whole thing will come out. " Big L swallowed the scream and gurgled and groaned
' '



half aloud to himself.



K raised the stick and a second blow sounded

through the room.
fairly writhed on the table so that the cadets were scarcely able to keep hold of his hands and feet. Little L had thrown both arms round his brother's head

The boy's body

and hugged it with convulsive strength. His eyes were wide open and staring, his face was like the plaster on the wall, his whole body trembled. The whole room was as silent as death so that only the
' '

gasping and groaning of the boy who was being punished was heard and his little brother smothered that against his breast all eyes were fixed on the lad we all had the feeling
; ;



could not look on

much longer without


So when the third blow had fallen and the same scene that had followed the second blow was repeated, excited
whispers arose
strike again!


over the room,





— don't


— 10



Tall K, who had grown quite reel from his exertions, was preparing to deliver a fourth blow, but all at once three or four of the cadets threw themselves between Big L and him, tore the cane out of his hand and pushed him back. '' Big L was released; he got up slowly and stood beside

the table as
* '

broken Little Justice had been done.


stood beside him.


his voice again, half aloud. spoke only '' Now the affair is over and buried,^ he said, every one of us will now shake hands with L-1, and whoever says another word about this matter is a scoundrel.

The cadet who had spoken before raised



''A general yes, yes showed that the others were in thorough agreement with what he said. The cadets came forward and shook hands with Big L and then, as if at a word of command, they all rushed at Little L. There was a regular scrimmage around the boy, for every one wanted to shake his hand and press it. Those on the outside of the throng reached in over the others shoulders. Some of the boys even climbed up on the table to get at him; they stroked his head, patted his shoulders and back, and all the time a general whisper went on Little L, you
' ' '

splendid little chap, you splendid Little The old Colonel raised his glass to his lips
to be

" L.

— there seemed
— instinct and

' '

something in his throat that he had to wash down. he set his glass on the table again he sighed from
' ' ' '

deep down in his chest. Boys like that, he


have instinct

" The


were blown

out, the

boys crept softly back

rooms five minutes later they were all in bed and everything was over. '' The Captain and the other officers hadn't heard a sound. ** the narrator's voice grew Everything was over," he had thrust both his hands into his trousers' heavy; pockets and gazed into space through the smoke that rose from the burning cigar.
through the passage to their



So we thought that night when we went to bed. wonder whether Little L slept that night. He didn't look as if he had next day when we met in the class room. '' Before that it used to seem as if a hobgoblin were sitnow there ting in his place, joking across the whole class seemed to be a gap he sat there perfectly quiet and pale. " Just as if you'd rubbed the bloom off a butterfly's

* I


— that's how


was with

the boy

— I can't describe

was always seen walking with his brother in the afternoon. He probably felt that now, more than ever. Big L would have difficulty in finding some one to join him for that reason he made himself his com-

any other way. " From then on he

And so they went, arm in arm, all round the Square Court and across the yard where the trees stand, both of them with their eyes on the ground; they could rarely be seen exchanging even a word with each other." Again there was a pause in the tale, again I had to fill the Colonel's empty glass, and the cigar smoke rose thicker than ever. All that, however, he went on, might perhaps have been lived down in the course of time but people He laid his clenched fist on the table. '' There are people," he said grimly, '' who are like a
' ' ' ' ' '

' '


poisonous weed in the grass that kills the cattle when they it. Such people are poison to others. Well, one day w^e were reciting in physics. The master was showing us experiments with the electrical apparatus and was about to conduct an electric current through the whole class. " To that end we each had to take hold of the next boy's
' '

form the circuit. Now when Big L, who was sitting beside the tall fellow K, held out his hand to the latter the lout made a face as if he w^ere being asked to take hold of a toad, and drew his hand back.
' '





sank back in his seat without a word and sat

there crimson with shame. But at the same moment Little
' '

L got up from his place,

went round his brother, squeezed into the latter 's place beside tall K, seized his hand and brought it down on the bench with all his strength so that the great bully screamed with the sudden pain. Then he grabbed the little fellow by the throat and the two began a regular fight right in the middle of the class. '' The master, who had still been tinkering with the machine, now rushed up with fluttering coat-tails. Why Why Why he cried. '' He was an old man and we did not stand much in awe
' ' ' ' '





of him.
^ '

The two boys held each other

didn't let go, although the master front of them.
' ' '

in such a clinch that they was standing directly in


'* '*

cried the master. disgraceful Let go of each other instantly.'
! '





K made a face as if he wanted to start blubbering.
although I didn't do a thing to

L-2 began,' he said,


we always stood up straight in his place when the master spoke to us a big drop up of sweat ran down each of his temples; he said nothing; his teeth were clenched so hard that you could see the muscles of his jaws through his narrow cheeks. When he
to stand


— —

I've heard what tall K said a smile passed over his face never seen anything like it. " The old master continued for some time to give his in well-rounded sentences, about such shameful imviews, propriety, spoke of the abyss of inward brutality that such behavior indicated we let him talk; our minds were occuwith Little L and tall K. pied " The period was scarcely over and the master out of the room before a book came flying through the air, from the



back, across the whole class, right against tall K's head, and when he turned furiously toward his assailant another

book came flying from the other side at his head and then a general yell broke out Knock him down Knock him down! The whole class jumped up, scrambled across tables and benches to get at tall K, and when they had him they tanned the big bully's hide till it fairly smoked."
' : !


The old Colonel smiled to himself with grim satisfaction and looked at his clenched fist which still lay on the table. '' " and I did my share," he said, I can thoroughly

say that."

seemed as



hand had forgotten that


had grown

fifty years older; the fingers that were closed so convulsively showed that in spirit it was still belaboring tall K.

**But as such people always are," he continued;
course this



was a revengeful, vindictive, treacherous villain. He would have liked best to peach, to go to the Captain and tell him the whole story from the but he didn't dare to do that, on our account; beginning he was too much of a coward. '* But that he had been licked by the whole class and that it was Little L 's fault he never forgot, and treasured it up


against Little L. '' Well, one afternoon at recess the cadets were walking about the grounds as usual the two brothers were together,

as always



K was walking arm in arm with two others.


trees are

get from the Square Court to the yard where the you had to go through the archway that was cut

in one of the wings of the main building and it was one of the rules that the cadets must not walk there arm in arm, so that the


should not be blocked.

on that afternoon, as ill luck would have it, tall K, going through from the Square Court to the yard with his two companions, met the brothers under the arch and they, absorbed in their thoughts, had forgotten to let go of each
other's arms.




K, although it was none of wide and his mouth opened still wider and yelled at them: What do you mean by walking here arm in arm? Do you want to block the way for decent people, you gang of thieves? "
his business, stopped,
his eyes

''As soon as he saw that,


" That's " and more but I fifty years ago," he said, remember it as if it had happened yesterday. '' I was just walking round the Square Court with two others and suddenly, from the arch, we heard a scream I simply can't describe how it sounded when a tiger or some other wild animal breaks out of its cage and leaps

The Colonel interrupted


on a man, then, I imagine you might hear something like it. '' It was so horrible that we three let our arms drop and stood there as if turned to stone. And not only we every one who was in the Square Court stood still and suddenly they were all silent. And then every one raced toward the arch and others came from the yard so that the scene was black with cadets and a scrambling swarm surged about the entrances. and Of course I was in the thick of it

what did
' '

I see?

L had climbed up tall K just like a wildcat. He was hanging onto the latter 's collar with his left hand, so that the tall fellow was half-strangled, and with his right fist he was hammering him, smash smash smash right in tall K's face wherever he happened to hit him, so

that the blood streamed out of his nose like a waterfall.
* '




the officer on duty came from the yard and for himself through the cadets.


he was a great L-2, let go at once,' he thundered tall feUow with a voice that could be heard from one end
of the school to the other

and we stood as much





as of the devil.

" But Little


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stoo^ there like a beaten cur, wiping the blood from his nose, and if it hadn't been for that nothing could have saved him from another murderous thrashing. As it was, every one turned away from him in silence, no one spoke a w^ord to him: he had shown himself to be a
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When we went back from the dining room to the company quarters our Captain was standing at the door of the like ' ' — company hall . saucy little nose stood out prominently " face the ' ' We had to see our dead — expression — — The old Colonel stopped speaking. his cheeks were so fallen in that his and in his fine. the afternoon Big L was sent for. go down to the hospital yard. " He there in his little white shirt. the next afternoon. I felt how beautiful Our Father ''And then. no one spoke a word.opened. . his hands folded lay on his breast. '* Then. " And there lay Little L. black bird flying inaudibly Little L was dead. poor Little L. Then he commanded us to fold our hands. we were told to go in. the door leading from the hospital to the athletic field was. ominous door.152 * * THE GERMAN CLASSICS Next morning bad news came from the hospital : Little L In lay unconscious with a severe case of nervous fever. announced ** to us that our little and there the Captain comrade L-2 had fallen asleep that evening not to awake again. ''And in the evening when we were sitting at supper in the big common dining room a rumor went through the hall a big. that evil. really is. we were to comrade once more. " Our steps tramped and resounded as we were led over to the hospital. his breath came pantingly. one of us had to step forward and repeat the Lord's Prayer aloud " before us all hero's death in loved his cadets and to made announcement he had — ' The Colonel bowed *' * his head. but his little brother did not recognize him again. nothing was heard but heavy breathing. for the first time. The Captain was a very good man 1866 — he his — he died a brave when he brush the tears off his beard. his blond locks curling about his brow which was as white as wax." he said.

speaking have seen men lying on battlefields men on whose faces despair and agony were written but such heartfelt suffering as there was in that child's face I have never seen again.NOBLE BLOOD << 153 to be an old man." Absolute silence reigned in the wine tavern in which we I've grown '' in jerks. the tapster came quietly out of his corner and lit the gas that hung above our heads it had grown quite dark. I — — — sat. When the old Colonel ceased speaking and did not go on. . but only one more tear flowed out of it blood. never never." he resumed. I lifted the wine bottle again. — was almost — a last drop empty of noble it .

but it is effective. And yet how little we know of these two protagonists of the new and the modern in German letters. which unfortunately. The infinitely sensitive Hauptmann. It is often prurient. Ohio State University [0 the average American reader and theatre-goer German literature of the last quarter of a is embodied in the work of two men. toward the sensational. Ph. Blakemore Evans. though if pushed into a century — corner we should confess to a feeling that Sudermann is the easier to follow. though true. possessing to a high degree the intuition and fervor of a prophet. the more intelligible. more masculine. the complete contempt for mere effect. more robust. Sudermann 's art has not the severe chastity. in the later phases of his development.HERMANN SUDERMANN By M. Professor of German. To most of us it is as if the two were one personality. is not the whole the lesser poet. toward [154] .D. Sudermann. always theatrical. truth. Hauptmann and Sudermann the two names slip off the tongue almost as readily as Goethe and Schiller. And if this feeling were further analyzed it would result simply in the admission that we had seen and read more of Sudermann than of Hauptmann. seemed at one time to be growing on '* yellow journalism. is also a poet. what is its source? And why have we seen and read more of Sudermann than of Hauptmann 1 One is tempted to answer both questions categorically: because Hermann Sudermann is But this. of Hauptmann 's. is the poet. If this first rather vague feeling is true. Gerhart Hauptmann and Hermann Sudermann.'* him. and a journalist but at the same time — with a tendency. a journalist.

HERMANN SUDERMANN I 155 in would not underrate the value of Sudermann's genius. his parents were poor. we add with a Pharisaical sigh of relief. his friends cosmopolitanism. in comparison with these two facts To be sure. and the rest was easy. he has flirted with symbolism. the pointed dialogue of the school of Dumas fils vie with and at times almost overshadow the cult of the new realism. More than any other great German writer save only Heinrich Heine. 1857. " which are so character" types out of the passing show istic of our own day and to reproduce them with a definiteness and exactness that is amazing. though not. he was apprenticed to a chemist. but his real love has remained all the while la belle France. for a time. since all else is insignificant. Ibsen. they are our acquaintances. critics call it compromise. he came to Berlin. for the English and we of America are still accustomed to accept the judgment of Paris as final in things literary. America. It explains this journalistic vein to a great extent his It enables him to pick those extraordinary popularity. and twenty years later. on September 30. There is also another element in Sudermann which explains his great vogue. England. the brilliant style. Both are right. Naturally his welcome in France was an ' ' German boundaries — in ' ' ' ' ' ' enthusiastic one. . Though the first German dramatist to the new doctrine of realism from a public theatre. since then he has flirted with Nietzsche 's conception of the Superman. He was born in the small village of Matziken in far away East Prussia and close to the Russian frontier. especially in countries beyond the His France. Sudermann is imbued with the spirit and the technique of the French. in 1877. Germany. Even in his first play the masterly stage-craft. and Leo Tolstoy had been but recently unfurled in Sudermann was merely flirting with realism. whose triumphant banner inscribed with the names of Zola. These people we know. present Sudermann never was a dyed-in-the-wool realist. The story of Sudermann 's life may be written in a single sentence. our friends.

out ahead of him. I'm * * * down and an idea verse * poisoned." and then as in sleep. what a chap I was in those From Dame Care. this time to a conversation between the Riemann and the author Dr. and his manhood in Berlin. * * * Look at me! In the provinces I'm called a celebrity. So he came close to the juniper bushes. taken from the drama The Destruction of Sodom. For God's all sake. you know.^jy And nevertheless. Weisse. he doing now ? He dances quadrilles and cuts out — costumes. " Like to some black wall the wood towers up before him. Riemann. * my * name. * * The dog has quit liis howling Oh. only a garden warbler on the heather-twigs chirped now night was greater than the sum of good. he advanced. it's not half so bad. so I've turned critic. Weisse. * . at times stumbling over In glowing sparks the dew mole-hills or entangling himself in creepers. There's a place • where the growth of almost every individual halts * • and rightly so. where day and night. and on * it rested the moonlight like fresh fallen snow. Weisse. Riemann has just seen first time the famous painting of and fellow student. and gone * to biting. especially night. And what is Why you In just heard. But the sum of evil Listen: " The moonlight drew him out upon the heath.156 THE GERMAN CLASSICS In some way he managed to secure the excellent training of the Prussian secondary schools and even spent a couple But what of it? of years at the University of Konigsberg. You frighten me Gad. my ! dear sir. ^q\^ can I get. Riemann. In the silence of midit lay there." But artist listen again. be serious! seriousness. All that really counts is his youth spent on the moors. The campions bent their reddish heads — and the mullen glistened as though it would outshine the moonlight. and * if * you open up a paper * is you'll be certain to find out. he drank down with feverish haste great draughts *' of the knowledge of good and evil. on the fields and in the woods of his East Prussian home. Willy Janikow: for the " his former friend Riemann. Sudermann's first novel. . Weisse. which sprayed appeared more than ever like elves. with dragging steps. " Slowly.



waking or dreaming. And Willy Janikow? Yes same as I. lacht. my soul's dead. so incompatible that it seems scarcely poson the. John's Fire. Herrschen wer (Freely rendered it runs: For in the accomplishment of every great work of the world. on the other the bitter satirist. that his soul. I need only point again Sudermann a twentieth century Heine. who laughs. one of the minor characters oiSt. — always sings.HERMANN SUDERMANN days. But how? What. RiEMANN. his poetry a reincarnation of that familiar smile and sneer 1 In other words. is his melody a certain melody that always rings. is only the one and the other a pose ? And which ? genuine The smile is most evident. sible that both can exist side by side in one man one hand the romanticist reveling in the beauties of nature. dregs. is speaking with the woman of his love. marasmus. the smile is one of resignation. That such — strange bedfellows Heine. ! * * * RiEMANN. you naive soul by what means the man goes — — — ! to the dogs ! He doesn't know " In sharp contrast we see here the two phases of Sudermann's nature. may take up their lodgings in the soul to is of one poor mortal But is we know. are both the romanticist Sudermann and the pessimist Sudermann sincere? Or. . Weisse. strength alone shall rule. irresistibly attracted to another: the greatest possession of man. he alone shall rule. however. Das auf Erden wird vollbracht. 157 when in every German bookcase the place of honor stood open to me beside Henrietta Davidis' Cook-book and the Family * * * But Buchholz! * * * How it bubbled and boiled * * * now! senility. ) More frequently. Staerke. Oh. purest in the character Hans Lorbass in The Three Heron-Plumes : of Denn bei jedem grossen Werke. from within or without. the pessimist. The curate Haffke. Hen-schen soil allein die soil allein. loud or low. by what means'? Weisse. who has been *' The most beautiful.

but he only smiles at it all. he waited and worked. my life's fortune you have destroyed for me today. did the smile turn into a sneer? see.158 THE GERMAN CLASSICS : Others say his nature is so or so. Yes. Huebsch. for he alone knows his melody. both within in coming to Berlin was to study and without the University. but then his wheel of fortune began to turn at first slowly but soon with The year 1887 witnessed the birth of amazing rapidity. He tried his hand flat failures. alien flowers whose is beside the Ganges. however.. For ten years Sudermann bided his time. ' ' — And the sneer: — granted him their supreme favors."* Which is Sudermann. were submitted to the director of the Residenztheater with the request that whatever was serviceable be retained. translated B. but his efforts has told us himself how these first proved fruits of his dramatic pen. 1911.A. rising even to the lofty position of editor of a small popular at the drama. M. but my life 's melody you can 't take from me that is pure — and • " It was an old custom of Niebeldingk's a remembrance of his half out-lived Don Juan years to send a bunch of Indian lilies to those women who had will stay pure. Ludwig Lewisohn. and as sacred in home as these pallid. And this sneer final or has it already given place again to the Let us Sudermann 's purpose literature. a story-writer and novelist of some Later he entered the field of journalism. . a into English by New York. He always sent the flowers the next morning. Their symbolism was plain and in spite of what has taken place you are as lofty delicate. the real Sudermann — the sneer or the smile? smile? Or. Therefore have the kindness my eyes — is not to annoy me with remorse. prominence. The director kept the broad white margins and returned the dramas. and published by recent collection of short stories. After a while. the first of his literary offspring twins: In the Gloam- weekly. his character is so or so. He — — * From The Indian Lily. W. we find him as a private tutor in the family of Hans Hopfen. beautifully copied and with broad white margins.

" father was a braggart egotist and whose mother martyr. They are twins in age but in nothing In the Gloaming is a collection of short stories." And upon this altar Paul heaps sacrifice after sacrifice. but after all it remains a great achievement. and she said He must free himself. drunken sot. whose was a "And the mother begged Dear Dame Care. Not yet is Dame Care appeased even the fruits of his own toil must be offered. Several other novels and short stories have followed. De Mauso evidently acted the part of god-father that one passant needs scarcely mention him. Every page bears the stamp of perfect sincerity. In the eyes of the world he becomes a common drudge. hovered the gray spectre Dame Care.' said Dame Care. but Dame Care gave its author his first foothold in German literature. but told with a vivacity and charm that is none too frequent in German literature. from the heart. it speaks to the heart. he stands a free man . Written as no other of Sudermann's works. but not one has reached the high level of Dame Care. Over the cradle of the hero.' * — : * : * How He can he do that ? sacrifice to ' asked the mother. He becomes a self-confessed incendiary and knows that he is responsible for the death of his father. In the Gloaming was favorably received. The mother slowly fades away into the shadow world and the father becomes a helpless. and occasionally the action lags or is too long drawn out. on the eve of its hundred and fiftieth edition. for^/ the most part frivolous. all ' must me that he loves. two tragic stories which . It would not be difiicult to pick flaws in this masterpiece. give him free. In 1888 appeared Brothers and Sisters. 159 Dame Care. Occasionally it smacks of the melodrama.HERMANN SUDERMANN ing and else. — and the princess is still waiting. But then the shackles fall away.' But Care smiled and whoever has seen her smile has been forced to weep. and now. Paul Meyhoefer. may justly claim a place of honor on that very small shelf of books labeled '' German Classical Novels.

His only friend is the humble Regina. . The Tale a Lonely Mill tells of two brothers and a wife. gay past she had been his father's mistress. yes. it was she who had led the French soldiers. Of infinitely greater value. The workprostitute. the psychological chronicle of a chaste marriage. . a capital picture of one of those massive. and with an all too glaring minuteness. who ends her career by — i. Nor need Once Upon a Time (1894) detain us.160 treat the THE GERMAN CLASSICS same problem from two points of view. Through and through it is permeated with a sultry atmosphere of sensuality. and. is Regina (1889). however. across the *' Cats' Trail "* and so enabled them to surprise and massacre the Prussians. a story of the violence and crime that followed in the wake of the war of Liberation. not pure. completely shattered to recover. but the after-taste is not sweet. of two sisters and a husband. dog-like faithfulness. at her master's command. and The of Wish. With Once Upon a Time Sudermann deserted the field of the novel for years. is forced to drink to the bitter dregs of the cup that was brewed for him by the treason of this father. Boleslav von Schranden. an uncannily beautiful creature one can scarcely call her human of — — In the days of the uncomplaining. full of grim humor. And all these years she has ministered to tliis master's needs. which is also the title of the German version. thank God he lays no claim to the But the fight within is a bitter one body. Body and soul she is part of the father's legacy to the son. is in the end the Nietzschean gospel repent nothing overthrown but before we reach this end our ideals are too ite — — — . Dragged through the deepest pools of hell. 1813-14. To be sure. Regina is a painted ! — powerful piece of workmansliip it holds one fast from beginning to end. self-assertive squires of in their various phases Sudermann's favorEast Prussia lolanthe's Wedding — masculine type scarcely counts. (1892). e. physical and sensual. but he returned in 1908 -svith the startling Song of Songs. the worthy son an unworthy father. she emerges without sin.. Der Katzensteg.

The novel Dame Care made him known. first played in November. nevertheless our interest is<. that has made the dramatist Sudermann such a favorite with the theatre-loving public. Certainly he has produced no drama as yet which. a new one. The Indian Lily (1911). and it may be that in this case the judgment of the higher critics is correct. centred on one or two individuals and we feel them as individual personalities. XVII — 11 . ^ list The long of Vol. the In the novel really successful plays. but as a private performance. may be one of universal importance. It is a clash of social conventions. 1889. the background may^ be limned never so broadly. a protest against the existing order of things and who can resist the attraction of satire directed against those whom we have long envied or despised? It is this element of social satire in his dramas. especially in the case of the earlier. patiently chronicling the The problem! victories and defeats of an individual soul. at least on the scale here presented. above the dramatist. and yet the Sudermann craze was fanned into a flame by the tremendous popularity of his dramas. Not so in the dramas. Only a few weeks before Hauptmann's first play Before Sunrise had been given on the same stage. he is the cunning psychologist. We sense the characters not so much as individuals as types. difficult to explain. Even less fortunate is Sudermann's latest attempt in narrative prose. Nor is the cause of this greater vogue of Suder- mann's dramas. Here the battle is waged on a larger stage. combined with a masterly technique and a thorough knowledge of the stage as it actually is. but the drama Honor made him famous. — dramas is opened by Honor.HERMANN SUDERMANN manship is 161 wonderful and the theme. in loftiness of conception and excellence of execution. Honor was the first German drama to present publicly the new doctrine of realism. but still I doubt whether the Song of Songs may be regarded as a real contribution to German literature. even approaches Dame Care. It is the proper thing to rate the novelist Sudermann. a collection of short stories.

are merely relative. new and yet was it ? The conflict between the front and slip loose. like some beneficent deus ex machina. bear the mark of shame. and he finds filth. a goodly maiden. the price of his sister's shame. Robert hurls back into the face of the wealthy merchant he has borrowed it from his friend for this purpose. It all sounds ridiculous. mother-love asserts itself. The filthy — — — — * I have sometimes wondered if this surprising denouement were not perhaps influenced by the version of Ibsen's A Doll's House which during the Nora is on the point of eighties played in Berlin with a happy ending. And how he has longed for home In what bright colors he has painted to himself this home. leaving the house. to learn the bitter lesson that all moral values. branded upon them by the family of the rich merchant who dwell in the front-house ! .162 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Robert Heinecke. . At every critical moment he appears. was educated by the wealthy merchant Muehlingk. Money so patches up even the lost honor of his sister that the injured article has a greater commercial value than the original. and yet the curtain falls coffeeupon a happy couple. she remains. The young and romantic idealist had still deceit. they feel no shame Money is the balm. and the Gordian knots * ' money. his father's For ten years Robert has successfully repreemployer. who has lived through all this in his king own experience. She hesitates. the dwellers of the rearhouse. bom of the humblest parents. dishonor. The merchant 's daughter. throws herself of course she has loved him from upon Robert's neck childhood and Count Trast completes his shower of blessRobert becomes his partner. there seems to be but one outcome possible. thinking his own lowly family. all questions ! — To his way of of personal honor. and. melodramatic to a degree. even more galling. the " Count Trast. when she suddenly hears the voices of the children.* ings. sented the firm in the far East and has now just returned. and It seemed so yet the play proved wonderfully effective. The conflict in the soul of the young Heinecke is sharply drawn. Robert has a friend. the tragedy of his position is apparent.

his most widely known and most popular play. for surely front and rear houses are today as indicative of class distinction as was the little word von a hundred years ago. But let us the devil his due. the typical confidant of the French theatre.HERMANN SUDERMANN rear houses is 163 dred years before hunas old as the bourgeois drama itself. " Sodom's End. The milieu of the rearhouse was painted with the minute brush of the realist. is matic criticism Honor — — But the play was a disappointment. though profiting by the failure of his second play. What then was new? Simply and solelv the inmates of the rear-house. but. Sudermann brought out. two years later prohibition on the part of the censor. . They were the very and blood of the proletariat. brutally rich. it is the story of a home-coming. but even in the details of flesh were drawn true to life. Nor was there anything new or strange in the character of Count Trast. their speech. Magda (1893). Suderaiann had accomplished the give he had poured new wine into old biblically impossible skins and the skins did not burst. Excitement ran high on the eve of the premiere of Sudermann's second play. characters who not only in their outlook upon life. (Heimat is the German title). while the unscrupulous merchant. his Mag da of the principal cities of the provinces — Konigsberg is . as in Honor. This time it is the had been driven from her home in one daughter. the author had chosen the ^' upper four hundred " as the target of his satire. Sudermann's End " were the winged words that passed from mouth to mouth. was an international type. Honor the German classic of this type A had appeared in Schiller's Love and Intrigue. Not a whit daunted. That his arrows sped true. In technique it was undoubtedly far superior to Honor. Again. the result proved the " upper four hundred " sulked at home and the drama was withdrawn. From the viewpoint of drathen a compromise. The Destruction of Sodom (1891) an excitement that was artificially fanned by a temporary all else was of the old school. unfortunately for its success.

Happiness in a Nook (1896). is a conflict of two worlds. she emerges. one cannot but wonder Fritzchen (1896). gotten. styled a comedy. In his anger the father would murder his own child. With Magda Sudermann scored his last great success. the second of the if he w^on't succeed. and for the second time refuses to obey. The Battle — of the Butterflies (1895). a Prussian officer of the old school whose mental horizon was as narrow as his life was conventionIt had been a bitter struggle with life. three one-act plays in the collection. entitled Morituri. how opportunely the characters come and go. noble woman. but ally correct. ' ' otfers perhaps more points of attack than most of Sudermami's plays e. the world of rigid convention does battle "with the demand Magda. she Almost willingly she submits to the desires nothing else. almost like puppets in the hands of a showman.164 THE GERMAN CLASSICS doubtless intended — by the capricious autocratic demands of her father. But when one witnesses a performance of the play with a Sarah Bernhardt or a Duse in the title role all this is forOne sees only the glorious. but nevertheless victor. . but of course is discovered. will of her father. In Magda as Honor. until the demands take on such proporShe has tions that her own self-respect is endangered. when he is stricken down by a power mightier than he. g. As a world-famed prima donna she returns to her native city unknown. As *' It is one of those literary thundersays : clouds which are charged with the social and intellectual In dramatic structure Magda electricity of a whole age. Kuno Francke of the individual for opportunity of free development. but with very little of the comic about it. one and all satires of society. indeed. in which one of ' ' best to break in Nook ' ' . however. Sudermann 's east Prussian giants does his " " upon the Happiness and to destroy the even after the curtain falls. not spotless to be sure. But no words of forgiveness pass from his dying lips. He has given us. earned the right to live her own life. a number of plays of somewhat similar character.

closing Socrates (1903). blood and guilt stained Roses of its companions. extremely melodramatic and improbable. but without the ghastly conclusion of the earlier play. which I would prefer cipals. strictly historical the first of the one-act plays in the collection Morituri. of The Destruction of Sodom.HERMANN SUDERMANN depicts a 165 boy lieutenant doomed to death because in carryfather's bidding he has sown his wild oats too and who now goes forth to meet his fate with a freely. the most popular of Sudermann's plays upon the English and American stage. It is one of the . Stone among my opinion decidedly the strongest of all these later social dramas. The Float in a way. His first venture in the field of history was Teja (1896)." Roses (1907). in this drama Sudermann undertakes the bold venture of '' cabaintroducing in an interlude the broad jests of the ret. The has tried his hand at the many-sided author drama and also at the fantastic drama of symbolism and the Maerchen." a picture of convento call tional high life. John's Fire (1900). of a former convict to gain the right to win his daily bread honestly. renders the ing defeat of the flesh a victory of the spirit. a comedy. St. (1905). '^ The Survival of the Fittest. but it is a death only of the The lofty heroism of the wives. with its beginnings in the Revolution of 1848. silently consecratbody. an unintended caricature of free ing out Ms with the marriage ceremony of one of the prinThe Joy of Living (1902). It is justly repu- diated even by the poet's warmest admirers. one might translate it Citizen Der Sturmgeselle Sokrates love. in finally crowned with success. smile on his lips. reminiscent. Stones (1905). and next to Magda. a collection of four one-act plays in which the graceful and delicately humorous Far-away Princess contrasts strangely with the more sombre. but a sad caricature of a movement that — — was full of the loftiest political idealism. Nor does this complete the list. their husbands "with the kiss of death. It represents the struggles. The last of the kings of the Ostrogoths is doomed with all his people to certain death.

a dramatic poem. and Don Juan. Hamlet. fritters away his life in the vain search for the blue flower of his love. Sudermann's only real contribution to the symbolism that followed in the wake of the realistic movement in German literature The Three Heron-Plumes (1898). a strange mixture of Faust. whose faith demands an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. which all the while had been blossoming beside him. the third of the oneact plays in the coUection Morituri. And now from all sides is borne in upon him a new doctrine of love. . a semi-historical tragedy in blank verse. however. ' ^ ' ' ' ' group is The Beggar of Syracuse (1911). a tale of the moorlands and dunes of the Baltic It is a drama coast at the time of the Teutonic Knights." The psychological treatment of the familiar character has naturally challenged comparison with the Herodes und Mariamne of Friedrich Hebbel. It is Sudermann's only attempt in the Shakespearian style and not entirely successful one feels through it all the nervous pulse of the twentieth century. The first of the symbolic dramas was the trivial and bizarre fantasy in last of the The — verse The Eternally-Masculine (1896). Wherever he turns.166 THE GERMAN CLASSICS noblest productions of Sudermann's genius. Midway between the historical drama and that of the fairy world of the Maerchen stands Waifs of the Strand (1910). It is is the only one of the plays that reads better than it acts. dealing with the wars between Syracuse and Carthage. In the title role. the master of the psychological drama. In 1898 followed the second of the historical group. he has created a figure of genuine dramatic force. indeed. of elemental passion and humble purity. love meets him in some one of its many guises. with the " but has not and so tongues of men and of angels charity. He is represented as a stern prophet of the Old Testament. He speaks. must '' become as sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal. a psychological study of the biblical character. John the Baptist. The hero. and not to the advantage of Sudermann. Prince Witte.

but fifty-seven years of age. let us not forget that he is still with us. that the — modern Babylon had completely blotted the pure joy of the romanticist. but it is just this element of his nature which his friends most deprecate. It seems as if at any cost he would keep in the public eye. we should have been forced to admit that the smile had become a sneer. He has furnished the repertoire of the Ger- man stage with a goodly number of most effective plays and has enriched the German novel and the German drama with at least one new and striking type achievements which in themselves suffice to write his name in letters of gold on the annals of German literature. . And finally. perhaps the greater part of it. The nervous rapidity with which one work has followed another is marvelous. but now that we have also considered the dramas the picture changes and the smile remains.HERMANN SUDERMANN 167 In rapid review the many children of Sudermann's facile pen have passed before us." Sudermann's poetic output has been prodigious. but there is some and small portion that bears the hall-mark of genuine poetry will live. in the full prime of mature — manhood. The sum of good is greater than the lurid pleasures of a out all ' ' sum of evil. Much of his work is ephemeral. and now that we have caught through them at least a glimpse of the poet's soul we may return to the question what is Sudermann's outlook on life? Is it the smile or the sneer? Had we attempted an answer after discussing the novels.

the rhetorician i At the Court Gabalos.HERMANN SUDERMANN JOHN THE BAPTIST DRAMATIS PERSONS Hebod Antipas. In the First. a heggar-woman Amasai \ Dt ^^«^^«^« "] • Pasub > Citizens of Jerusalem Hachmoni J Simon. the Syrian "j of Herod Antipas Jabad. and Third Acts: Jerusalem In the Fourth and Fifth Acts: A town of Galilee [168] . Maidservants in the Palace Men and of Action: The Year 29 after Christ Scene of Action: During the Prelude a rocky loilderness near Jerusalem. Legate of Syria of Galilee Marcellus. Second.n Pabalytic FiBST Priest Second Pbiest A Citizen of Jeeusalem The Commander of the Roman Soldiebs First Second I Roman Soldieb Thibd J The Captain of the Palace Guabd The Gaoleb "~| Men and Women from Time Jerusalem. her daughter ViTELLius. his companion Mebokles. Josaphat's wife Their two children Hadidja. the Galilean FiBST Galilean A Second Galilei4. Tetrarch Hebodias Salome. Pilgrims.-7 ^'' ^so^ples [ J Manassa Jael. Maid in the Palace Mibiam Abi PlayfeUoivs of Salome J Maecha JOBAB / Eliakim Mesuxemeth. Roman Legionaries. the Levite " " John. called The Ba/ptist J Josaphat Matthias Amabiah ] „• j.

Hadidja. Miriam. . Seesttliou not those gliding shadows Their feet scarce touch the rock. and yet we tarry here! houses. Night — In the distance The moon shining dimly through jagged clouds. Dark shadows flit in groups across the background from right to left. But I am afraid of him. thine brings them hither the same hope leads them on ! . rocky scene in the neighborhood of Jertisalem. Miriam. Hadidja! There is the glow of fire yonder The Romans are burning our above Jerusalem. appears on the horizon the reflection of the great flaming altar of burnt . and shunneth the suffering? Hadidja. The joyous need him not. offering. Hadidja. Miriam. . Why dwelleth he among the terrors of the desert? Why flieth he from the paths of the joyous. Come! Miriam. Do they also w^ish to go to him? Is there a light Hadidja.JOHN THE BAPTIST* A (1898) Tragedy in Five Acts and a Prologue TRANSLATED BY BEATRICE MARSHALL Prelude A wild. which doth not radiate from his head? Is there water for the thirsty which doth not flow from his hand? Streams of sweet water gush forth from the dead rock. * Permission John Lane Company. and their there? bodies are like the breath of the night-wind. Look. I am afraid! Hadidja. [169] . Hadidja and Miriam advancing. Every one wishes to go to him. The suffering will in Israel find their way to him. . Miriam. Fool that thou art Thou art afraid of thy comThe same need as panions in misery and suffering. to the heights of the sanctuary. I am afraid. . . and his voice is born out of silence. New York.

. Bow down . Later. close by the well which is never dry. And . Enter John. John Miriam {pointing to the left). and they are weary. Whose wretchedness is so great that he wails overIf loud. I know not. The Paralytic John! {with a groan).170 Hadidja. Look! A crowd of people are dra\ving near. help me. We have carried this palsied man here in our arms. Have mercy let me behold thee. behind him a number of men and women. and my father was sick and blind. the son of JeiTiel. John. Women. have ye met the great Rabbi whom men Baptist? We also seek the Baptist. call the say. where art thou. See — who comes? Enter two men. and he whom we hoped to find is not here. help me! John. save me. and I lived with him on the road to Gibeon. But what he willeth is best. the priests offer tenth part of the sweat of our brows? the great up a Miriam {in horrified amazement) . First Man. The Paralytic {moaning). for it is he. Put me down. THE GERMAN CLASSICS What! Dost thou not know that is altar on which. let me die! First Man. One man goes before them. And would he have the great altar fall too? Hadidja. John ? I cry unto thee in my distress. half carrying. John. John! Manassa {rushing on the scene). and forgets that grief should be silent? Manassa {kneeling before him). ! Hadidja. Manassa. among them Amariah. Manassa. mighty Rabbi! thou art he of whom men are talking in the streets of Jerusalem. day and night. Let me die! Manassa 's Voice {crying aloud from the right). half dragging a paralytic who moans. Rabbi. Hadidja. I am Manassa. Stand up and speak.

who was blind. All. Him who cometh! John.'] John. I see not Josaphat among you. It is the will of the to tribute to the ' ' Help me. How shall that help me. and breathless longing — and patience. Sanctify thyself! Manassa. wife. put should be only silent prayer. Thou speakest sinfully. Join thyself to these and learn silence. Rabbi Help John. Am I lord over Life and Death that I can make thy Can I build up father. Who hath tidings of them? . for there lamentations.JOHN THE BAPTIST men came unto me who our God that ye refuse * * 171 Lord Eomans. and child alive again? thy house once more out of its ashes? What dost thou ! ! ask of me ? Manassa. in my loneliness and desolation? John. grapes. Knowest thou not that soon there will be rejoicing Bridal garments and music of cymbals! in Israel? Knowest thou not that there will be no more sorrow in Israel? Therefore wipe the foam from thy lips and ! ! sanctify thyself. as the autumn boughs with ripe Wherefore dost thou lament? Look before. pay and I refused to pay the Romans tribute. Manassa. Then cursed be those who John. Neither is Matthias here. And I am now left alone and desolate. and my child and my father. Is He not with thee? AVho ? Manassa. Israel is loaded with them. Rabbi! [^He steps hack. If thou canst not withhold thv a gag between thy teeth. instead of behind. Rabbi He hath not yet heard the news of Hearken Amaeiah. John. No more sorrow? No more suffering? tell me may I stay with thee ? — Rabbi. Then fell the soldiers on me and burned my house. Manassa {stammering). Stop! Cursings enough hang over us. and my young wife perished in the flames. said. Rabbi.

to give you? The water I carry is to baptize you in . ! ! He — dead! Another. I would die! John. for every inch of the road thou hast crawled along on inflamed knees. thou art come and the children mocked him.] What have I. he fell on his knees Hail to thee. Truly the time has been fulfilled The Great Prophet is risen from the Elijah is risen. the hackground of the hreathes more easily. I I feel no pain any more makes an effort to rise. If thou canst not cure me. Die nowf Now. The Paralytic. And so he went on till Thank God. when thou shalt have beheld Him for whom our soul longeth and hopeth. His {He — — to companions lead him scene. . great physician before him and cried.] John. . Rabbi. sick of a palsy and in great agony. I am a poor man. Eabbi. not one of the Prophets! ye not. Worship Him! worship Him! \^All fall on their knees. not Elijah. [The people evening. See a miracle. and smiles as he is being carried away. Who is that creeping on the ground groaning? The Paralytic. when One is at hand who bringeth thy tumors and balm for thy sores'? I say unto thee thou wilt thank the Lord thy Grod with shouts of joy for every hour of thy pain. A man sick of a fever crawled out upon the road And when a beggar or a looking for the physician slave came by. looking toward the East.'] Murmur of People. none hath seen them. carrying water. . ye blind? It is He Himself! He is the promised One. thou hast done wonders for me. John.172 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Amakiah. Master. ' ' ! ' ' ! rise slowly. it is poor water . He works miracles One of the People. the beggar. Therefore endure sevenfold suffering and groan no relief for more. hut sinks hack. See No. for whose coming we wait and watch in patience by the roadside.

and let it be as the law be fulfilled. saying. Be silent. what is he going to tell us? Hadidja. Then sit ye down in a circle claimed tidings. Many there. '^ I me ? " And He made ' ' ' ' ' ' . I trembled and refused. suddenly the Heavens opened above Him and I saw the Holy Ghost descending like a white dove. a youth came down from the misgiving. is it. so little am I in comparison with Him. 173 But He who cometh after me will baptize you with fire and the Spirit. . and I am not worthy to unloose His shoes. Behold. and hear the oft-pro- Speak to us of John. tell us. He desired.. [The people crouch on the ground. for thus shall answer. It was on the banks of the Jordan. Then I fell on my face and adored. Several. in whom I am well pleased. Let me grasp thy hand. but my soul was consumed with doubt and Then. and prayed me to baptize Him as if He were one among the sinners Himself. Then I yielded. I baptized John. and he was alone. And as I raised my eyes to his face. Hadidja.l Miriam. cliffs above. And when He spake with me. and all the people drew back. according people were gathered round me and hearkened to what I preached. ye insatiable ones. and comest Thou to ^' So be it. and behold. And when He had received baptism from my trembling hand. this is My Beloved Son. Miriam. Rabbi. Hadidja. He rose from the water. And I was no longer afraid. would be baptized by Thee.. and He was bathed in the Heavenly light. I knew that this was He. to the command of the Lord. And a voice out of Heaven spake. for the glory of the Eternal shone round about Him. when will He come of whom thou speakestl Others. Who our souls. lo.JOHN THE BAPTIST of repentance. Rabbi? Be merciful and strengthen Him.

further. we are all poor workpeople from Jerusalem. heard first here and then there. Question me not like a dream when the cock Amariah. lest it melt away ear. we men! But here is a woman whom I never saw before. He who was And whither did He thus illumined by the radiance of the Lord? All. The wind which wafted Galilee. All. the — some guidance. as I do. Ye would hear His name? whispering among the rocks.174 THE GEEMAN CLASSICS of the go. Aye. of the Crowd {pointing to Miriam). and His father's name. and every one knoweth his fellow. John. Him! . I am croweth. the fish- Does the Messiah belong eaters? Another. Her name is Miriam. goeth. Hadidja. At this very hour He may \^All be sitting in our midst. Rabbi. Yes. Leave her in peace. and no man holdeth Him. came John. and she serves as maid in One the Palace. passed by my prayer and anxiety to hear unto you. Yea. One. Another. and let us Him! us seek All. mark well what it saith ere it vanisheth. From Galilee! to the Galileans. John. tell us His name. Yes. Yet give us withal it waiting with Therefore I say again. whither did He go? Didst thou not hold Him? He cometh and Plague me not with questions. His name! Listen to the wind John. turn on each other an awestruck and inquiring gaze. So His name. But if He of whom thou speakest dwells among the living. He must bear a name.'] Amael^h. seek He let shall come to us Judeans! Up. He to thee — He. One Crowd {after a pause). Whence Him to me blew from All.



Master. then He shall appear to you of His own free will in glory as the Lord of Hosts. We saw rosy lights kindled. The guest at the palace is called Herodias. what more can we do? Therefore. is dark and deserted. We paused by Herod's Palace. that shall be mown down. John. Rabbi. We pray day and night. for the Passover. . Another guest hath arrived. Rabbi. John. hath deserted him. Speak out Josaphat. Matthias. that ye may not rot. Say. . we have repented of our sins. shall ride before Him on caparisoned horses. if thou. Josaphat. root up the weeds that and encumber your bodies. Herod hath not come out of Galilee. to- . must come! One of the Crowd. The four cherubim . Josaphat. more deadly sin weigh upon her. and the Fresh ignominy shall pillars garlanded with flowers. and in your corruption be swept away with your polluters when He draweth near with the sevenfold rainbow about His head. He is not expected till tomorrow. which. so thou art here. And thou. comest not to the rescue. of Israel. ye men flourish Enter Josaphat and Matthias. as a rule. root and branch whatsoever hath reared itself against Him shall be trampled upon.JOHN THE BAPTIST John. as every befall Israel. to mow down and to trample upon Whatsoever hath been planted in sin and hath grown up ranldy. with flaming sickles in their hands. . and our bodies are emaciated from fasting. ! year before. He who shall come must come {reflectively). and morrow the marriage feast is to be celebrated. Herod's brother. and taken with her Salome. chide us not for having lingered. Philip's daughter. The wife of Philip. 175 Think ye that He will permit Himself to be found by you? Ye miserable creatures full of mutiny and revolt? Who are ye that ye should alter the course of the world's history by a hair's breadth? When the time for His harvest is ripe.

Miriam? Master. Tomorrow ye will see me at Jerusalem. Speak. Continue ! Master.176 THE GEEMAN CLASSICS Between Herod and No! No! his John. messengers are passand fro between Herodias and the Temple. ing to — [Horror amongst the people. tone). Miriam! John. and the High Priest will stretch forth his arm to curse them! Hadidja. Pardon. stammering what that man saith. Amaeiah. why art thou silent? Hadidja. Miriam. I . Miriam {in a low. And John. She waits on her at the bath. own brother's wife? JosAPHAT. thee falsely. Rabbi. Enough! Go home. But here is Miriam. Hadidja. all of you. Whoever hath told Question them. Herodias is to enter the Temjole. That the people may stone them? But what am I saying? They dare not! Those priests. They will show themselves to the people. thee this informed His lips were shameless. What else hast thou to say. to bless her John. John. She has been chosen as the playmate of the young maiden Salome since she came yesterday. . John. and his soul lied. — [Emotion. ! strangers. her new consort leading her And by the hand. lustful as cowards cringing in the dust at the feet of the they are. Romans. Question her John. at this very hour. Thou hast said it. after the wedding. Speak! Hadidja. Rabbi. I would be alone.] . Rabbi there are maids here belonging . Miriam. The Princess desireth that the High Priest shall meet them at the second gate. on the first day of the Passover. . my place is too humble.'] it is true MiEiAM. as far as the women's outer court. dare not permit this! The iron gates will close upon the scandal. Rabbi. she hath never yet conversed with to the palace. where the men and women separate. John. I only hear what the idle gossips say. know thee.

which may be taken as a continuation of the one that runs to right of guard-room. another part of the town. First.. — 12 . In it is the shop of the woolen At its right corner the shop of the fruit-seller merchant Eliakim. soldiers the right of the Palace in the foreground. I am the son of a priest.JOHN THE BAPTIST One of the Crowd. middle of the stage. with benches be- To the right of centre is the chief entrance. with wares exhibited. unwilling and hesitate. Reflect. Pasur. Thou readest the law? Eliakim. I will speak priestly words to those who countenance this infamous crime. Forgive me. second. Vol. separated by an invisible valley.] ACT Square in front of the Palace of is to I The guard-room of the Roman Herod. near the Pasue. Steps in background.. dost thou not hear me? (as (sitting outside his Eliakim shop reading a parchment). Eliakim and Pasur. accuse out of ignorance. in fear of the soldiers . A narrow street to the left of centre. enemies 1 177 Rabbi. neighbor. Neighbor. . Go ! Him who cometh. and another street in foreground. neighbor. for I will speak to them in the name of whom I prepare the way. The The Pharisees will trap thee. A fountain with seats round it. but I am going in. Behind. [Slinks back to his shop. who sit in front of guard-room). is a view of rising masses of house-tops belonging to fore the door. I sinned was . which lead to the top of a hill. [^5 thei^ appear [The curtain falls. I who are quartered yonder XVII me not. Knowest thou not that I read the law day and night? Pasur.] . wilt thou trust thyself to thine Othees. third common soldiers. It is written that whosoever disturbeth a man when he is reading the law shall forfeit his life.] Go! . Pasur he comes forward glances anxiously at the soldiers. priests John. Rabbi! will condemn thee.

178 THE GERMAN CLASSICS First Soldier (to the second who sharpens his sword). In reality we guard him. Marcus. Alack. We are masters everywhere. Have done howling Before thou goest back to Rome again. First Soldier. Yes. What brings the Tetrarch of Galilee to Jerusalem? Second Soldier. thee will I love for ever. smiling Lalage — Thee. And we must stand by as guard of honor. and when it is a question of their so-called princes. sings). ivithSweet out taking any part in conversation. smiling Lalage. These damned Judeans have had enough. Third Soldier {who has been squatting on a brick. Second Soldier. where they draw water. come out of the Palace and go to the well. with or without a Herod. sweet after thy Second Soldier Lalage! will be a (irritably). masters. God requires it of him. He will soon be here now. so that we may appear to honor him. she grandmother. Are not there women enough here? . so they say. they are terrific zeal I ticklish subjects. Here in Judea they have none . well mayest thou ask! Yet he Cometh twice or thrice in the year to rub his nose on the fleeces of the Temple. yes! Second Soldier (pointing to the maids). A nice business for a Eoman citizen ! ! A [Hadidja and two other maids. Third Soldier (stretching out his arms). First Soldier. Everything is upside down in Herod's house. so we are Second Soldier. crazy people First Soldier. Idiot! We are bound to do it. wherefore liandlest thou thy blade with such There is naught to hew down in there. They '11 rebel no more.] Second Soldier. with jugs on their heads. my nostrils have scented bloodshed. Who can tell? Since that woman entered there yesterday. and then away he goes again.

. Show it to me. No one asked thy blessing! [Both Priests regard each other in dismay. Announce us to your mistress. Third Soldier. They mean well enough. my If only there were no foreigners! I. fifty! Third Soldier. Very well. and yet stink in spite of it. Damsels. First Priest. priests. to receive him at the gates. Blessed be ye who Ell\kim. First Priest. [All three disappear into the guard-room. I lay fifty denarii. Our mistress. I will join. all day long. Do you desire our blessing? Hadidja.] Priest {furiously). Eogue! A hundred and Second Soldier.] the two other maids. Shall we dice for it ? Second Soldier. AJi! but they are 179 Jew girls. When will she return? Hadidja. is gone forth to meet the Tetrarch Herod. priests. Hadidja. for take not kindly to these Asiatics. it depends on the coming of the Prince. you belong to the Palace? Hadidja.] First Priest {observing Eliakim and Pasur sitting in front of their doors. priests. Ente Eliakiai. There it is. Both Priests look discomposed. Come along. Third Soldier.. Hadidja and Two Priests descend the central steps. First Soldier. These again are of the school Second of the Pharisees — ! . They wash part. raises his hands unctuously). First Priest. No [She vanishes with the other maids into the interior ! of the Palace. A crazy people. but the punishment of death hangs over Second Soldier. Ha! . That we cannot say. Yes. Pasur. them. First Priest.JOHN THE BAPTIST Thied Soldier. yesterday a Syrian sweetheart made me a present of a necklace.

Thy woolen goods will keep till Herod is gone again with his new wife. Pasur. but read the Scriptures. Enter a citizen of Jerusalem who comes to fill his pitcher at the fountain. So ! ! Come! it is written. First Priest. Forgive me. and bay leaves. whereon to roast the lamb. Abraham himself never wore a finer. Well. I believe I have eighteen dozen or more. dear neighbor! Eliakim.180 THE GERMAN CLASSICS We hold the Temple. a crying shame! Pasur. or at latest seven hours the feast precept. and here are the bitter roots.] Pasur {draiving near humhly). begins. They shall yet be our [Exeunt both Priests. woe is me Woe is me Eliakim. What is thy trouble? . but now thou no longer readest in the law? Eliakim. See all this fine stock which I have laid in. Citizen (distressfully). with which to prepare the holy broth. but now grass groweth in front of the Palace. But. Yet one should take no thought of bodily raiment. Beautiful tassels of white and hyacinth-blue wool. once this was always a good spot for business. cresses. all according to the In six. Here are the sweet herbs. Neighbor. No. neighbor. and I shall be left stranded with my whole stock on hand. Eliakim. It's a shame. There is the sacred pomegranate wood. Oh. And are not my Tephilim the most beautiful ever worn by a son of Abraliam at morning prayer? Nay. the garlic. have I not also superior and holy wares for sale? There are stuffs of the very finest quality. the man who deals in vegetables does not find it so easy to be righteous in the sight of the Lord. Pasur. servants. Eliakim {shakes his fist at the Palace). Yes. neighbor. Only priests go in and out. This will be a sorry Passover for us tradesmen.

Six. . thou holy man thee well. David. if it mortifies and is a danger to life. if thou The man thou seest yonder is one to the Zealots who dwell in the desert. Sabbath breaking? Thou wilt be guilty. May I continue with the bathing then? ELL4. they to lovest thy life! [Rising. Oh. ere the feast begins ? Eliakim (regarding the sun). as the stranger Behold I know approaches. Citizen. Hush. and looks up calmly at the windows of Herod's Palace. and thou shalt have my thanks.] Pasub. and deserve death. Citizen {crying out in despair). Yea. If it were her throat that ailed. It is burning and swollen. 181 Thou Give me My poor wife has hurt her foot while working in the jSelds. No! But suppose that it mortifies ! Eliakim. which does it good. Wilt thou not bless thy servant? strike at ! them from behind.] Eliakim (points him. I feel a shiver run through me.'] Greeting. belonging They come down to the towns with daggers hidden in the folds of their cloaks. Citizen.JOHN THE BAPTIST Citizen. the law alloweth it. art a righteous man and knowest the law. One can err and not know it.KIM. How many hours are there yet. Eliakim. And when they find people committing a breach of the law by word or deed. But then it is too late [Meanwhile a man ivrapt in a cloak has come doivn ! the street. But in a short time beginneth the feast. then thou mightest pour the remedy into her mouth. [The stranger passes. But her foot! Citizen. and disappears in the street to the left. advice. Lord eternal! Yes. and I bathe it with cold water from the fountain. looking shocked).

laughing. then? ! — And his paraAgainst Herod. The Baptist.] Pasur. Of a truth. [Drags his pitcher know away dejectedly. There are many Johns. his lips. man . The Baptist. naturally. but not what to do afterward. scorpions leap out of his mouth.'] First Soldier. and his paramour's whelp. ! Eliakim. enemy of the Priests and of the Pharisees to whom every Rechabite hath sworn death. he standeth at the gates and Did I say preach? Firebrands issue from preacheth. I THE GERMAN CLASSICS So long. who gesticulate in excitement.182 Citizen. Among them Hachmoni. "What is speak. looking up at Herod's Palace. The stage has become half-filled with people. Hast thou not heard ? John is in the town Eliakim. guard-room.] Pasur. ready. Eliakim. I may use the cooling remedy. Against whom doth he preach. we Hebrews If the Romans leave us alone. later. Thou speakest like one in his sleep If there is a man in Jerusalem safe and untouched by the curse of the Romans. Down with Herod! Death to Herod! [The first and second Roman soldiers step out of the Hachmoni. What ails the I Hachmoni.] . are the blear-eyed scum crying? Death to Herod Did not I say it would ! be so? I can trust my nose. the law strikes at us.] The dogs are affrighted al[They go in. What Second Soldier. Eliakim. Curs! fall hack. then. Is he caught at last? Hachmoni. going on there? Hachmoni. mour. the soldiers. are hunted like vermin. Protect yourselves! The soldiers! [The people First Soldier {laughing). thou shalt people? Hachmoni. All. [Draws his sword. it is he. He standeth in the marketplace and preacheth.

] Listen! so they once a signal from him. Speak to them. [They withdraw further into the street to the left. But I will strike at still.JOHN THE BAPTIST Amasai and Jorab enter 183 street. hailed us. bull Amasai. Cannot we trap him? Amasai. and Manassa and a fresh crowd. I know a way to entangle him. if he bade them do it. And Herod? so stand before the people as the friends of Leave that kind of fame to the Priests and the Sadducees. him through his folly about the Messiah. Jorab. with these sinners? They are infatuated with the Baptist's preaching. John. Rabbi. We have missed our opportunity.'] . Give me to drink! [Manassa draws him water. screams aloud in the gutter. after the manner of God-fearing men. what power hath been given thee. accompanied by Josaphat. People appear behind left. Enter John. wag their tails like pleased hounds. [John throws himself down on fountain. Look at them! mockery in the sight Must of the this not appear a mad Lord? Who that follows the straight path laid down by the law.] Without Amasai and Jorab. After the Baptist? the horns. They See. [SJiouts of applause arise from the people. remain in the Amasai. at So what good have we done? That is why the people flock to him. Eather would I grasp a mad by They would go up to the Temple to make an offering of sow's blood. The disaffection which we quelled. from left centre. so that they come to themselves. and yet too weak to kick against the pricks.] the edge of the Josaphat. Jerusalem the Blessed lies at thy feet. Matthias. can have anything in com- mon JoRAB.

That is goat's hair wherewith he is clothed. I have awakened the slumbering conscience. Is this them? Herod's house? \_Silence. Rabbi. to The people wait. We have to face the Prince's entry.'] destiny. scourged and roused the idle.' . John! Hail! \^As he is going. Thy work only beginneth. That is People. Matthias.] my Ji. for my rocky fastnesses. Eliakim. Whither will they be led? Matthias. Hail to thee. And his food. Am I the One great burst of indignation against Herod now flames toward heaven. Behold! The great prophet drinks as if he were one of us Pasur. But he doth not favor the woolen trade. Amasai and Jorab step in his way.184 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Hachmoni. forgive. But no priest has It is well. Rabbi.e go my way. shown the erring the right road. John. is nought but locusts and wild honey. And do I know? Am I one to subject my will to I the fetters of a plan. If all were so holy. people say. See ye not that ye plague him? — [^Tliey retire. I pine for the wilderness. So now they may let m. what shall keeper of these people? The shepherd may drive his flock through thorns or flowers. What is thy command John.^ JosAPHAT. The people want a leader. John. My work in Jerusalem is at an end. Get back. Rabbi. they do? Rabbi. That we know not. or send their spies after me. Hachmoni. Rabbi. Yes. It shows what a holy man he is. Not so. yet dared to stand in my path. we should be beggared. It must prick his skin. Come! [^He stands up. Matthias. Rabbi! John.~\ JosAPHAT. or to spin a web for others? am the voice of one crying in the wilderness. JosAPHAT {dismayed). John. say.

but the chaff He will burn with everlasting fire. that we have not yet been present at thy baptisms. He will gather the grain into His barn. Pasur. gracious as to bestow on us the benefit of thy teaching. John. We have heard. too. much of thy godliness. lieve this. Rabbi. when He cometh who is stronger than I! He hath His sickle already in His hand. We May be. Amasai. even if thou performest not his miracles. the cloak of your Who hath told Ye generation of vipers glib words. and are willing to beothers. even greater than he. Ah Amasai. Pardon us. Hath he worked miracles'? Eliakim. 'Amasai.JOHN THE BAPTIST Amasai and Jorab. Their brethren are high in the Council. They wear the wide hem of the Pharisees. We Naturally thou mayest have reasons in thy heart for keeping thy power of miracle-working a secret from us. and our desire for doing good canBut the law is harder and more not be satisfied. 185 Amasai. Pasur. are diligent scribes. to whom the study of the law hath brought more honor than we deserve. Not for me. and to tell us how we can keep t^e law. Therefore we beg thee to be so zealous than we. Of whom doth he speak? Hachmoni. Who are ye? JosAPHAT {whispering). Pasur. ! John. great prophet. Rabbi. . Be on your guard. Some say thou art Elijah. But what do ye want with me? reports of miracles worked by thee have our ears. We fast and pray also. Hush! he speaks of the Messiah. you that ye shall escape the wrath to come? Woe So? Ye lay traps for me under ! unto you. simple men. that thou fastest and prayest as one to whom meat and drink and earthly intercourse are of no account. Many come to John.

Come. of whom thou speakest as coming after thee has given thee the right. it is not your law. the Messiah of whom he preaches in the wilderness. If I lie.186 Eliakim. John. That thou hast yet to prove. who hath given him the right to chide us? Where else hath he obtained his authority? Ye know what we are. your prophet is silent. upright men. Amasai. Amasai. JosAPHAT {in a low voice). and thou hast abused us.] JosAPHAT {in a low voice). Another. presuming that thou hast a right thereto. THE GERMAN CLASSICS What Messiah? JoRAB. Rabbi. Thou liest. wilt thou not bless us? One of . in short. and even in the market-place. is And we have to the law. Nay. it is Amasai. Yea. of which ye and your like set up to be guardians and students. For your hand well-being lieth heavily on this people. I have nothing to do with the law. how thou keepest the law. the wise and learned scribe. [Sensation among the people. great prophet. Rabbi. great prophet. We will let The one that pass. I am afraid of this man. Is it not so? [Silence. the People.'] of Israel. Amasai. Ainasai. think what thou art saying. We approached thee as petitioners. it must be because he is an enemy John. Amasai. . If it Behold. Who is this? Eliakim. we are a piece of the law ourselves. so teach me. Rabbi. never done this man any harm. and your is its affliction. Amasai {shielding himself with his hand). Yes. ye people be not the Messiah. People {murmuring) Listen. If he an enemy to us. Good. explain! The people expect it. John. God-fearing. that strive to obey the law in everything. Injure not thyself. but yourselves that I hate.

Amasai. John. whom men call the great prophet. tell us. thee. and See ! Look around ! : from the accursed different to city of Rome itself. They are in- heat of the sun.JOHN THE BAPTIST John. ye men of worldly wisdom. what is our object? of us. and the end hath always been the cross and the gallows. And if thou sayest thou hast nothing to do with this law. Yea. oppressed by a heavy burden. and wherefore have they come ? Because of this very law. which I and my brethren guard and study. thirst at the Amasai. all Only we do not Redemption. listen to me! When the Thus have Lord redeemed His people the first time. 187 Who are ye. and where hunger and thirst. knowest thou how He did it I Through the law. great prophet. from the Euphrates. Ye think I say that shall rise out of the dust. rebels ever spoken. how did He do it? Through the law. it must crawl it somehow. and let it expand by itself. then. he is right ! A troop of pilgrims have come fountain. the the dust of the road. And . Thou. that ye should look on the law as your special inheritance and Here is an enslaved people crawling patiently on its belly beneath a scourge. a thousand times into a thousandfold blessings. Behold these pilgrims They come with their knapsacks from far distant lands from Egypt. and hatest it. There he Aye. Amasai. swelling like an ear of corn. because so. and Syria. and ye desire to tell it hoiv it shall possession? crawl. and on the housetops. up by degrees and slake their Among them Simon the Galilean. what law thou lovest? Where do the Commandments leave off which the Lord made for His people. So if we guard and watch this law. And when He redeemed them a second time. Feofi^^ (murmuring). the hope which lives in noise it abroad in the gutter is right.

and uncertain what to say. who performeth his day sacred ablutions three times more than necessary who . What ? Simon.'] He denies God! People {murmuring). Tell him not thy name. is He Simon {calmly). so that compared with them thou appearest to me a saint. all of you.) Art thou spirit hath taken possession of thee. great prophet.] John. fice My name Simon. thou great prophet. will ruin thee. and I — And as one that there knoweth Law and Sacri- . Rabbi Amasai {with a laugh of scorn). For the Pharisees who caR themselves Rechabites are unclean from within.'] Touch me not.ii . touch him become unclean. And what evil {To the Galilean. thou thyself hast now answered them Amasai. I warned thee. lest thou Amasai. come from Galilee.188 THE GERMAN CLASSICS begin the vain works of men? Enlighten us. like a monument who speaketh . man? a Jew? Where dost thou come from? What is thy — — — ! name? Matthias {in a low voice). and over salt. Amasai. He denies God! Rechabite unclean? man who doth nothing and night but fulfill the law. See Methinks the great [Breaks off as a woman. lest I be- — ! come unclean! I am a Rechabite! Simon {to the woman).l JosAPHAT. [John is silent. and upbraid us not. A A sitteth. to the fountain. bread er er A Rechabite unclean? [half choking. If I could not answer thy questions with their double meaning. on the Sabbath. Come ! [Leads her Amasai. sickly and heavily loaded. I am a Jew. not. Amasai. Now ! see. And may seven swine possess thee. He turns round in anger. comes accidentally near to him. a blessing at meat twice. No.

Before Amasai.] See ye not now that he is guilty against the law? [He continues speaking earnestly to the people.] . now I have caught thee Thou who poisonest a thirsty people with foul water! Where is He who shall come? Where is thy Messiah? Where is the of the Jews ? Aye. is love! 189 Greater than law.] keep back. Hail to Herod! [Still ye dogs Cry. Thou playest with us and our great longing as if we were toys. Yea. that comes straight from thy simJohn. fly! [Simon shakes his head. ple and timid heart. hounded on by Amasai. ! (To the Comwho in obedience to mander of the Guard.) Ye.] This knowledge. ! Amasai. [The people. At what are the people gaping? ! silence. Galilean. jostle the Back! In the name of Him who cometh. Salome and their train appear above in the background.] John (approaching the Galilean in great excitement). awes me. Hail Herod. The company of soldiers. greater than [Sensation and dismay among the people. One OF THE Train. Here cometh the King of the Jews whom ye acclaim! Herod. with their officers. show Him to us King The People (fiercely). Herodias. woe to thee if thou canst not show Him to us ! ! John (firmly). Rome's command are here to protect me. Who taught thee that? [As Simon is silent. have posted themselves at the Palace gates. they capture thee. In silence the procession descends. Ah.JOHN THE BAPTIST SiMoiT (interrupting). more Who taught thee that? urgently.] Now. low tone to the Galilean).] [The people retreat. for it cannot be thine own. sacrifice. cannot ye clear them out of my way? [At a sign from their Captain the soldiers begin to charge the people with lowered spears.] Matthias (in a quick. Leave him alone! Pasur.

great prophet. whither hath the man Manassa. . Salome. The people retreat with a subdued exclamation of fear. Yes. The People. fled The Pharisees have us. Look His eyes flash fire Mother. the common soldiers into the guard- room. Salome. But. look at that gates and everywhere where we have passed. Josaphat.] Enter Johannes. John {pondering in uncertainty) . Manassa. his head held high. Rome. look Herod. Joeab follows him. we cling to thee. Woe! woe! [Takes flight. Herod. did he not say Love? .'] Mother.190 THE GERJ^iAN CLASSICS Amasai {who is standing in the foremost row. Bring him to me. It (raising her veil). great prophet. Come. Pasue. [Herod. Help us! John {as if in a dream). now help us. And everj^^vhere caused dissension. the same who stood in the market-place and at the his glance. And if the pious citizens of Jerusalem have unlearnt the way to welcome with ! ! ! rejoicing the representative of the great race of Herod (with a glance at the Captain of the Guard). John alone stands his ground. Herodias. Manassa. All the People. So cowards. Rabbi. from Galilee gone? Tell me. Help us ! We flee to thee. ye women. go with their train into the Palace. Then seek him. Josaphat. pressing forward). we know not.] Herod. turns with a shrill cry). Hachmoni. Come along. I hope. Matthias. Hachmoni Pardon like {at the head of a group. John. Rabbi. Matthias. will teach it to them again. Tarry with us. [The Captain shrugs his shoidders ivith a slight smile. I pray. the people. and measures Herod with Salome is man. see.K.

Off the balcony a door opens into Salome's room. we have had to sit moping in sackcloth and ashes. Abi on the balcony. Oriental luxury. and before one can look round. To the right. Miriam. On the left. men who — . . In the centre of the background is the chief entrance. and they wore . Salome {through the door).JOHN THE BAPTIST ACT Hall in 191 II Scene I Roman style of architecture in Herod's Palace. a window. Then. on the ground floor. . young Salome.. thev stand there barefooted And then people say No. Carpets and tiger-skins on the floor. I love them. . Not a sound of any one. come! [They skip down the stairs. the house is now filled with strangers who were not here yesterday. Is it safe? No one there? Maecha. here it is light. Why? Do none of you know why? Maecha. And. Roman and The dam- sels step cautiously and listen. . betiveen the pillars of the balcony. I mean not the men of our own people! They wear beards on their chins like great pads of hair. Salome.. to dance unveiled in the gardens. and one can see oneself reflected in the walls. A mixture of Maecha. Thou knowest men. I met once.. and peep through the railings and mock the passers-by. Mistress. another door. Near it a couch and other furniture. I mislike that. Let them! I am not afraid of any men. Salome. and to which a flight of steps leads. Do you know why we have been suddenly all mewed up day we were in the apartments above? allowed to w^ander as we listed Yester- through the passages. I take them as I find them. Ah.l Salome. After them. But when I was with my father in Antioch. But today.. Underneath. On the right side. is a divan. Abi. which extends the whole depth of the stage. since my uncle came. a balcony upheld by pillars. pale youths with golden brown hair. it is said that the are in the Tetrarch's following run after maidens. mistress? Salome.

A say in Jerusalem. I do not know. and at the same time so sadly foolish. I have never been in this hall before. mistress. mistress? it . the lily of the valleyforth. I '11 have thee Let me be whipped. . . Why my converse? beat thee. . and I have it from her. ye have not the blood of the great Herod in your veins. Now when my mother know how to tease her! scolds me I shall [Trills I am the Rose of Sharon. and will share the consequences of her folly.. Cometh not my — Salome. Go and see..] friend into his garden to eat of Miriam. . where does that window look out? Miriam. remarked that he casts stolen glances at me.. Where wast thou Miriam. . Yet. . . . or I'll whipped ! The palace guards said thou wouldst visit thy sweetheart. It doth not please thee? MiEiAM. Salome. . and your eyes dissemble. The language of you Judeans hath an insipid flavor. And because she was so wise. dost smiled. Laugh.) Whisper and I'll give thee a gold pin. My mother hath it. purple haze hangs over its gables. Miriam. If thou laughest not.] Why Did dost thou start? I. I have no one that loveth me. .192 THE GERMAN CLASSICS red shoes and smelt of perfumes. my mother was wise to run away from that other husband. . . mistress. last night? .'] I am not displeasthey And whatever may ing to my uncle Herod. Miriam. . . Thou hast a lover? his name in my ear {Roguishly. [Miriam looks out of the window and starts. my father said. and listenest not to They . for the one here is of more account than he. Salome. Hellas. . thou stand there sulking. mistress. Salome. and it made me thrill. I love Jerusalem. I love her. . I have . real Greeks from. And it seemeth to me ever as if the sun in Jerusalem kissed one But ye could not understand how that is secretly. . [She flings herself on the couch.. They were Greeks.

tain. And 1 I cannot — Salome (stands up and goes to window). Yes.] centre. Miriam. stay! Ye are Judeans? Maecha. Mistress. [She crosses over. not! Miriam. The Baptist? Salome. and lingers between the pillars of the balcony. thou brown Miriam (half threateningly). 193 Tell me what thou seest? There are many people standing round a founand — Salome. Let him be who he may See how the people Have ye ever in your valley seen surge round him! a rock bend? He doth not bend. Whom dost thou mean. . Me- thinks it is said already. Yes. Herodias. It is — John — the Baptist. mother. who is that? Miriam (confused).JOHN THE BAPTIST Salome. She does. thy mother [The three maidens withdraw quickly from the win! dow. all curiosity). Herodias enters from Maecha. Ye damsels. Maecha (hurrying up. Is there any one else but him? Miriam. Ah! {Looking out for a moment in silence). damsels? Salome thou! Shall we let it be said that we have brought evil manners into Jerusalem? Salome (intending to wound. What are ye doing here. XVII— 13 .] Herodias. Go! Salome. but outwardly meek). Miriam. mistress? Salome. Herodias (enraged). Ha! ha! Not he! Only if — perhaps — [She stretches out her arms. Intelligence hath reached me of one they call the Baptist stirring up rebellion in the streets. .] Herodias. MiKiAM. mistress. Vol. . . . deny him gentle. Abi. . Which of you know the man? Maecha.

the ivindow). . the Tetrarch Herod. I will not Herodias. . . She shall not. Art thou still such a child? {To Miriam.] . I will not let her go out of my sight. Herodias. Miriam). panions.. Miriam! [Exit Miriam. Go. know of him? Miriam. So speed after him. That last night I sat at his feet praying. Child! [She kisses her. Show him {to to me. Pardon! A moment ago he was standing close to the Palace. We kiss! Herodias {laughing). bring him privately through yonder \^Points below to the right. And those we hate? Salome {likewise). I am dull in the upper chambers.] Salome {laughing).) Go! .. We. Herodias {in growing anxiety covers Salome's face with her veil). Why not? Salome {throwing her arms round Miriam). mother. her knees with her arms). THE GERMAN CLASSICS She hath this Herodias. Go. make haste .go Salome.194 Abi. We sting those we love. She is dearest to me. SaIjOmb {coming forward). My master. thou and I. Such a child. and when thou hast found him. [Comes Mother! over and supplicates Herodias.] Herodias. are not like others. Thou? Thou? Maecha. Mother.] Herodias. Maecha {from Herodias Now is he gone. Forgive me. Herodias {in a low voice). instantly! [Salome slowly climbs the stairs with her com! . Palace Captain. and already hast the tooth of a serpent in thy mouth! Salome {kneels on the couchbef ore her mother and encircles Salome {angrily). would see thee. What dost thou moment confessed it. May I not stay near thee? Herodias {looking toward the door). Not her! Salome.'] gate. mistress. Thou kissest me! Enter the Palace Captain.


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. . . servants. For Herod the Great also kept a fool. now acquainted with for the first from Antioch. they are servants whom may thou serve mayest safely make thy friends. Jabad. . Herod art {smiling).'\ watches at every door. . Herod {bows to his head. This rascal. parts company with his pillow betimes. and after she sees that he has noticed her. 195 Thou art Captain in the Palace? Go. art refreshed? Herod. likewise. Thou seest. Thou art silent. . be silent. . Therefore . after waiting even the space of a moment.. Herodias. Who entereth . So his son.'] Herodias. to the door. for such they are not. Gabalos. Pardon! [Kisses her on brow and mouth. Thy daughter is not with thee? Herodias {dryly). vanishes. I will not call them . . How should I not be silent? [Goes Enter Herod. with her veil slightly lifted. Palace Captain. That question thou oughtst not to ask me. looks down from the balcony. Thou hast rested.] Exit the Palace Captain when the others enter. is Gabalos his jesting. Jabad.JOHN THE BAPTIST Hekodias. Herod. Oh. Allow me. . One has but . Merokles. goes not out again. and . And .] Herodias. No. whose Syrian dialect thou time. Herod. And are amply rewarded for both. My father was one of those men who never knew what weariness was.. Princess present these friends. great mistress. a man will enjoy his favors to the full. mistress. . smiling). Merokles. I tolerate Gabalos. set [The Palace Captain hows. — [He observes Salome who. Princess. Gabalos. . And they are friends in order that they thee. to see thee to know that thou art the mistress.

196 Herodias. Thou. [He motions them away. Thy Passover lamb. Jabad.] Merokles {in a low voice. and Jabad. here is Jabad the Levite. Merokles.'] Herod. one year old and flawless. he knows what I have to do. Herod. Merokles. To Go and make ready. As an example. Must do it myself? Jabad. conscience ever since I guide and And my my of on Jewish soil. every moment. I will Blessing is cleaner work than slaughter. in order to exactly set foot be pious. It is heard in Rome. when folks there would be deaf to my own. But I shall take no satisfaction in that voice till it may greet thee. a good hit . before he let [Gabalos hows. as the lord and master of this house Herod. then exchanges a glance with Herod. THE GERMAN CLASSICS And people say that he acquired a second fool the first drown. after the Gabalos {aside). mistress.] . Queen! [Herodias starts and smiles. it. grumbling amongst the people. and there was. I a better. Temple. His voice carries far. he had forgotten the way. the rhetorician. For by so doing he thinks he will the acts as if manner — Herod. hath been slaughtered in the It is now in the courtyard to be blessed. that we must serve the See. joining Gabalos). do that account. then turns aside with a grimace. The sun is sinking. ye gods in order to rule over men! And in the end we serve to no purpose. by Bacchus. what ought I to be doing at this sacred moment? master. Herod. smiling. For.] [Exeunt Gabalos. and I will follow thee. in contrast to this cool flatterer. with the cry ^' Hail to " thee. Thou madest is This Merokles. Thine illustrious father did not. more resemble his father. He Merokles {aside). wise Greeks. on my pious people. Jabad.

He now maketh ready . I have abandoned my wife. Herodias. Only Salome hath not forsaken me. And thou rememberest no more stole to wandering footsteps the nights when the fragrant gardens. She flew to her father.. thou repentest this little already? No! only forgive me if I blame thy coming too And soon. for war to lacking: I avenge his child's wrong. So little have I done for thee — Herodias. Like a tramp I have wandered in the dust of the roads. Herod and Herodias stand together a few moments in silence. Herod {with an embarrassed smile). . ! of Then thou hast not forgotten the days looks and silent vows when every breath eloquent was a longing desire and every word a feast? — — Herod. Take not my words amiss.. Art thou content? art Herod. Herodias {feeling his tone of contempt). Herod. on the balcony. who also said she loved me.. ' ' ' ' ! means Herodias. . My servingwomen one by one deserted me. I have had no roof over my head for three nights. all this I have done for thee! Herod. later Salome with Maecha. I entreat thee Herodias. . Only a trifle is have no army. with disgrace my brother curses me Judea points the finger of scorn at me. How should I forget ? Love. Too soon! Was warmer welcome ever heard ? too soon than this Herod. I have robbed her of her father the father I have robbed of his child. Say it . I dare not say that longing drove me here. Herodias. how should I — ? Herodias.. And what I have robbed my husband of thou canst estimate better than it beseemeth me. by all Herodias. In Rome I am threatened .JOHN THE BAPTIST Scene II 197 Herod. Whether thou content seemeth to me of more importance. See. Thy kindness oppresses me.

I have clothed myself in Indian draperies. as real as the secret resentment which gnaws beneath thy Herodl^s. . let me see whether he has already come. How could I not remember Love. . . own. Woman what [His words choke in his throat. task before us! Thinkest thou that I have been idle? I a to beg of thee a nightly dole of caresses? Look at me. . I am looking. was fitting to the delight of those fraToday. and but thou seest nothing gold dust in my hair converse is bridal. So real Who told thee is . with an exclamaNo! thou hearest nothing. . . and after her eyes have met Herod's Herod she vanishes. . . [She looks over. the inheritance of that greater than thou. Herod Herodias. then get rid of thy wakeful nights and all that which thou thinkest great in thyself.] Wait. Just now. despite thy ever-ready smiles. . but thou hearest it not. whence . .? and positive my hold over thee.198 THE GERMAN CLASSICS where. Thou fool. As real as the ambition of thy mistress. when thou didst say I raved. . . . and I see a woman who raves. . . Salome. thou wast reflecting how thou couldst best get rid of me. . we have another grant gardens. . . See in me thy ruling mistress! Herod. notices her. ! . Well. woman who cometh . Not thy beloved. . in the feverish blossoming around them. methinks.} . Herod (quickly recovering himself). She exists no longer. whom thou wilt never equal. . 1 Herodias (observing his absence of mind. . tion). two sleepless ones mingled their sighs? Herod. I have put pomegranate blossoms in my bossom. . . . Herodias. . what if it is so? The language of our soul. Am . . (horrified). . Herod. . how could I not? Herodias. . which thou art kind enough to call bridal. My [Salome has appeared on the balcony with Maecha.

[Exit the Porteress. . Are their trumpets . Never resemble. . . till the mighty at Rome experienced a thrill at such a display of strength. I. . . . . the son of Herod. The two messengers to the Temple. Herodias. have come back with word from the High Priest. I. thou mayest still require me as a listener and adviser. Speak out what thou hast to say. . . man who smiles amiably in wrath? .. . . I doubt myself not. feel the blood but I hammering in my veins. I. A Porteress enters. Heeod {after he has walked up and down several times in great excitement). mistress. . I.JOHN THE BAPTIST 199 Herodias (laughing). . . . . . But sometimes. They shall wait there.. Who when the blood throbbed to bursting in his veins. And what thou sayest can never happen. And suppose that the priests of the Temple adopted the attitude of shield and barrier betwixt thee and the fury of the people.. he snatched his sword from the sheath and slashed at friend and enemy alike the blood of his victim washed ..] Herodias. . . A coward? What is the man. too.. Show them into the outer hall. who stood in his way till him calm and cool again . who has two faces ? Insincere ? fawns on those in power? Servile? No.] Herod {with a laugh of rage and fear). too. . and licking amiably the sandals of the priests. . his ape! Herodias. already sounding on the road? already reached the door? Hath the great curse . What tidings hast thou? The Porteress. . If thou no longer needest me for love. [Herodias goes to the middle door and opens it. . wouldst thou doubt thyself less? Herod. the . What is . would have no sword and so I must continue to smile continue showing two faces.. because the great Herod also did these things. .

then they might answer didst thou make to such inso. If a low voice). we were to the sceptre of consider Herod. thou for a sword. Woman I . Only one who knows not these butchers of the believe you. . . with head held aloft. I promised. — And what such — promise never again to aspire in Rome Judea (scoffingly).200 Hebodias. let Herod. Even before this booty was thou hast betrayed it? thine. Listen to me Why did I come before thee in haste to inhabit this empty house? Because every hour since I came I have been negotiating with the .. jest if the instead of hiding the sinful woman thou. with the same air of patriarchal servility with which he greeted the virtuous Mariamne. for thee. I fancied that I heard thee crying out just now When thou art king. to be king! That is the same thing as if thou hadst Herod (pointing to himself). not a purchase. also smiled a welcome to thy brother 's runaway wife ? Herod. . What if from the people. it will be a present. as weU as myself. . . kill all whom thou hast promised not wilt. What else should I do? . With what sum hast thou purchased this? Herodias. Herod (staring at her). When it is given. .) of course. never promised it. these are the terms Well. If pleaseth thee.. it Only a little bless- ing scratches at the door. ! . Thou? Herodias. repairest with her to the Temple? Would it not be a merry High Priest. it THE GERMAN CLASSICS Thou art wrong. Herod. come in. Thou dreamest. Herodias. priests — Herod. lent. to {in High Altar could Herodias. (Smiling. my friend. Herodias. Herodias.

they slew Barachia's son between the Temple and the altar. hurled head of their king. hear what the priests have to say First. Enter Saix)me. Herod. your mistress. [^Exeunt the maids.] Thou of Judah! The fire of hate that flashes Stay. thou knowest not the people. it is said. and two of her Salome {steps softly to the balustrade and gazes down on John. smiling. dost thou not in the town? know that John the Baptist Herodias. seeks in her breast for a flower. Jabad. we will [Herodias assents.JOHN THE BAPTIST Herodias. and not finding one turns back to Maecha).] John and Miriam come through the lower door to right.] He doth not see them. so pleaseth. out of the wilderness flowers. sacrificial victims at the And is besides.] [Miriam kisses the hem of his garment and goes . Eabbi. mands Await her here. Believest thou the sake of a kiss? still 201 that I hurried here only for if Herod. Give me those thou wearest in thy girdle. or I shall be afraid. the lamb is ready. I shudder at thee. warn thee. out. our mistress. I The Baptist! Leave the Baptist to me. They once. from thy eye . Pardon.] John left alone for a brief space. Miriam. But even the priests be won over. Herod.] [Exeunt all. approach him only with a weapon in thy hand! [Herodias laughs. if master. there remains the people. What are thy comto thy handmaiden? [John shakes his head. the hydra-headed . . Bring more Maecha. hands to [She takes the roses which Maecha her and throws them down. damsels. cept Maecha. exfair savage. . and thy harp.] Enter Jabad and several servants.

two arms full. . . . . [She There are more and more . . I have sung with the harp. . and languid like my dreams. . . He is picking it up . . after playing a alone. Salome {between her teeth).as if he had never and more. when at night the lovely perfume of the narcissi is wafted to my pillow. . Now come. I am a rose of Sharon and a lily of the valley. . . Salome. — . ' . scatters the roses down on him. [The Roses maids come back.] finale have entertained thee with myrrh and honey. which. . . From my waist I have loosened the girdle. Where is Miriam? Abi. ! For my him soul will hate thee . Who playeth with me? Salome {who has slowly descended the steps). Master. let us quench Come The fire that consumes me Or thou from fear shalt blench. My mother? . The of flowers strikes He shrinks back). She refuseth to come.] Song of the MAroENs [The following is accompanied by the harp. the face. but tarry and sing the song which I taught you yesterday. the song which the dancers sang at Antioch. Come! hail John {has looked in up astonished.202 shall not THE GERMAN CLASSICS devour me! I will kindle another fire in it. But sing softly. Leave me Then play with thy mates or go and call her who summoned me. . in peace . [Hides her face in the flowers. She refuseth! He saw the rose. dies away.] Now if I had narcissi. . so that he be not shy of us. Who art thou? Salome {coyly trifling). . I John. I . thee to greet. . . I bound sweet sandals on my feet. — John. too! Nay.] Give them here. .

. Behind us standeth the shadow of those who have dragged thee with them through the foul refuse of their pleasures. Let me look into thy eyes. Speak on. If thou compellest me to put my hands before my face. * ' ' ' — yea. . Maiden. . yes. Am I not young the daughters of Israel? And I have heard among say that youth knoweth nothing of the guilty and of . Thy converse is confused. John. maiden. master. them. Look at me again. And . How shall the pleasures of others concern me ? I read once a saying that stolen fruits are sweet. No matter. John. . we came at night to a field of poppies. Thou art Salome the Salome. . but not like that. master. Salome. My companions are gone. And knowest thou that we are now sinning according to the Jewish law? Both of us guilt. . it is true.JOHN THE BAPTIST 203 John. because I knew thou wast here. I drew back the bolts and crept out here. Swallow her not ? Salome. are not our dreams confused too? When I flew hither with my mother. and my nurse used to tell me that undiscovered treasure was only found by those Is it not true thou hast who did not seek for it. John. . Salome. I shall spread my fingers apart and laugh between ." and to the floods. they keep me confined to the upper chambers. Yes. I have my own pleasures. even if I understand nothing thou sayest. How can I say to the storm wind: " Pass by. not sought me ? John. master. I am she. master No. I am not alone with thee. . knowst thou not how abhorred is? Salome. Chide me not. Salome. I shall laugh. . Look. Think. and is it not forbidden for a Jewish virgin? man to be alone with a John. master. — . this house Keepest thou thy soul innocent among the guilty? See.

I will make a compact with thee.'] ' * ! . flame take me up John (after a pause). I. and thou my king? Or wilt thou be the sun. all closed up because it But now they are wide open.] Salome. master. . and were They looked was night.. . . Who knoweth? Salome. Well. [She rushes into the arms of HeboMother! DL\. Destroy me. Enter Herodias and her women. Go! Salome. Salome. . Forgive me. And hast not found it? John.204 the THE GERMAN CLASSICS dew shone on their petals. I am he whom thou hast summoned. But for others ? John {in torture. . I am going. Hast thou heard of him? [Joh$t bows his head. They will weep for ? thee. I would not mourn my youth for the length of two moons. John. I would stretch out " my arms and cry. Come hither to me! stay with thee. mother. Protect me! I have heard of a king. Thou who lookest at me thou the man who stirreth up the people against John. A King cometh after me. Salome. what harm shall wrath do one. who is a jubilation and a feast day? And if thou earnest to me in flames of fire.. salem. but I wander in the wilderness and seek a path among thorns. Salome. Salome. John. Why not? It is only a game.s. who enters. Shall I be the sun. Why will they weep who Am I to be sacrificed? Not master. I cannot be either sun or king. gray. Not for myself. and I thy queen? John. and let Herodl^s. . and I think my cheeks must glow red in their reflection. made a compact with the sun. Maiden. Salome. half to himself). so imperiously. Herodias {seating herself). art me me? . Master. Thou art lovely among the daughters of Jeru.

. respect thy faith. thy solitary nature too noble John. thou great prophet. that thy wrath strains at its chain. and throws herself on her neck. and only descends now and then to the banks of fresh waters to bless. at the Tetrarch's side? Herodias {mastering her scorn with difficulty). . .JOHN THE BAPTIST John. [Exeunt the women. . . . told me of a man who keeps far . springs up. in am I a servant of life. and . . and would gladly win thee. . me . would People have from human away dwellings. well. so that thou I court not death! John. ! . my fate. I have but a simple question to ask. I will not reproach thee for denouncing me in the market-place of Jerusalem. companion of hast to say to me. I am endeavoring to approach Wert thou not a thee. Herodias. Take care. so it is said. Yet 1 was not well pleased that thou didst chew the cud of wormwood. .] But this child. Consider thy danger. . . two deep. . She should be guarded from what I have to say ! to thee. prophet At that door stand armed men. for thou dost not know me. which hath embittered these Judean cattle against me. and danger never standeth so my way. Before thou lettest it loose. shall hear what thou John. The great willingly bow to greatness and so I bow to thee. [Salome. Art thou going on the first day of the Passover to the Temple. . so that she be not corrupted ere she is ripe. after cowering at her feet. I should have thought thou wast too proud. That pleased speak to thee in a friendly spirit. The women shall go. 205 Send thy women away. Herodias. I have not come here for thy praise or thy blame. Herodias.'] Herodias. and this child. prophet. I perceive. permit me also to ask a question for see.

would be too dear and adulteress is written on thy brow. listen to me once more. unveiled youth? [John still silent. coward-like." John. . all contact with sin and guilt in thy waste places. creepest forth to condemn others as guilty. Thou J osN A . And if not quite drunken with thy own folly.] Or . Thou wouldst buy me ? Dost thou know thy own price? few measures of barley for thy name is courtesan. only ously).206 THE GERMAN CLASSICS riddle to me. haughtily and contemptuI should have thee seized on the instant.] Salome. beings. Doth not the gleaming snow of marble attract thy eyes. . thou makest sport for me. [John is silent. What . of those who live and die for the sake of their love ? . should be human among human John {impressed) Herodias.her feet) has thy heart not trembled at the sight of this sweet. . — — Salome {falling into her arms). Look round thee. Every one hath said to himself ' * : This were my delight. world? Or {pointing to . . nothing to thee. . Herodias. I should not ask it. He who thinketh himself designed to be a judge over men should take part in the life of men. I understand thee not. now . The scorching winds of thy desert may perhaps have but what knowest thou of love? taught thee hate . . who again cowers at {after further silence). hast thou never dreamed of the power this and splendor and riches of Herodias. . thou Herodias {infuriated). to didst thou say? me so isolated from thy fellow-men that the throb of a human heart itself is Thou hast avoided. Mother! Herodias {controlling herself. . Yet truly no man is so curiously fashioned as not to cherish secret wishes in his heart. and that my desire. nor the yellow glitter of gold? Herodias. . But thou seemest . and .

. Look to it. ' ' Woe ! thou that hast contaminated it for them. ! [John walks to the door. . . adulterous couch! Woe.'] door on right). Yet I know their sayest that I know them not. Lead this man . . Mother. I will fling the poor and humble in thy path. of thy lusts. .} . be silent! John.] in flames of fire . . . . Enter two guards. . . and expose the shame of their young women. Thy poisoned arrows are well aimed. . . Lead this man. .. . [She staggers Salome. for I have created it I have put heart 's desire my life at the service of that desire. and woe . Thou dost sap the strength of their young men. . thou tool Hekodias. . . wrenches the door open. . . 207 Thou too speakest of love I . Guards! [She . . . . Thou camest to the divan. to him who shareth thy too. . Herodias {springing up and going The guards shall seize him. . thou bendest the high and mighty to be the footstool scoffings where . Herodias. . . .. . Thou sowest And if I thought to reap faith.] John {smiling). . the Lord's people they gnash their teeth against for thou hast taken their bitter bread out of their thee. [She hesitates as she meets John's eyes. what thou dost with me! out into the street. . . . . . . and I cry to thee. and hit their mark! But {pointing to the window) see there. Herodias. Woe to thee. look at him . to this youthful body that cringes under the scourge of thy blood! Woe! Woe!" to the . . . . . Thou mouths and dissipated their miserable joys. . . that they may trample thee beneath their feet.JOHN THE BAPTIST John. See! am laughing at thee. . . great prophet. . . [She laughsJ] Salome.

spirit? He that sitteth there looking so heavy of Second Woman. the left. Hath he spoken a blessing over goblet? spake it. which leads into a barred window. child. To the right. lighted by two clay lamps. No Josaphat . In the foreground to Toward centre. Boy. we have heard that the Great Prophet eateth the Passover in thy house.'] They say that he hath come into the to judge Herodias. in room Josaphat's hotise. First Woman. What Jael {pale and troubled). the last there on FmsT Woman. FnisT I should be frightened of him. left a cobbler's tools. Is that so. they are now drinking the fourth goblet. \_The singing has meanwhile ceased. First Mother. Woman. Jael? Jael. Jael. town Boy. Is the prophet singing with them. to see him? Wilt thou permit us Jael. the street. Near it which is heard in subdued strains coming through the door. child. a couch. and chair beside it. mother? my [Two more women come through middle door. The room is poor. Jael. Woman. A door also on the right. the fourth They will be here directly.'] First Woman. see. Second Woman. Two other children and several women standing near door on left listening to a psalm sung by men's voices. See. That I cannot hear. they are standing up! Another. Jael? . my Boy. are they singing now. That is he. I know not. a small table.208 THE GERMAN CLASSICS ACT III I Scene A In the background a door. a table and two or three benches. Jael with a child at her breast. but not bare. mother? They sing the great Hallelujah. On the left side is a door to another living room. Are they coming hither. Come in! One of the Other Women.

Forgive him. Boy. these. Jael? Jael {to the children).] Here thou wilt be alone. Rabbi. . Josaphat. XVII — 14 . signs to Amariah. . Jael. Yes. Rabbi. . thou here. John.] Jael. JosAPHAT. farewell. Josaphat. Several. Say: Prithee. standing at the door unnoticed. Is that thy wife. Josaphat. Amaeiah. Josaphat? Josaphat. for eating with us. [They hurry John. Jael. . out.] the children? and John. I do not know. Thy eyes have a sad look. Amariah. [While John seats himself. and goes away with him to the right. Is thy John. Then Farewell! Jael with her children.. my son. What is it. sotto voce. Yes. Accept my thanks. Mine. John. The others Thank him. Rabbi he John. both.] John. 209 That is the couch on which he will rest. he says. John. And thy children? Yes. . to Come! [Observes Jael. Rabbi. Kneel down. Jael. Josaphat. Josaphat. Baruch.JOHN THE BAPTIST Jael.. Boy {half crying). Rabbi. Rabbi! Jael. John (smiling). Rabbi. Jael. Thou hast never told me of name Jael? He called thee so. too. Wliy are ye afraid? Boy. Why comest thou not nearer? We are afraid of thee. Josaphat. Is thy heart troubled? Kneel down. remain outside. mlt thou intrust them to minutes ? . me for a few [Josaphat bows his head. who has been Amaeiah. Josaphat. Vol. Amariah. . Mother! John.

. Rabbi.^ . and then the tools lie there idle. Rabbi. Art thou. they have no bread. That thou wouldst give them back their father. But thou thinkest so in thy heart! Jael. one of those the law and sacrifice is love? who say. if thou hadst not estranged his heart from us. I am powerless. but from from me and these little children us thou takest ' ' ' ' John {lifting we ate of the children from their knees). wouldst not get me into trouble with the priests? John. . Hadst thou come to me in my wilderness."] [John makes a movement as if he would call her hack. And one prayeth. and stolen his love for thyself. . and thou givest much to the people. this little Children. Here. . For whatf Jael. Rabbi. John. Rabbi John. Jael. for see. too. Rabbi! [John shakes his head. too. Just now we — — away John. the lamb in thy house. enough John. I do not speak of today. though not old . for a long time my husband goeth out every night to thee in the wilderness. How could I do that. Jael? See. and we starve. I did not say that. But willingly would we starve and die of hunger for him.l Jael. today the poorest have something to eat. Jael.210 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Prithee. all that we have. and thou sayest have no bread 1 Jael.l [Exit Jael. Go. Greater than Thou Jael (anxiously). Thou art truly a great prophet. to pray. ! ! [Jael goes with the children to the door. with the children. I have to do with thee nothing . I would have shown thee the way to One who shall bring food to the hungry.

sooner to thy hungry children. But the belief that looketh up to me. Amaeiah {low It is now the second hour. Josaphat. John. .. too. how long have I known thee? Josaphat. tongues. . So thou But even if I — hast taught us.'] I am sent Josaphat. It is two years since I came to thy baptism. then. ! \_Breahs off. Have I not always been with thee.] [Gazing into vacancy. that my words might fill them. And since. . . John. Ye shall procure me the Galilean. that they might perhaps fall. given it to me ! John. . Rabbi John. thou hast been often? Josaphat. I never knew that thou wast a cobbler that thy children cried for bread! It seems to me that I do not know thee even yet. . I want the Galilean. master. but rather to judge you in the name of In whose name? Know ye the rest? Josaphat. 211 John. love on their one of those who have the word ' ' ' ' — Only of thee. . That hurts me. . So. I told him where to come. . master. this I know. May be he hast lost the way. . I know myself alone. Where is he? Josaphat. . . I know no more. transfigured because it believeth. .. I have not desired to love you. . master. Josaphat. . . Some one hath said to me that I knew you not. .JOHN THE BAPTIST Enter Josaphat. John. . . AmariaH. Josaphat. See ye not that my strength rests in Even if I serve Him like an unmy King? . 1 sent the youngest of you to search for the Galilean. Wilt thou not mention Herod to him? John (as Josaphat comes nearer to him). He has not yet come back. have known you. And I am inclined to believe her. . Sooner would I talk to these black walls. . And Amariah. In the name of Him who shall come. John. for thou hast . to Josaphat). Josaphat. Thou knowest what is best in me. Rabbi? and John.

. say hate. Amariah.] Galilean. Know ye in what raiment sin clothes itself gorgeously when it goeth abroad among the people? Say courtliness. When He comes. . That will be he! [Goes to open the door. that covers up graves that they may stink secretly. Everything that is small. Is that not true! JosAPHAT..212 THE GEEMAN CLASSICS worthy vessel .] Matthias. The priests were coming to and fro. Have ye no news of Manassa? Go and keep watch outside. Rabbi. Thou. say what ye will. that throws crumbs from its table in order not to throw bread. face of the people. . He is thinking of the John. What their business was no one knows. for God sendeth Him. I come to thee in the night because of Herod. He hears thee not. JosAPHAT. and stoops because it is small. will He bear it out? JosAPHAT.] Enter Matthias. . . I heard some one here speak of sin. that he doth not miss the house. and mark well. JosAPHAT. John. Rabbi. Because of Herod? [Seats himself with head turned away. Else my soul hath not known Him. Hear. And if he come now to the morning sacrifice at eight of the and clock. . I have borne witness to Him. Matthias? Hast thou not seen Manassa? No. . Thou hast borne witness.. Eabbi... even as it hath not known you. Matthias. as is his custom on high festivals come with that woman his sin in the flaunting JosAPHAT. and I shall laugh at you. master.. I serve Him according to my measure. But the testimony hath grown up in my soul. I sent spies to the Palace up till the time of the Passover Feast. speak! What then? [John does not answer. He will. John. . indeed. . . . They call it love.. . John.

may If the be of use to thee. Josaphat. The guards have chased me. If we did. Perhaps what I know . Ye and your questions become wearisome. Matthias {after exchanging a look with Josaphat). . . I will judge him. . Speak. — Herod — well. Him and the woman? John. master will hear. . take care . With you others I have nothing to do. But suppose he comes without the woman. when a woman herself gathers together the stones whereon to rest with her lover in the evening. The many who think only of one thing desert their beds. stones which in the morning the people will hurl at her. I flew from the Palace. judgment! The judgment of Herod. Did ye doubt? Matthias. thou.] Enter Miriam. Miriam! Miriam. No one else but John. John. [Josaphat opens the door. but the people are waiting for thee. What would happen then? John. John. . forgive us. They call this love. all that is called love.JOHN THE BAPTIST 213 that hews off the thumb of the left hand that it may have nothing to say to the thumb of the right. Miriam. forgive. speaketh ' ' ' ' : . And they call it love when in spring the ass brays and the dogs whine. expectant of the morrow. And thou shalt judge him. and the woman See. Miriam. Ye ask so much. Hark! There is Manassa. . Him and the woman. Amaeiah. . thou? What desirest thou of me? Miriam (breathless). . . Rabbi. I will listen. Matthl^s. . John. Judgment of Josaphat. . beloved. how sweet is our couch.

That shall not come to pass. and Amariah. I would liefer not understand him. — [Exeunt Josaphat. She MiEiAM. there the priests Master. I would learn from that Galilean what counsel I ought to give you. who broods with his back turned to her. but she will not be hid. And will the Roman soldiers be amongst them? Miriam. I heard the servants say. JosAPHAT. master. I counsel you to go forth into the streets. I am a little afraid for if I go homeward the guards at the gate will seize me.214 THE GERMAN CLASSICS rumor hag reached the Tetrarch that the peoare plotting evil against him. shall not. . JosAPHAT. by which of the outer gates they go to the Temple? Miriam. Canst thou understand him? JosAPHAT. Miriam. across at John {suddenly here? noticing her). He would on that ple account hide the woman. Hast thou learned. what is counsel? thy John. A hath offended her. art . Miriam. John. so that the procession shall pass to the Temple ere the great crowd assembleth. But thou camest to me in the wilderness at night? Miriam. Certainly. On the other hand. By the Shushan Gate. Thus they think to escape the people's wrath and thine. master. because he An ing the night. For if the Romans accompany them. order is gone forth for all the servants of the house to arm themselves and line the road. still Forgive me. Matthias. we must wait behind the second gate. The Disciples. Matthias. That I did not hear. Matthias. as I crept by.] Miriam shrinks against the wall near the door and looks shyly John. JosAPHAT. and to seek right and left. verily it JosAPHAT. there where no heathen may penetrate at the cost of his head. Even durwill defy the master. Thou. they can there be saved by the priests.

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and I shall gather all is a rushing as of Clear and muddy together in one great river. . John. Miriam. John. Thou servest me with zeal. Master . I have no father — and no mother. And me to thou that? no purpose knowest [Miriam bows her head. ! servest? Miriam. drown therein. And when evening came. now I I have served thee to no purpose. be gracious. . of orphans like me. I know not why. Master. . many waters in your souls. Then no one knew with whom I associated. Ye children of men . Who art thou? Tell me about thyself. John. And why didst thou go to the Palace as serving maid? Miriam. . they took me in. They will I. and thou stirrest my pity. [He listens.] Miriam. Master. . John. I feel as if I should Miriam. . thou speakest to me of Him. master. what does it matter? John. But longing for Him. must go. and know no better. Since then I have belonged to the Palace.. Whether or no . They say that I once sat and played with pebbles on the threshold. I have never asked any one why. I see thee sitting on the threshold again . When if I see thee. is it also He who shall come that thou . Praise me. . Miriam. . Who is The country There are far too many. there . child! and ! — . Speak Miriam. . thou servest John. Why dost thou serve me? is full thy father? Miriam. John. I feel a . . . .] . John. playing with thy life. Miriam. — . I see only thee. John. Go. master. Will they not punish thee? Miriam {with a shudder). maid! Go.. master. I cannot tell.JOHN THE BAPTIST 215 MiKiAM. .

Rabbi Amaeiah. But I say unto you . at the place where the old beggar- Thou.216 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Enter Josaphat. He lay stretched out on the stones in charge of the soldiers. I have not rested nor tasted a crumb. I found him. on the stones at night. He blasphemed God! John. It is true. who has stood unheeded. do not many pilgrims there. nigh the doors of the sleep . Amariah. For there is an uprising Tell me. many a one wraps himself in his blanket and tarries by the House of the Lord. Matthias. like these. [Exit. . he did blaspheme God. The Galileans blaspheme God. Josaphat. Miriam. On starry nights. was his murderer. They called him David the Zealot.. Methinks more such men will come out of Galilee. he hath said.^ Josaphat. John Manassa. Manassa. Matthias. Be not Palace. Come ! [Exeunt the men. To him it was not blasphemy. friends. To him it was worship. Amariah. Where is the Galilean? I have sought Him. goes out with bowed head.] . Meet us at troubled! woman sits. on the holy eve of the Passover ? Manassa. Manassa. bring us tidings from the We two will follow the master. Rabbi. Amaeiah.. It is Matthias. Josaphat. Yes. Hath he deserted us? (in ! John well. wake our Thou. master. Temple? Josaphat. sudden decision). and near him. Who. {going forward to them).' . The Galilean? Hast thou found him? Manassa. from the hour thou sentest me till past midnight. in chains. John. the Shushan Gate. and therefore must — this one die.

and fills the foreground with red. It is night. awake! Pilgrim. Some one talking of Gahleans. . When I sit she died she wait till left the place to me . I lie here always. Pilgrim. The front of the stage is inclosed by the circuit of the outer ivall. Mesulemeth. Here she sat and Mesulemeth (shaking her waited for the Messiah. this is her place. as every one does in Jerusalem? John. Pilgrims {men and women) lie in their blankets. dost thou wake mel John Why John. uncertain flickering glow. In the centre more than half the breadth of the stage is taken up by the massive doors of the gate. to which steps lead. lies little while John enters from the left. Pilgrim. be thou man or woman. Mesulemeth. The fire of the great sacrificial altar is reflected from the background on the walls. I have heard speak of her. (looks round searcJiingly. Well. Among them the First Galilean and Second Galilean. Why dost thou not step over me. the prophetess? John. . . To the right of the path which In a leads outside the wall of the Temple. It is not yet day. Art thou a Galilean? come from Gaza on the southeast coast. (to first). scattered about the steps and on the stones which fill the space on left side. Dost thou lie here always in the road? Mesulemeth. John Thou who awake! {walks on. across the stage. John. Art thou not greedy for alms? head). .JOHN THE BAPTIST Scene II 217 A stone square before the open gate of the Temple called the Shushan Gate. The little I want. Whence comest thou? I sleep. Didst hear? let Let there me is Second Galilean First Galilean. Day and night I must be at the Temple. But hast thou never heard of Hannah. and then pauses in front of Mesulemeth). forty years long. liest here by the way. the pilgrims give me. For I must be at the Temple. Mesulemeth. and pauses before a pilgrim who is sleeping on the steps). And now and He comes again. and them talk. when I was a child. Sleep.

woman. how He will come? As the Lord of Hosts. Verily. Then sit down here beside me. He must come again. But as it was. If He had come to me. and she came up to them and recognized filled * ' boy-babe. How did she recognize Him? Mesulemeth. thou imagine thyself to be the prophet of any one? It matters not who I am. and dost thou know. . Him. He will trample His enemies under His horse's hoofs. and laid herself down and died. •for mine eyes have seen Thy salvation. will not Thou canst take thy message it. . thou Thy servant depart in peace. Woman Speak.218 THE GERMAN CLASSICS John. arrayed in golden armor. But Hannah She saw Him when He came. And there was one called Simeon who. further. . so that I Once a little lad was brought to may speak low. . John {in deep emotion). stranger? Dost ! John. . was Lord. she praised the Lord.Who art thou. but the youth of Israel shall greet Him with hosannas and jubilation. woman. and wait for Him to come again. ! . if thou art prepared for my message. I should have been at rest long ago. when he saw this the with the Holy Ghost. To me? No. Certainly He hath. . John. . how did He come? Mesulemeth. so He will come to save His people Israel. . Comes again? Hath He then been already! Mesulemeth. Did I not tell thee that she was a prophetess? Otherwise she might not have recognized Him. which Thou hast prepared for all nations. Mesulemeth. with His sword drawn above His head. . that is how He will come Mesulemeth (a^:riow5^2/). tell me. I have . See. John. So now I sit where she sat." And Hannah heard this. I implore thee John. . He came? Came even to thee? Mesulemeth. now lettest . and said. to be circumcised. Temple by his mother.

But.JOHN THE BAPTIST 219 John. He shall be no king No When kings come to kings! No one hath come. let from me prophet ! my . Rabbi — [They both stand up. yes thou art . Not that one. At this hour ye have nothing to claim from me Matthias. like a sacrificial ox.] to he silent. Yes. False prophet! left. Goest thou? First Galilean. .] First Galilean. and then Israel hath bled after. forgive us for following thee hither John. . what dost thou want with us Galileans? ! John. Josaphat. here we are. — [Josaphat and Matthias exchange dismayed glances. stranger. who runs after women. I thought I dreamt Thou. Hearest thou? Some one it. For many have come in golden armor. the poor — Go away. lest thou snatch Begone. Josaphat. ransack the houses if necessary. remember Herod John. crumb . Why stir ye up so much dust? This puny Herod. I will not have that one. and have drawn their sword. they ! ! to us. It is not yet dawn. He must be great in would not command. standeth there. is not my business. — — .] John (to himself). Enter Josaphat and Matthias from the Matthias. Israel. thou art a false Go. Second Galilean. See. Stand up and come to me Second Galilean. me lie on the road ! \^8'he sinks hack. clamoring for Galileans! First Galilean. Go. [John signs to him with his hand Now. . What! Thou wilt not have the Messiah? Mesulemeth. . who wilt not let us sleep. Second Galilean. he is there! Rabbi. Only bring me Galileans. as yet come. that I may question them. find me Galileans! Wake those who sleep on the steps. of hope. otherwise he right.'] John.

And there is First Galilean. Jesus of {in great agitation. For First Galilean. Ah. scarcely audible). always a great gathering along the banks. John. . what shall we say of the son? Second Galilean. Thou hast seen Him? from my ship.. Yes . A prophet Hast thou heard of a prophet. both brother-in-law. thou meanest Jesus of Nazareth? . .220 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Who are ye? is John. have ye ever heard of a prophet that teacheth in Galilee? First Galilean. not so? Second Galilean. Nazareth Josaphat and Matthias (awed). Whence do ye come? that is FiEST Galilean. Is it And we . of one w^ho saith God? FiEST Galilean. He is an honest carpenter. Ram. First Galilean. I know His father well. ! Abia? Second Galilean. Abia. Well. Ah. and My name he is my called Abia. Tell me more of Him.. He well deserves that his son should be a joy to him. ye two men. John. Tell me of the son. Not . yes. John. and fish with the same net. We are fishermen from the Sea of Galilee. Jesus of Nazareth! John. Fear sealed my lips.. Oh. . Yes we both fish with the same net. I have heard of no prophet. First Galilean. Abia? is there not. . . Aye. Many a time He carries on His work on the shore. He put up a bedstead for a friend of ! John mine. . the son. And tell me. Hast thou ever seen Him? First Galilean.. Yes. John. Thou spakest His name first. what shall we say of the son? John. and very pious too. I mean Him. But now thou hast said it. He is the Son of John.

. They say that He works miracles. . John. Love our enemies? and First Galilean. bad! And then. That is bad. what does He teach? For instance. I FiKST Galilean. Have not many said of me. His friends are not well chosen. follv. At feasts? Josaphat. . John. No. Indeed? I have seen no miracle but power and no one to whom it hath happened. .JOHN THE BAPTIST Second Galilean. For how can one trust a man who sitteth at meat with publicans and sinners? And. not good for our trade. It groweth light . It may be all very well for Him to heal the sick. Many say it. and more nonsense of the pray for Also that — kind. but we know it. Ah ! John. that I worked miracles? Josaphat. toward Hebron. but the worst of it is He doeth it on the Sabbath. And bless them that curse us . It be possible but [Laughs stupidly.'] may John {to Josaphat). Rabbi. Yes. save the weak. these are little people.. They understand not the wisdom of any lips. But speak on. Circumspect people. FiKST Galilean. man. 221 with people. Call {from the roof of the Temple). . the wise should master these simple intellects. once met a man myself who had been blind till his I forget what year and he maintained that he was Yes. them that persecute us. Pray for them that persecute us? First Galilean. are not disposed to mix with Him. That is — — to see again by spittle from His mouth . And what is it He teacheth? All sorts of FiEST Galilean. John. that we should love our enemies. the banks are always quite black And the fish take notice of it. He is always at weddings and feasts. Ah. That He hath not done. naturally. . The great should carry the little with them. . Master. then. John.. made — — . no.

.'] Call {quite distant). With the woman. Master {as he heeds not). displaying marble walls. behind which are two more gates. Master. where is the master? Josaphat. Matthias.. It dost thou not proceed? It is now time for morning Call {more [^All groweth light toward Hebron. is almost completely hidden by smoke from the great lighted sacrificial altar. left). With the woman? Manassa. What is it? Josaphat. Manassa {hurrying up from left). I see them no more! torches of seven colors that Enter Manassa. In a few moments the Tetrarch will certainly be there too. the people are flocking to the Temple. John Why FiKST Galilean prayer. Wilt thou not step among them. toward the Temple. Josaphat. People Matthias {has gone to Josaphat's side and speaks to him then turns to John. Master John. who stands alone on the privately. which bound's the perspective. John {baffled and tormented). From the mountains behind the Temple are heard the long-drawn notes of begin to stream up. .] Josaphat. mounting in The Temple-building itself terraces. Josaphat. with the woman. Scene III The great gates are slowly opened. Herod is on the way. that they may know of is their leader? in the radiance of is John.222 THE GERMAN CLASSICS {eagerly). the The image my King shining Where cherubim — where it? the rainbow Seven was round His head? burned by His throne. It groweth light toward Hebron. — — . their faces turned distant). the silver trumpets. Toward Hebron it groweth light. Herod has come forth from his door? [Manassa assents. {rising). stand up and begin to pray.

Here is Herod. Had he the Roman soldiers with Manassa.) Mount the steps [John walks as if in a dream toward the steps. John! Josaphat. Only his servants are with him. [The people break out into cries of anger. Herod (pale. Herod is At his The master will listen unto thee.'] Master. Hearest thou what they cry? . else are lost. Here cometh Herod! The People. wearing princely side. Josaphat. Keep back! He will speak to you. Enter Amariah.JOHN THE BAPTIST John. Hearest thou. Amariah. What shall we do? speak . walks the courtesan. Amariah (calling). Enter Herod. speak Rabbi. John. thy hour is come mount the steps and speak to them! The People {pressing round). Make haste. John has mounted the steps and stands in the middle of the threshold. Speak! Call. {Aside. The People {hear and murmur. 223 Who {to is Herod? Matthias him? [JosAPHAT buries his face in his hands. See.l Manassa). where is John? Josaphat (with resolution). — — Josaphat. but smiling). with train from right. joyously). John. coming to the Temple. Stone him Stone the courtesan ! ! Others. What aileth Josaphat. there is Hear all of you ! Go not past and thou over . robes. Herodias. sparkling with precious stones. See! He sways. master? He is delivered into our hands. there mayest speak. Here is John. Matthias. with a fresh crowd of people.} ! The People him? (mwrmwrii*^). ye Look at John! Do what John does.

else it means death to thee and to me. and says in a low voice). Gaoler. (to Woe ! Woe ! ACT IV A town in Galilee. Abi (with head thrust over the garden wall). to love thee ing) . divided from them by a low wall. on left. over which hangs the green foliage of the garden beyond. What wilt thou? Abl a ball went over the wall. Take this stone! {More urgently. Most of them have picked up stones.] JosAPHAT {ivho stands to the left of John on a lower step. Master it? . servants have approached John. is adjacent to the gardens of Herod's Palace. on the right side. half-swooncommands me .. They seize him and push him down from the Temple steps. Woe. hands him a stone.. No. To the left. . and entrance with heavy doors. which bounds the right side of background. [The people are silent and tense in expectation. Hast thou seen Gaoler. what hast thou done to us? Master. Abi.. — Two lA low moaning runs through the people. half -questioning .224 Herodias. Herod and Herodias walk up. The stage represents a grassgrown prison yard which. the clumsy pile of the prison buildings and a door. In the name of Him (he is about to throw the stone.) Take this stone! knowest thou me not? Herod. which continues in a right-hand direction to the centre of background. . Who . — [John takes the stone. dost thou not hear? Gaoler. woe People. Hurl the stone! John (firmly). On the left side of background a higher wall.] He too hath forsaken us. stones covered with moss. who is pinioned by the servants). On the right is a semi-circular marble seat with back. THE GEEMAN CLASSICS Have him seized. Enter Gaoler. then pauses. In the garden wall is a gate. Thou on the steps JosAPHAT (whispers).} . John. Woe to us ! ! JosAPHAT People. .

But? Yes. perhaps. hast thou a What has he done? Gaoler (maliciously). Thou Gaoler. Gaoler.. With her there is no jesting. meanest. doth it to Herod's children. forgive. Gaoler.. . his Is that the young Princess. our Listen.JOHN THE BAPTIST Abi. thy gate? The two sons of Herod the Great came through this gate before they were sentenced. the door is open.] Enter Maecha. Princess. See to it that thou dost not steal my time Abi (softly to him). Stories that have not yet come to an end stories that are as young [stretches Maecha. who daughter of new wife? [Abi nods. Ah. knew but — new prisoner? Salome. be sure to laugh. Gaoler. if it belongs to the young Princess — ! [Opens the gate. Princess. and through this gate What — Stop! . Tell me. young Princess. Salome. as today. if Salome appears in the gateway. He stole hens. herself] as Gaoler. Let him alone. . John? Vol. Let me be. Abi. ever thou comest through again. laughing). XVII — 15 . old man? Gaoler. young Princess? Salome. . Salome. and throw Look for it thyself. Princess. Maecha! His wisdom has taken a holiday. Stories of yesterday.] Gaoler. is Abi {calls back. I we are. ! . beware young Gaoler. Salome. . The ball belongs to Salome. Salome. Hast thou no livelier stories. Abi. Gaoler. If thou art not obliging. I did not know. Mistress. Gaoler. . Gaoler. What sort dost thou mean. it How I can I. 225 back. — . Salome. I pray thee look for it. For this gate is full of danger for Herod's children. may unless thou openest the gate? not open it. Oh. and later.

let them be. Gabalos. those are the remnant of the crew which Gaoler. unless the ravens give them to drink. Gaoler. Princess. In the gateway Herod and his attendants. who . I wish to see John. Herod. and die of thirst. that cannot be. Salome. and therefore Salome. See. For eight days and eight nights they followed him. Drive them away! men who linger about the door! look morose. He lieth now safe with the salamanders and scorpions. They lie somewhere by the wayside.'] Enter Herod. from Jerusalem. Mistress. Sire. The remnant. Salome. lose this old head? Maecha. and did not salute me. Herod. Herod. Sire. I wish it! Hast thou not heard! I wish it! — 1 Gaoler. sayest thou? Where are the rest? Gaoler. — the Prophet from So he is here? Yes he has been here the last three days. Princess. how mild is our ruler them to be cut in pieces. Who are the three ! ! They Gaoler. the maidens slip into the bushes. Hide yourselves! [She stoops behind the seat. Merokles. the Tetrarch is coming. Herod. Shall I now^ instead of thy plaything. So. but they always come back. Sire Herod. Gaoler. we have hunted them off several times .226 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Which John? The one they call the Baptist Salome. followed John. ! He doth not order . Jabad. Bring him here Gaoler (horrified). They brought him at the end of the same cavalcade which brought thee. Sire. Princess. I opened this gate for thee because thou hadst lost a plaything. they say. Gaoler Gaoler. They say he stirred up rebellion in Jerusalem. Salome (veiling herself). Merokles. — Judea.

[Abi and Maecha come out hesitatingly. the seat. then quickly dives down again. Bring me [Observes Salome. the seat. 227 Herod.] Herod.wise Herod. Thou canst do no wrong. Tell me. lishas raised her head a little above the edge of tening. Sire. for one can never know whether the executioner holds up the head of a sage or a fool. are well disposed toward me. I . them. How is it. And my lips thank thee on their behalf. I know that thou at night Thou didst deliver into my hand Salome. Still. maid who carried on treason less. How camest thou into this prison-yard? Salome. And where are thy playmates? Salome. It was curiosity. art thou not Salome. who. come forth. Jabad. Salome. that I have never heard thy voice ? Salome. Thou shouldst ask my mother. Thy eyes plead for them. Sire. thou veiled one. Could I do Sire? And him to whom she betrayed thy secrets. Herod Thy mother! {fiercely). friends. wilt thou not punish him too? . ! . so true as my 'tis that thou art my protector. that outside the Palace. Maecha. Gabalos. Ask me not. because I heard thee coming. They are afraid of thee. Herod. They thank like conquerors. and curtesy profoundly. Merokles. a complete fool. I shall not be wrong for thou art a fool.'] — [Exeunt Gabalos.JOHN THE BAPTIST Jabad. therefore they shall not be scolded. My soul else will blush before thee. I am Salome. When I order thee to be beheaded. Salome. [The two others join m. There is music in Herod.'] I beg you to retire.] Herod. [N earing Hail to our Ruler! To say truth. Abi.] do not lay hands on sages and fools willingly. and await me without the gate. Sire for thou art wise. Salome. so they have crept away. Herod. our master commands it. wife's daughter? Sire. all.

Salome Salome.. Sire. Seest thou. it seemeth to me that he hath a great folIf thou sparest him. Herod. He acted on my advice.. Herod. If thou treatest him well.. Salome. at meat . it is not seemly. And how like. Salome Salome {rising). I shall say in my heart. . See how his disciples tarry at the entrance. Then if I was with others.. Maybe! . ! maiden ought I to do. What wouldst if thou like to do? Thy pleasure. know that well enough. they will sing thy praises. Salome. .228 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Herod. My ! sweet. Words of wisdom fall from thy lips. my mother herself draweth my veil down deep over my breast. that would be more seemly? Salome. Directly thou comest near. Salome.. or over wine and thou camest and didst unveil thyself. too! Herod. Salome. I would rather think that thou wert unlike. Perhaps. Sire. No. But how? Salome. I know not what a Sire.. . Hekod. A little now. Salome. . Only what I would like to do. people will like thee. if thou wert my father ! But thou art not. the lowing among the people. Just a finger's length. Sire. nothing. I do not know. Unveil to me. but thou must indeed ask my mother. and I shall be so proud. Nothing else. Herod. No... I can dance. really . Herod. How unlike thou art to thy mother. But if I were sitting with other men . Sire. And what wouldst thou do for me? Herod. Wouldst thou dance for me? Salome. thou wouldst? Salome. Sire. not when I am alone with thee. thou treatest this prisoner humanely. Herod. Herod. I am still far too ignorant. Ask my mother. Herod. they will carry praises of thee to Jerusalem. Sire. Salome. unveil thyself.

and yet I came without the escort of warriors which Rome sent for my protection. Herod.JOHN THE BAPTIST Heeod (^0 ^/le . how should one address thee when one would show thee respect? Thou thinkest that I mock But knowest thou that in reality I am indebted The people's meditated attack was not hidden from me. . and then sits down on the seat. Sire. Exit with the guard. Salome. as thou heldest hast Say. the Gaoler and a Guard. Think of something new. with a slight fluttering of her veil). thou wouldst not understand me. Sire. my heart failed me. whom thou callest the little Art thou flattering me because I have loosened thee from thy chains? — ' ' * * ! . Tell me. Abi and Maecha have preceded her. I am told that thou hatest the priests. Thou thee 1 to thee? heldest me the stone. revile me. So thou saidst before. Herod. why didst thou spare me? John. [The Gaoler obeys. I am told that thou hatest the Romans. Herod. That is defiance.] Salome {from the gate. I am told that thou hatest the Pharisees. why didst thou let it fall? Why thou spared me? John. consider it. Herod. .'] Enter John. I Say. And I will thank thee. with a hurst of laughter. I love them not. I hate them too. which I cannot praise. Failed thee! Before me.] Now. in the hollow of thy hand. preach to me! John. Take off his chains and go. Herod looks after her. [Exit Gaoler. 229 I will Gaoler). Art thou a preacher of repentance? If so. Salome ! [Salome vanishes. as a free man. Sire. In chains it is easy to be defiant. even if I spoke thou wouldst not understand me. Herod. Bring the Baptist here. Sire. Here in Galilee I am inclined to be mild and tolerant of goodness.

and thou ringest true. . walking on the mountain-tops. Master. and he will spare no one who doth not serve him at the right moment. But let me speak with thee and await the sunrise. but hunger seizes you. a great man. . . . Ye grow fat on the wit of the market-places. See. Heeod. say that good metal rings true even when it is cracked.. mightst And knowest thou every day she sharpens those arrows herself for me? . . The smiths . I do not know.230 THE GERMAN CLASSICS loosen Thou hast not laid me in chains. John (eagerly). Who is that King of the Jews whose image thou danglest before the people? — — . hurlest thy arrows of reseriously. ye smiling scoffers. Ha. I know not. . . I pray thee teach me the Way. Thou thou speakest? seest thus that I too have a burden of secret anxiety oppressing me. And so my heart failed me. Heeod. Thou. . . Herod. and ye then lift your eyes to the earnest ones. . . John. Tell me. I too have heard of a King of the Jews who will come with a sword drawn above his head. How dost thou manage it? . I proach at Thou could almost pity thee for that. Baptist. Who is it of whom Heeod. me on account of the woman I stole. . and thy confidence Tell me. Sire. What and yet I made thee falter? John. the guards are gone. . What. ha.. What is my own I deny. and canst not me from them. . and I hope thou wilt not be angry tell me. silent . . Baptist I call thee by the name I have heard people use in speaking of thee. have chosen a greater subject than a woman. And so thou deniest thy own creature! John. Listen {in a low voice). again? Methinks I know you now. . . It was Another who threw thee in my way John. who is it- JoHN. But enough of that. Heeod. . shall be rewarded. ha! I have half a mind to summon my little Greek that he may go to school under thee.

That Gaze into His eyes and thou wilt not laugh. Baptist. Thou bearest the times that are and were before thee. then in a low voice).'] The prisoner shall go and out as he pleaseth. . for he is not dangerous. John Gaoler! [The Gaoler comes. a And yet there is nobody's friend is the right of the lonely. . . Let me be chained. Herod. but laugh. meseemeth that to be nobody's enemy and in circle. It is their all. Stay in the market-place and smile. and revolves . Was it in His Name! For if so. Baptist. like an ulcerous Burnest thou not from all their evil. Herod {gnashing broken spirit. on thy body. Yet I do not give thee up as lost. was it in His Name that thou didst not throw the stone at — me? Sire. when that other cometh. Sire. thou hast so long been my enemy. if — . his teeth). John. John. take care. couldst thou not possibly be my friend? John. then we shall not smile. me not. He By who Cometh requireth . Whither ? Upward John. For thee there is no upward. ! John. that other Say. 231 Bacchus. Sire? Herod. Sire. . how in shall I answer with my life. [After a little Truly thou art ruled by a Yet tell reflection. We wait to see you fall. me down. Herod. thy Jewish king Ha! ha! Here. If thou wert so minded we might pursue the same paths for awhile. Whither. Herod. Baptist. even at me. there lurks some truth in that. shall not rob my nights of sleep. But it is not good walking on the mountain-tops. what dost thou ask? (confused). Thy chains lie not far off. thou wilt not laugh. Gaoler (dumbfounded. .JOHN THE BAPTIST Herod. But I say unto thee.'] me. Sire I ask for nothing better. poisonous lusts? Art thou not weighted by their unholy desires ? And thou wouldst mount to the heights. Let me keep it. is something that attracts me to thee. It seems to me thy reasoning is poor. Sire. why He cast when He comes. Herod.

I see it. Master. The Tetrarch spoke of Gaoler. Salome {attentively). if I touch mean thee no harm. seest thou the sun sinking yonder between the pomegranate boughs? John. I will. . May be. only to hug it to my heart. Her name is Miriam. When I limbs {she spreads out her arms) it seems my to me as if I carried the whole world like this No stretch .] thy own master. thou art now thy commands? John. — He is alone. if thou shouldst reject me! one knows how powerful I am today. What thou givest to the humblest the highway. . Who can say . and ere thou goest down? Mine! John. Maecha {appearing Gaoler. thou hast a playmate. Let me sit at thy by . . . Salome. shirt. Thou shalt not go down. Knowest thou whose doing it is that thou art able to see it ere it goeth down.232 THE GERMAN CLASSICS And in Herod.. Maiden. Teach me. did God's people ever know a more clement lord than I? [Laughing. What are Well. thy hairy Yea. See. John. John. walks away. . soul is thirsty. Let them and out as often as he wishes. master. I am pious by nature. who loiter about the gates. . Why shouldst thou mean me harm.. give also to me. I will be pious. John. . his disciples. and I have a longing for salvation. What wilt thou? Salome. [Salome signs to the Exeunt Maecha and John. young virgin? Salome. For my Salome. Which playmate? John. my disciples to left). What shall I teach thee? Salome. feet. And I then be not frightened. What dost thou want? Not thou. . Now.] in the gateway Gaoler.

one shall go to thee except me.] . Salome. his suspicions realized. And my Come. and secret vows like those the Psalms sing of. JosAPHAT hangs back. Rabbi.JOHN THE BAPTIST Salome. John. Then have been forth in the gloaming to seek thy countenance and the light of thy eyes. One knife sharpens but thou hast made . Matthias is not with you? JoSAPHAT. and greet the dawn with John. Verily. . . Well. I thou barbarian among the sons of Israel! us make love their harps. What. till morning. . world That am I. Go Salome. many-colored rugs from Egypt. for I have never seen any one I have made thank-offerings so strong as thou art.] John. then. 233 Now she is dead. . thou who wast ever the nearest to me. I will give thee my fair young body. . . and feels it with joy. and cinnamon. Josaphat. what is it? . John. thou carriest the in thy arms for thou art sin itself.] No I had her slain because she went to thee. aloes. thou art powerful . Sweet as sin. Amariah hasten to him and kiss his garment. John.l John. And I have decked my bed with beautiful. ! ! John Gaoler. . disciples now? [Manassa. Seest thou now how pious I am? Seest thou? My soul feels thy strength. [John bows his head. where the Gaoler is waiting. Wouldst thou see thy Bring them to me. . let playmates shall keep watch on the threshold. Salome. and one man another us blunt. Yes. it is written another. and I have sprinkled my pillows with myrtle. . hast thou no greeting to give? [Josaphat turns away. Thou spurnest me Spurnest me? [She rushes through the gate. I had her. goes to the door. . No. Jo&APHAT.

'] . . today But it seemed to me almost fair.234 THE GERMAN CLASSICS thou hast come this long way to tell me that? Eabbi. Look at me! Twice combat at the sword's point. John. I am weary of you I am going. . Rabbi. It is for Israel's end that I fear. Truly the time of my fall is come. is no concern of ours. Thou tookest the law friends speak My from us. And JosAPHAT. Had I known myself. Who art thou. What would ye have me do? end must be in solitude and silence. so long as I stood erect. I should not be here. thou bitest at my shanks ? / took the law from you ? My soul hath wrestled with the law till it is weary. I Go ! Josaphat. for I have yet to Thou art a renegade! Thou hast meet the worst. Thy end. knees and mold trembling hands to the sword's hilt. made of it Thou knowest not what my work was. John {startled and moved). but thou hast a snare and a weakness. ye men of universal utility. and a matter of watching. To me it was voluntary. who manure your acres with the blood of those who have died for you slip down them like sweet crumbs. thou wast to be the way that all the Thou wast to strengthen weak erring should follow. . Rabbi. that like a kenneled hound. JosAPHAT. To you it was a compulsion and a I fell for you. ! whither Matthias hath gone before me. Exit. and renegades will ye be to all eternity. Eabbi. my forehead beat against its walls till it bled! But now ye have opened your mouths wide that salvation should Ye gazed up at me and now shrink away like cowards from my fall. when enemies sing my praises and ill of me. I have been face to face with the world's sin. What hast thou given us instead? John. Thy work was wrath. I have not fallen for myself. ever been a renegade. To Jesus of Nazareth? [Josaphat turns silently to go out. to Jesus of Nazareth. John.



Hearken It was even as if I heard a beating of wings above me. And to me. We heard in the streets that He was not far off. John {sitting down on a stone). Rabbi. Be ye not fools. I must make haste. Amariah. Nothing. I was at all times the least among thy What should I be worth if I were not disciples. Manassa. and ye are still here Amariah. lest I die. Go with him. and when He hath ! . Nothing. Let us be fools. Manassa. I am ready for the Is there not a whispering blessing from on high. faithful. John. Manassa? ! I trusted the Those whom most have forsaken me. Mayhap. thou hast given a hope. and within me dawns the meaning alone can deliver the world? He bestow upon it the unattainable. John. speak to Him. He tarries on the sea-coast. Yet he is gone to Jesus of Nazareth. Rabbi. Rabbi. Rabbi. and I am weary. Manassa. command us John. Rabbi. My inmost soul lies open. So seat yourselves with me. this Jesus of Nazareth? Amariah. Ask: "Art Thou He Who cometh. Amariah. or shall we wait for another? '* So ask Him. Will ve do me a service ? ! 7 \' Amariah.JOHN THE BAPTIST John. Manassa. Rise and go unto Him. 235 How. and how. And they say He may perhaps come into the of this riddle. John. There is a light shining over yonder mountains. We are in Galilee. Rabbi. To Him? John (nods). will Who who town. Manassa. Know ye not where He now teacheth. John. ! Lovely is that light. Yet only mayhap And my time is over. Did ye hear nothing? Amaeiah. And wheresoever ye find Him. roundabout? Heard ye nothing? Manassa. Night draw^eth nigh.

Our Libyan flute-players will have washed their brown legs in honor of the occasion. Gabalos superintending them. And ye will not forget my darkness in His radiance ? Manassa. what has thy art provided? Thou knowest our guests are spoiled children. why makest thou us ashamed? John. Doors to right and left. Herod Gabalos. Amariah. Master. [They turn to go. in the an open balcony with balustrade. Go not thus. come back Him is very great. Amariah. I believe I could not die ere ye — — returned. Farewell. Servants moving about. As I tell thee every day. Judean morality is . thou who hast been washed in many waters. Master. John. But for the other part of the entertainment the prospect bad. Now. ye that are the least among great emotion) my me thinks I — I — love you. disciples. Then. not yet.^ Manassa.236 THE GERMAN CLASSICS for my longing for quickly answered. we are sick of Judean morality. background. raised on a dais. which at first are thrown back. thou needest have no anxiety about food and drink. Gabalos. is Therefore I chartered the cook of Vitellius. For {in ACT V Scene Hall in Herod's Palace. I warrant. Something customary is best for jaded palates. with couches ranged round it. This can be shut off by curtains. Gabalos. raised hy two steps. (smiling). Herod. which lead to A A Servant (announces from door on left). Our governor! Herod (following him). In the middle of the stage. devouring us like the plague. Rabbi. Sire. I row of pillars. Sire. Is that thy opinion? Noble Merokles will declaim a new ode. A street is supposed to run at the foot of the next story. flowers and orndments. we will not pause or rest. John. afterward. is a table. farewell. mistrust those legs even when washed. Let me clasp your hands. arranging pictures and flowers.

consented? Herod.JOHN THE BAPTIST Herod. my friend. before whom Gabalos. nothing Herod. 237 Say. Gabalos. I cannot follow — thee. new. And thou thyself gainest thereby a Herodl^-s. How could I refuse. dost thou think that our Legate all the gaiety and color of life doth shimmer. That is it. very simple is thy understanding. And how should I ever have conceived the idea had it not been for thy half -promises and sugges- tion of its possibilities? that we must offer the Thou knowest as well as I Roman something immense. I know thee. love. Then it seems thou refusest? Herodias. something that may not have faded from his tired memory when he enters Caesar's presence. that I ask this only for the sake of the Roman. That would be grand. Get -thee gone! [Gabalos and the servants withdraw to the background. What hast thou decided? Will it come to pass? Herodias. Of what desire dost thou speak? Herodl^. and coverest up with thy crooked smiles. I am simple of understanding. when youth smiled and Herodias. I know. Ah! And what reward wilt thou claim? .] Herod. I know Herod. Oh. Thy eyes betray a badly concealed desire. The poisonous weed which thou cultivatest with little sighs. tit-bit for thy lonely night-dreams! It will be dainty more than that I shall see to it. because Hekodias enters from right. it is something Herod {noticing her). yes. it! I vow. Do not prevaricate. where they let down the curtains which now shut in the hall. Herod (bewildered). Herod. Thy countenance beams. hath ever seen a young daughter of princes dance at table? from Syria.

. I will see. What didst thou ever do for nothing? Hasten then. he will not hurt thee.238 Herodias. And for this sacrifice of unspeakable bitterness I ask nothing. Mother. Before I forget it. Art thou trembling. . she therefore adorns instead the body that came from hers. One who can still hope shall ask. I pray. mistress ! [Exit. that he doth not meet thee. for I am without wishes. am Herodias {softly). my friend. what wilt thou do with that Baptist? Herod. Salome {putting her head through I to dance here ? the door). I will take care. be exposed to thine and thy guests' lustful gaze. I would rather it were so. THE GERMAN CLASSICS Nothing. Herodias. Herod. But enough of the Baptist. from which the veil has never yet fallen. I will let myself be driven. Salome shall ask. the price ! Farewell ! her. Herod. Thou art like those priests. The maids tell me he wanders about loose in [Herod looks after the gardens. My Baptist is nothing to thee. Here is a woman whose breasts have withered because her eyes have shed tears of blood. I only asked. . Herodias. ! Once more thy price. Look at me Here is a woman that no longer adorns her own body because thou now scornest it.] Herodias {turning round). Come. Herod. dear. love. Art thou afraid of thy own will? my dove? .. Salome . But take care whither I am driven Herod. Therefore she will let the budding bosom. I know not. shaking his head. Herodias? Herodias.'\ Enter Herodias and Salome. to name Herodias. Herodias. tell me. For in combat with the strong that is the last resource of the weak. because I wish to know how I am to avoid him. . And thou wilt grant what she asks? Herod. Let him.

no hair-ornaBut that the head of him shall be brought to thee on Salome (setting her teeth. and After that thou mayest demand. . raise not thy eyes. ask nothing. him for the time a long. mother. at . in truth I have Herodias. because I know that thou art my will. wipe signs of shame from thy face hearken narrowly what the Tetrarch saith to thee. For that only the one who willeth exerciseth power? [As Herodias regards her suspiciously.'] I read that in the Scriptures. Salome What shall I gold hair-ornament. . Herodias. . . . mother. and controlling herself with thou On a golden dish? difficulty)." then Salome. — demand. or shoes of velvet? what I will ask a mirror. Not I! thou must will. Thou shalt ment. mother? A No. like love on a night in May? Salome (feigning innocence) No. What dost thou say? Understandest not or — who — me . liquid fire ? Salome not. A carpet of Indian wool will be spread here. Herodias. like burning. No. mother. Listen to me. . demand no mirror. and when thou hast finished. she adds quickly. Then look . Dance thy dance modestly. Salome.JOHN THE BAPTIST 239 Salome. (in the same tone). . smiling look. — . and no velvet shoes. (attentive). thou sharpwit. And if he should say. How should I? Herodias. I am not trembling. Take my hand. Herodias. . . mother? . thee. '* Now ask of me. first Ask nothing. they call John the Baptist a dish. I did not understand what it meant. I know {passing her hand through Salome's hair). there the Prince will sit with the foreign guests. mother. Thou hast never felt an insult coursing through Herodias . Verily thou hast never felt hate to boil in thy breast. Let not thy foot touch the stone. Herodias. What then.

Vitellius.] [Exeunt both. Herod. It doth not find its way to our ears. my brave Marcellus.'] Gabalos. And I will Come! grow over him like a sweet grapevine. There is something else. My good Merokles. She. . suite). exalted Vitellius. instead of Vitellius. est Welcome on table.] Salome. groweth [Trum- pets sound. according to Rome's command. Certainly. exalted one. Say. Herod {quickly collecting himself).] Gabalos {low). excellent prince. Gabalos. One thing more I want that Will he know that Baptist to be sure of from whom the request cometh! Heeodias {breaking out). {half to herself). Welcome to you also. .240 THE GERMAN CLASSICS ! Salome. Marcellus {and other Romans of the Legate's Mebokles. ye who follow him. As the will of my will Herodias. lie Thou hast my thanks. Vitellius. . Repose now at thy pleasure. — — . our august mother. . which a servant hands to him. There was a sting in that speech. I shall be able persuade myself that I thou being mine. but ordereth what my soul desireth. Jabad. Highness. will Thou art Rome's guest. Thus I [Puts on the wreath accept what befitteth me. . And if thou wilt consent to crown thy brow with this wreath. as the sword Salome . Herod. how dost thou like this Jewish ear-wig I Marcellus. I mil grow over him. to am thy guest. . to right. Scene II Herod. begin. [They on the couches. as our Lord and Master. who bringthe soles of thy feet the sacred soil of Rome into to my my poor dwelling. he shall know! I will stand behind thy bloody trophy as thy will. forth from the sleeve of the executioner . Herod. .

mighty Vitellius — Till we— " My it Vitellius. over which thou reignest so gloriously. This is my wife. '* Cooled by Hebron's far-gleaming snow. exalted one? to me that he called my name. exalted Highness. Gabalos.JOHN THE BAPTIST 241 Meeokles {stands up and reads from a roll of parchment). permit of my sitting beside thee at table. zealous to please thee. Vitellius {also rising). Herod. my dear Herod. doth not East. In the case of his diately granted desiring a favor. noble Vitellius. Salome {thickly veiled) led in hi/ Herodias while the harps are tuned. of astonishment runs round the table. Thou rejoicest me. So we prize as sacred thy flickering smile. The custom of the Herodias. what a success! Vitellius. XVII — 16 . Are these thy Libyan — Herod {who has risen). A murmur Vitellius. So flames for us shoot forth from thy coldness. dear friend. So thou sendest forth twofold beams of silent light. I bid thee welcome. friends. Favors with its flickering smile Us ** the worshippers. Nevertheless. My lord and consort. Wilt thou not now command thy Libyan flute-players to come and charm thy ear? Vitellius. exalted Highness. if it shall be immehe promises to keep silent for the future ! Oh. The fiery soul. hath commanded me to adorn myself and my little daughter to enter Vol. very good. concealed in ice. what is this man talking about 1 Herod. My ear is obedient. thy peacock's liver is good. if thou wilt grace this feast with thy smiles. Let them come. Mistress. Pardon. It seemed displease thee. Yet we know how to entertain even when we are not merry. Doth Vitellius.

my brave Marcellus. That cost some one his head! Only whose is not yet . Exalted. Open is Hearest thou not? (ivith Ms ViTELLius. Marcellus. who stands on the right side of the table. maiden. Herod rushes forward to raise her. let us look. Silence! See! [Salome has extricated herself from the arms of Herodl^s and. see to it — is it fast on shoulders? Marcellus. {hoarselp). Sire ! Salome! . for what coming is the art of all thou tremblest. . Her dance becomes wilder and more abandoned. Rome Herod Hail to thee. Romans. quite unveiled. . that after the manner of a maiden she may delight thy eyes with maidenly art. and has ivatched everything intently with a harassed expression playing on her face. look! Truly. known. Marcellus (pointing to Salome). now intervenes to prevent him. remember that thou rulest because thou tremblest. she . who has retreated as far as the procenium on right. half in homage. she stands with the upper part of her body apparently unclothed. its Ah. then covers herself with it again in voluptuous playfulness. before Herod. and to thy noble wife! will not be grudging where thou art so lavish. . ViTELLius. arts. Gabalos. Herodias. has begun to dance. that ye do the if And thing handsomely. All break into ecstasies of applause.] Herod Salome.242 THE GERMAN CLASSICS thy presence. Prince. your eyes wide. will Who? What? The head! the head! Look at Herodias. . eyes fixed on Salome). She and Herod exchange hostile glances. he is right. It must be owned. Gabalos. though trembling. accompanied by exclamations of admiration and delight. till at last. She sinks on her knees half exhausted. gradually loosens her veil. Gabajlos.

Yet enough is am a poor man. rising). Baptist. Thou hast sworn. Speak.] Damsel. Of course. . — still his wherewith to thank thee. thy mother hath led thee into this. on the spot. . as if in mockery. the — ! Vitellius. . [Silence. Vitellius {laughing). barefoot. We are all witnesses of that. to love. this man for Oh. Dear friend. on a head of John the Baptist. And is he on view. Salome. John {after looking searchingly toward the door). I am ready. whose head doth she want? Herod. for the evening of thy days come. Salome {slowly I What shall I say.] ! . Sire. And if I refuse? Herodias {draiving herself up). I am sorry for Prepare thyself. John. what wilt thou have? And by that God and Lord before whom we kneel in the dust. great legate. Herodias Vitellius. I beg and desire that thou wilt give me the head of John the Baptist on a golden dish. Sire. the name of Herod — Rome has not left him much of his father 's heritage. . oh whose head daughters of princes dance before thee? Herod. 243 Stand up and speak. Sire. Thou knowest not what thou askest. Salome. Understand me. Sire? Rome who gave Herod's son. . my friend. thou Herod. is I have summoned thee. Now. grant me a respite. Herod. I swear it shall be thine. who lies in my prison. I had dish. whom I have there learnt to respect. Heeod. almost said. Fetch him. Ah! What sylvan god are they bringing in there ? John is led in hy two armed men. [Exit servant. The head of a man. thee. thou hast sworn. . Herod. I am truly sorry. Herod. Take back thy request. I beg and desire that thou wilt give me.JOHN THE BAPTIST Herod. But thou must meet death. at Jerusalem.

Still Sire! ViTELLius. Thou art silent. I said before. the same thou sawest outside the gate. I beseech thee. . . Herod. Maiden Salome. Two of his friends who were with him yesterday. . What dost thou want with him? Gaoler. . . . If he does ask. .'] John {holding out his arms distressed).. There . Sire. Salome. Baptist. but . master. Baptist. have come .244 ViTELLius. Had I not known that thou wast friendly toward the prisoner Herod. only the Roman All kinds of people strugunderstands how to die. . see! for the touch of thy knees. I have sent out messengers and await their return. . Perhaps.. THE GERMAN CLASSICS Thy hero appears not more and he would whimper. Herod. wherefore dost thou ask this respite? John. Know that of the thing called Salome. in her Thou must ask the maiden. hands rests what chance thou hast life. . Herod. my heart sorry. the stone floor. me to lead them to him wheresoever he . behind). and learning that his life is now in jeopardy thy servant hath told me. Master. thee. Did not I tell you? gle to live. . What back. . A little Herod. and I have got everything ready they became like creatures possessed. and — — implored might be. all too ready. To whom hast thou sent these messengers? . brings thee here? Forgive. laugh ! ! at him. . . why dost thou not beg! I . . Gaoler. . sireth? who knoweth what my heart deNow. is The stone longs [^Pause. now seest thou how powerful I am ? Now ask me Ask me Herodias [prompting her. I am from So much might have been made of [He shrugs his shoulders. As . John.] Enter the Gaoler.

Speak freely. and in . . What have ye to tell me? Manassa. to seem at first as if they fstill. our souls was a great peace. John. tell me what was His manner of speech? Say on. And when ye had questioned Him.JOHN THE BAPTIST Herod. Manassa. . Ye found Him there? Manassa. And He? How looked His countenance? What were His gestures? Manassa. John. for methinks we are alone together. . 245 Dost thou approve. Master Herod. Master. and what the gestures of light? smile we sank to the ground. ViTELLius. mighty legate? Dear friend. and at break of day we found Him there. Master? John. Rabbi. John. . my good men! Unless ye let us participate in the news. Speak louder. stand John. and He began to speak. I will have you carried off ! through separate doors. . overcome by shyness. Rabbi. and in every mouth the music of thanksgiving.'] door and beckons. And behold there was a light in every eye. and praised the Lord for the miracle which had been done to them at that hour. . face of the sun. but. We took the road in all haste to Bethesda. Let them come! Let them come! [Gaoler retires behind curtain of Thej/ [Herod signs. John. And many people were gathered about Him resting in the olive gardens. this is the most enjoyable entertainment that has ever been provided for me at meat. Amariah. He spoke to us like a brother. Manassa. I know not. May we. His speech was simple.] would rush Enter Manassa and Amariah. thou mightest as well ask. I stand here awaiting His wrath. What is the As we beheld His John. But ye saw Him? Amariah.

" I am not the Christ. . Therefore is my kingdom come to shame. And unto me nothing was given. the lepers are cleansed. He is the bridegroom. save out of the mouth of the one that loveth. . Amariah. the lame walk. . for I knew Him not. ' ' — ried on before. and then hurManassa." But this ' ' . Go and tell John what ye have seen and heard.. and the poor have the gospel preached to them. Amariah. we accompanied Him as far as the gate. And it was beautiful like the voice of the wind which blows from the sea toward evening. could not understand." man can take nothing to himself that is not given him by Heaven... For out of no man 's mouth may the name of sin sound. the scales of sin were not confided to me. And my anger filled the world. according to thy wish. for I have not recognized Him. I have been offended. . Behold He hath the bride. He said. I hear roundabout a rushing noise. the deaf hear. and the divine radiance is near me.. . The blind see. And this is what He spake. And when He prepared to come hither to this town with the people who were gathered about Him. as of many waters. A throne hath descended out of heaven amidst darts of fire. I held it A not .246 THE GERMAN CLASSICS . But I understand it well and to whom He spoke. but one sent to prepare the way for Him that cometh. John. Yes yet one more thing. . But I would have scourged you with iron rods. Blessed is he who hath not been offended at me. Ye yourselves are my witnesses that I have said. And His sword is called Love. . we John. and my lips are sealed. And said He nothing else to you? Reflect well. and His watchword is mercy. The King of Peace sitteth thereon in white robes." He said the poor? John. The key of death . The poor Manassa. But the friend of the bridegroom standeth and listenThe eth. . and rejoiceth over the voice that is coming. . the dead rise.

] Mother. and tell them to be quiet. They brawl in the street while we Herod. behind the middle curtain. Now. It shall Gabalos Salome {pointing open). see what they are bringing. it. Thou hast an illconducted people. will he not ask? Scene III ViTELLius. draws back the curtain. Herod. I am truly grieved on thy account. Gabalos. [He stands with his arms outspread and his eyes turned toward heaven. Jabad. Herod {between emotion and scorn). Are they already muttering about the Baptist? Gabalos. Ms suite.JOHN THE BAPTIST 247 same is my joy. look to it. And when He cometh of whom thou dreamest. Dear friend. Sire. Exalted highness. Merokles. [As Herod stares at the door through which John has disappeared. See! [She rushes out. an reels backward into the arms ever-increasing tumult voices has arisen. Bid the women to sit down.] . [Exit. Now is it fulfilled. I will greet Him as I have greeted Lead him to execution. pardon! [Salome has crossed over the stage and goes stealthIn great curiosity she ily to the door on left. he does not hear me. Salome. thy banquet has been somewhat disturbed.] and murmur of many ViTELLius. it seems to me that we have had enough of this maniac. and after gazing eagerly My friend. John. through Herodias.] No matter what I say. Herodias.] to the door. of Outside. Manassa and Amaeiah sink at his feet. Ha ha ha Salome. ask me! [^5 John smilingly looks beyond ! ! ! her. ViTELLius.'] ViTELLius. thee. dine. the curtains of which are Mother. Herod. be done.

They carry the streets and crowd palms in their hands. She is dancing She holds the charger with the Prophet's head high in her arms.] [Herodias curtsies. . What is she doing? ! Herodias. pluck me. advise thee to look the other way. Gabalos has reentered from left. See. Heeod {descending want there? What does she I Herodias. Gabalos. So they sing. Gabalos. Oh. I scarcely like to say. [Herodias smiling.^ rolling on the floor! Salome. . So thou wilt corrupt us all. What are they singing? Gabalos. thou art of simple understanding. and dances. Sire.] [Herodias goes out composedly. look at the head! . I am a rose of Sharon . she dances ! Herod. in holiday raiment the roofs. where is the dish? Where is the head? Make obeisance.'] Merokles. . Heeod. what is the matter? Sire. Sire. the people will not be restrained. smiling. . mid leads. So thou hast corrupted thy own flesh and blood. Well. Thou knowest. Herod. me should women away! off to right.248 THE GERMAN CLASSICS the steps of the dais). Salome {before Herod). and sing and shout for joy. The head is Marcellus. am not servile. She will fall! Merokles. the Speak ! Hosanna to Him Who shall come ! Hosanna to King of the Jews. lily of Speak thy thanks. Sire. horror! [Herodias comes hack supporting Salome in her arms. Take the Who would thank Oh. . She sways. Jabad. Mother. but I Herod. —a the valley. Herodias. the half- swooning Salome Without Herodias and Salome. Herod. fill Men and women on Herod. shrugs her shoulders.

with palms in their hands. I will see ! Him. One sees the roofs crowded with women waving palms. What is going on there again? Herod {has grasped a goblet. I will greet ! Him as I promised. looking down in silent amazement. . . The Hosannas rise from the street. Sire. Others.] [The others also stand. and springs on the topmost step). they say If thou wouldst see this Him. his teeth). climb the hilly street below. The shouting swells in volume and becomes an orderly. he turns away and hides the goblet slips from his face in his mantle. my King — of . this one be? I have had John beheaded. stops short his hand. the — [He looks. harmoni- ous song. turns round indignantly).JOHN THE BAPTIST Herod {grinding 249 Who may Gabalos. way.] . ViTELLius {who has continued sitting. Greeting to thee. Ha ha ! ha ! Open The curtains are drawn aside. He is coming Herod.

in order to have him prepared for the study of theology and the ministry of the Lutheran church. his Jorn Uhl. he has since lived.three years of age.D. after his first great success as a writer of fiction. Harvard University C&emxan [USTAV FRENSSEN was bom on the 19th of October. on a beautiful wooded bluff which overlooks the busy traffic of the largest German port. he gave up the ministry and removed to Blankenese. in the little village of Barlt. Frenssen published a volume Then of his sermons under the title of Village Sermons. passed his state examination in Kiel and. — [250] . appeared in when he was thirty. which lies on the western coast of Schleswig- Holstein and belongs to the district of Ditmarschen.GUSTAV FRENSSEN By H. Conrad Biebwirth. and Klaus Groth had their early homes. manners. In 1902. managed to send the boy to the Latin school of a neighbor- ing town. The Three Faithful Ones. in 1901. Storm. at the age of twentyseven. 1863. where also Hebbel. There. Associate Professor of German. a suburb of Hamburg and Altona. a joiner. the descendants of the old Frisians and Saxons. The Sand Countess. 1896. and morals of his more immediate countrymen. by another novel. Ph. His father. 1899. This was followed. Frenssen 's first novel. Frenssen put forth a play. devoted to the study and description of the customs. In the next year.000 copies German book market. In due course of time young Frenssen went for his professional training to the universities of Tiibingen and Berlin. came. In 1903. in 1898. the novel which made his reputation and which sold within eight years to the number of an almost unprecedented success in the 216. however. about thirty miles to the north of his birthplace. became pastor at Hemme.

and of his return home after illness has unfitted him for further service. as a successful Hamburg merchant. it is rather a biographical account of the struggles of a poor peasant boy to the from his early childhood to his forty-fifth year. in 1912 — not a continuation of Klaus Hinrich Baas. too. namely. but a story of the sea. Klaus Hinrich Baas. when. sketching the career of a sailor. since. however. Peter Moor's Trip to Southwest Africa. fair estimate of Frenssen 's work as a whole. make both. which is that can be attempted here. This. of the hardships endured and the battles fought under a tropical sun. Holy Land. he takes ship for China the narrative closing abruptly with the hero going down — What — was the Elbe. the author's latest book followed. and appearing in this volume. most significant features. Frenssen has suffered enough to his experience serve as a new illustration of the old From truth that an author's popularity delays justice. and their unscrupulous greed Blankenese of wealth. in 1906. . It is a graphic and interesting account of a young soldier's trip German colony in southwest Africa.GUSTAV FRENSSEN 251 The Home Festival. published in 1909. from the forecastle to the captain's and ending with his pathetic failure to rekindle the bridge. is out of the question if we allow our judgment to be unduly influenced by the excessive all A laudation or the excessive detraction which this author has received. a new novel. issued subsequently in a special volume as The Life of Jesus. and the reader involuntarily looking for a sequel. The Wreck of the Anna Hollmann. But one of the dying embers of a youthful love affair. and. is biographical in character. their cruelty to sailors. for although the author calls it a novel. of the book is Frenssen 's arraignment of certain Hamburg shipowners for their traffic in slaves. Similar in many respects to Peter Moor is the next book. which again had an enormous sale and which contained as one of its chapters the author's conception of the life and mission of Jesus. The year 1907 brought a book of a somewhat different kind from Frenssen 's pen.

art of indigenous or autochthonous growth. in respect to the prevailing standards of the reading public. or Local Art. though the view that he meets some of the expectations of the Heimatkunst comes nearer to the German . at least. concerning the state of contemporary literature. are some of the revelations in the case before us. and how far do they aid us in arriving at an adequate. from the cosmopolitan salon or cafe to the provincial inn or the — green of the tribal community. — — or movement by putting into practice what most of its advocates had only preached namely.252 THE GERMAN CLASSICS critic. estimate of our author's work? Critics with a bent toward the historical method and its if favorinevitable tracing of influences have pointed out that Frensand enthusiastically inclined ably impressed sen's novels signalize the triumph of the new Heimathunst. What. and the sensational bluestocking MarThe discoveries of both these factions within the historical camp shed more light on the present state of criticism than upon Frenssen's present or future place in literature. the passing of the novelist from the crowded city to the open country. if — — be captious But Keller. then. unfavorably impressed. Raabe. from men and the stress of a complex civilization to primitive folk still swayed by the instincts and passions of simple village women under nature. is not only a symptomatic popularity. litt. from nameless epic writers of a remote past down to novelists like Scheffel. it according to the bias of the easily as superiority. if not a final. argues mediocrity as yet an analysis of obviously such as Frenssen's. this type of critic Sudermann. art of the soil or of the vicinage. They say that Frenssen has vindicated the claims of this latter-day mood . convenient but also a fair and profitable starting-point for And In some way or other it is bound to reveal much criticism. that is. and of contemporary criticism as well something. and inclined to has not failed to detect in Frenssen's features a veritable kaleidoscope of resemblances to literary ancestors. and not a little in regard to the aspirations and ideals of the nation at large.

there has always existed a very human relationship. Indeed. and the handbills of the publisher. a kind of tacit entente cor^iaZe. he would also make less of such adventitious aids to popularity as the fancies of the day. far from being potent enough in themselves to inoculate the public with a sort of mental or psychic obsession. because these factors. he is a great artist. diction. Again. and just here the writer whose theme puts him into touch with his readers is sure of being forgiven for more offenses in matters of form and treatment than may seem fair to the critic who is out of touch with the reader." and another: Amid the confused mass of Frenssen 's details. and if the austere. the applause of the clique.GUSTAV FRENSSEN truth. in determining his popularity with the immense number of ignorant. critics and reviewers given to emphasizing the importance of style. For in the from the ethical or religious point of domain of etliics and religion we deal with the most vital concerns of life." as to '' if a small number of learned critics can disagree to such an extent among themselves. Says one of them: Gustav Frenssen is not a mechanic in literature. and with the writer as well. are likewise divided in their opinions but less. *' the work of art goes by the board. it would seem. or of literary art in general. academic critic would only rate tliis factor a trifle higher. and structure. is it likely that the presence or absence of art in Frenssen 's novels has been an important element. depend for their results on something much more elemental: they are like tares of . according to prejudice in favor of or against Frenssen than by reason of their own conflicting notions and accounts better for — what this art really consists in. or at least unsophisticated. than do the nugatory speculations concerning his literary pedigree. between erring authors and forgiving readers. 253 his popularity. readers ? More light than from any other quarter is thrown on Frenssen 's popularity again with interesting side-lights But on certain critics — — by the judgments that have been passed upon his writings view.



the parasitic species which do not flourish except among grain that grows on fairly good soil. Let us assume, therefore, that we are no longer listening to the professional critic or reviewer, but to an ordinary, intelligent reader, to whom the perusal of a novel is an experience telling in, and on, his life, rather than an occa-

sion to exercise his judgment in the literary appraisal of a book. How is such a one likely to be impressed by the
stories of


of style, diction, and phrasenot infrequently diffuse, especially when he lets his characters soliloquize. He is sometimes obscure on account of loose sentence-structure, or because ** of his ambiguous use of the pronoun he," which again and again is meant to refer to the hero when, grammaticOccasionally, ally, it can or must refer to some one else. mannerisms, such as injecting question and answer for the purpose of motivating what has just been told, stop the flow of the narrative and deflect the reader's attention; and so do certain curious anticipations of, or allusions to, what is a knack that seems to have been taken over yet to be told from biography, but should have no place in novel-writing. Again, it is sometimes wellnigh impossible to tell where the account of actual happenings ends and that of visions or imaginings incident thereto begins, so that the reader does not know whether he is still in the real world or has already striking instance of passed into the realm of dreams. this blending or overlapping is the shipwreck scene in The Wreck of the Anna Hollmann. It must also be admitted that some of the author's stories are overloaded with

— Frenssen ology

To begin with questions


episodes more or less irrelevant, and more or less awkwardly fitted in. But in spite of all these faults, Frenssen is never dull or tedious, unless he be so to readers who will have none but the telegrammic style of the ultra-naturalistic
school. And may it not be, therefore, that just by comparison with the nervous conciseness of this school, his leisurely, broad, and epic handling of matters has found








favor again among the many and, where it is overdone, has been passed by or pardoned? There is another fault observable in Frenssen's style, or rather in his tone, one that grows out of his intensely personal attitude toward his readers as well as toward his
it is his tendency to preach. This, too, distinguishes him from the class of writers just referred to, and yet not so fundamentally as it would seem at first


glance for only too often do their own supposedly impersonal and impressionistic stories contain a very personal

homily between the lines, and only too easily can the appropriate text be supplied by any one that knows the of novelistic art. The real difference is rather, that Frenssen announces his text by chapter and verse, so to speak, and thereby probably draws larger audiences from among all those who are not so much averse to preaching as they


are tired of perfunctory preachers within the church, and suspicious of disguised ones without. Provided, then, that a novelist does his preaching aboveboard and on a live issue

may at times become even sophomoric, and still not offend so many rhetorical, hearers by his frank fervor as some other exhorter by his It may well be doubted, however, feigned indifference. whether this homiletio feature of Frenssen's stories would have been made so prominent, had not critic and reviewer known that he was once a preacher by profession. So much for the reader's impression of Frenssen's success, or the lack of it, in matters pertaining mainly to the use of his tools. What albout the materials on which he
uses these tools; the setting or framework of his stories,
their characters, plots, and problems? As far as time is concerned, Frenssen's stories are set

of the day, or on an eternal issue, he

within our actual and, may we not say, exacting present, but not without some glimpses backward into an idealized,
inspiring past and, occasionally also, forward into an allurTheir palpableness and reality thus exceed ing future. their ideality a feature which cannot but strengthen their



appeal to the living generation of Germans whose grip upon the world that is, and the world as it is, or should be, grows firmer from day to day. corresponding advantage accrues to Frenssen's stories from their local framework. Generally speaking, the scene


of action is that portion of the German empire which, ever since its restoration, has encouraged and realized some of

the people's fondest hopes for a larger life, for a closer touch with the rest of the modem world, and for a freer

reserved and expansive power. It is a region where even the peasant is stirred to send his thoughts beyond the visible horizon when his low-roofed hut is shaken by the west wind coming from the ocean, or when the screaming sea gull follows his plow in the freshly drawn furrow. And more, it is a region whose people have just

play of



a special claim upon the patriot 's regard, for not only are they descended from former pioneers of German civilization, but they also retain most of the qualities that will

insure success in such service again, more particularly old Saxon hardihood, aggressiveness, and shrewdness. Now of these and other advantages inherent in the natural setting of his stories,


it is

Frenssen has made capital use. out of such elements that his insight into human

home and country, and his optimism, aided by genuine poetic feeling and by literary enthusiasm, rather than by literary subtleness, have enabled him to create a general atmosphere which it is both pleasant and
nature, his love of


to breathe.

In respect to his characters, Frenssen is likewise fortunate. Their most prominent traits are, on the whole, simple and few; minor traits and peculiarities provide for differentiation and variety; and the author's success in

almost guaranteed by his thorough familThere are great brutes among iarity with high and low. them, but the reader finds many more to love, admire, pity, or laugh at, than to detest or mourn as utterly lost, since the good pastor will go far to save even the black sheep of And here again we have a significant feature of his flock.

drawing them

Frenssen's stories tional, undercurrent


— ns their or — which, in so far ashumane, them off sets
call it

against the unrelenting modern novel of fate, may have contributed much toward their popularity. For it is evi-

dent that conservatives still doubt whether even the evolutionary novelist has followed the channel of fatalism far enough to be absolutely sure that it has not a by-pass somewhere. It is true, however, that Frenssen, though he shows considerable skill in delineating his characters by their actions and by what he tells the reader about them, is far less successful in marking or stamping them by their own talk, which, as a rule, lacks individuality of expression, and where it does not lack this, is apt to be either too bookish, or too facetious, or too jejune.
Still less skilful is Frenssen in the invention of plots and situations that will bear a critical examination as to their


this respect must be admitted reader. And yet, considering the by every unprejudiced fact that his most popular books contain some of the least

His weakness in

probable plots and situations, one is again forced to the conclusion that this and other easily defined faults of Frenssen are fully offset by less easily defined, because more general, merits, chiefly by the seriousness and candor with which he handles the deeper questions of life, and, above all, by his

grasp of the people's attitude toward such queswriting, as he does, mainly from the people's point of view and within their comprehension, it is also more or less futile to criticise him, or to account for his


popularity, from other points of view. cannot enter into the problems and questions which Frenssen deals with or touches upon, nor can we say much


about the manner in which he does it; but in justice to those among Frenssen's critics who are as serious and candid
as he, and respect the public no less, it is necessary to advert to a certain grave charge against him which, be it

wholly fair or not, shows that, in one point at


he has

tried the patience of his friends to the utmost.




however, realize fully that on almost all which can be said to have any bearing upon questions public welfare, Frenssen takes independent and high moral His attitude toward nation and state is one of ground.
ardent patriotism, without being in the least chauvinistic in fact, he does not hesitate to defend the peace movement against the jingoes who dare to quote so formidable an In social matters, his authority as Moltke on their side. not socialistic in a narrow partisan sympathies, though sense, are with the lower classes in every earnest and rational endeavor to better their lot. The beneficent changes wrought in whole communities by the Good Templars are acknowledged with unstinted praise, and the cry of the disinherited for land to live and work upon is heard repeatedly

Let us

even if the Bodenreform or Single Tax moveand kindred questions are not discussed as such. ment, Frenssen 's respect for learning and his admiration for the
in his books,

achievements of science are, like his love of art, great indeed; nevertheless, they are bounded by his philosophic and moral insight, which tells him that man cannot live by His criticism of the church as an science and art alone.

His religious institution is severe, and deservedly so. views are such as a liberal public is fast absorbing through every pore, but a conservative consistory cannot square with its dogma and, therefore, cannot tolerate in the pulpit. His specifically ethical teachings are based on brotherly love and faith in God, as best exemplified in the life of Jesus when stripped of its miraculous glitter and unveiled in all its human, and hence truly divine, glory. In view of all this, it is regrettable, to say the least, that Frenssen should have dealt differently, that is, inconsistently, with the one subject which, in some form or other,
love regarded as part and parcel of all novel-writing between man and woman. An imperative demand which



make upon

is, that he shall handle the good, bad, and indifferent sexual aspect of this theme without gloves. Frenspurely

the novel-writer

— for reasons

sen has done this


indeed he could not have done otherwise

and have given


a true picture of peasant life in Ditmarschen or elsewhere. He has done it, moreover, without too frequently, or unnecessarily, shocking the reader's sense of decency, and always without gloating over the mortification produced by the shock, which cannot be said of every

charge against Frenssen he has twice come close to traducing the reader's moral sense by appearing as an abetter of free love. For the first offense, in the thirteenth chapter of Holy Land, he was sharply and justly criticised by his friend Friedrich Paulsen, but this did not keep him from offending again, in the nineteenth chapter of Klaus Hinrich Baas, thus insisting, as it were, on a fatuous and ominous concession to a class of writers whose names should not be mentioned with his own. What Paulsen said of the objectionable episode in Holy Land applies with equal force to the one in Klaus Hinrich Baas; both should, and easily might, have been omitted as matter utterly foreign and extrinsic to the context, and their excision would even now be an improvement from every point of view. Their insertion or retention, however, is to be condemned, chiefly, on moral grounds, for a writer's privilege of introducing in
is the


— and this

his stories


evil is


to exist in actual life

involves the duty of bringing the evil-doer face to face with, at least, the most immediate and most obvious consequences
of his deed.

But Frenssen has

laid himself


to the

In both novels he suspicion of having evaded this duty. lets the tempted yield to their sexual passions, and then, instead of showing that they view the act in its relation to
the rights of their fellows

with their previous real question in a series of specious reflections which are

— as would have been consistent conduct — he makes them blink the

unworthy of himself, of

his readers, and also of his characters as representatives of a genuine, though not over-

fastidious or over-conventional, folk.


The reason why such lapses give pause to the thoughtful is not that he becomes concerned about Frenssen 's popularity, which, in so far as it was a mere vogue, has



already begun to decline, but rather that, when all is said and done, the reader still cares to see Frenssen's good name and influence outlast all popular acclaim. The author's good name, however, has been that of a man who, primarily and avowedly, started out on a mission to his countrymen, not merely to entertain them; and his influence has been strong enough to make people listen to his message even after they found it to be a very old and familiar one,

namely, the assurance that Christianity is in perfect harmony with the truest and best instincts of the German
national character.
If Frenssen, therefore, finds his interpretation of the message watched with something like jealousy on the part of the public, and scrutinized much more closely than the mere form in which he delivers it, he has

not the least ground of complaint for submission to such watchfulness and scrutiny is but the fair price that any mentor should be prepared to pay for the privilege of being listened to, and for the opportunity of shaping the collective

social conscience of a nation

no longer under the tutelage

of priest or despot. In conclusion, a word or two


be added here concern-

ing the choice of Frenssen's Life of Jesus as fitly representing his writings in general. It is not for our author's
liberal religious views that this chapter of Holy Land has been selected, nor for his chiaroscuro portrait of the historical Jesus, considered merely as portrait; but rather because no other selection coming within the compass of
this series exhibits so fully the essential characteristics of

Frenssen's style, insight, devotion, and enthusiasm; and also because nowhere else can the reader feel so deeply the strong undercurrent of seriousness which now and then rises to the surface of even the lightest kind of German literature and, for a while at least, swallows up all the driftwood and wreckage. If read with these considerations
in mind. The Life of Jesus cannot but aid in revealing the secret of Frenssen's successful appeal to national longings

and instincts, which he rightly divined to be but dormant, while other writers thought them to be dead.







has risen painfully out of the darkness of night. Its rise has taken many hundred thousand years. For hundreds of thousands of years men lived like foxes in ^ a land without trees or forests. Couching fearfully in caves in wakeful slumber, in cunning ambush or in wild attack, their existence was that of the animals,


and they had no consciousness of any
their peculiar qualities,



Gradually in the course of thousands of centuries and especially the shape of their raised men above the other animals. hands, Gradually, with many doubts, this recognition came first to one and then another, the most intelligent and bravest of the race. It took thousands of centuries before it was recognized by all that there is a difference between men and animals. And man is the master. But the darkness and confusion of the souls of animals endured for long ages in their souls,

were the terrors of animals; they feared the the reflections of water, the darkness of the wood, wind,
their terrors

Everything around them seemed possessed by unknown spirits; they had no knowledge of good and evil the differentiation of being afraid from not being afraid, of strength from weakness, of victory from defeat, exhausted their categories. Wandering in hordes and tribes from the centre of Asia, moving and propagating themselves like sparrows, growthunder and lightning.


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ing contimially, one horde constantly displacing another, they gradually spread over the whole face of the earth, and thus oame to different lands and different climates. Some tribes came beneath the exhausting heat of the burning sun; others to desolate regions; others to ice-bound chill,

succumbed, or were frozen and peoples perished centuries before our epoch; others are gradually being exterminated in our own times in Australia, America,
lost their vitality,

where they

out of existence.


of these tribes

and Africa; others, more fortunate, came to regions where strength and progress were forced upon them by the pressure of vigorous neighbors, by sun and wind and sea, by barley and wine. They raised their heads higher and higher, the eyes grew brighter, their foreheads more lofty. Slowly and painfully their fear of Nature died away. The bravest among them went boldly into the darkness; it is
the bravest child of a company of terrified children alone in the house that ventures into the dark corner. For long

they continued in fear of ghosts and tried to placate them by prayers and offerings very gradually, with the growth of man's power over Nature, these spirits lost their terrors. Evil spirits shrank back, and their powers dwindled, with the slow and gradual growth of a faint belief in good There arose a dim, uncertain apprehension that spirits. The right was not with the strong, but with the good. inner light of conscience burned up, and as its rays penetrated the mist the path of mankind was clearer; they had a guide, they could not wholly lose their way, they might come further than our dreams may know. But it was not the whole people, not the masses, that made a universal step in advance the light only shone in individuals. In a smooth sea the waves come gently swelling on, gray-blue, one after another, far out to sea, till lo, all of a sudden one wave rises higher than the others, leaps
; ;

up, and comes on splendid in





mankind, rise


its silver crown until it falls These men, the solitary crowned among that wave and fall even so, over their



and yet in their hours of illumination they rose to a high and gracious insight which the human spirit can " If I never outgrow. God. Greece ^schylus and Plato. . Persians. lasted for centuries. tearing" asunder the old nations of sensitive dreamers. subdued all other nations to their sway everywhere they rent and disturbed. Greeks. closed in. likely to spread over human life. fucius . Hebrews. Nature ' ' ! . . but devoted to the practical side of life. and had to suffer for having advanced beyond their age. There was a seething waters in the stream. no all waves rose putrefaction seemed . earth and heaven to me are naught. And in this wild confusion of dismembered nations there arose a horrible conflict of opinion. Jeremiah. and while mediocrity grew the grip closed fast so that the This inert silence inheritance. and it is only after its discovery that we are acquainted with the names of those Persia produced Zarathustra. — India Buddha Palestine Moses. no brooding over problems. Elias.THE LIFE OF JESUS 263 On the morning of the race the steps forward were slow we do not know the earliest names. All these men stood alone among their people." have thee. . began to putrefy. The and tentative art of writing was still unknown. The universe rises and falls in waves the exhausted Each nation stood vital force produced no more heroes. wild and almost childishly confused. . Even in them there still was much that was hard and dark. '^ I came not to hate but to love. crying." After the passing of these men there came a time of calm. in rigid silence. holding its inheritance in its closed hand. Germans. on the ocean of national life no wind blew. Then the sword descended on the peoples living round The Romans. the central sea. the calculation of material advantages. turmoil of beliefs like the turbulent confluence of seven men went and asked the philosophers for their opinion others abandoned themselves to the unrestrained transports of the Greek mystics. Isaiah. Egyptians. troubled by no search for truth. China Conholy heroes. a people vexed by no subtleties.

" The rain must come . when away. searching for happiness. there dwelt there in the vila population of farmers. also. in the south a great and brilliant town just as in our counthe huge. in the north the silent expanse of heather-covered hills. stood on Saturday with covered heads in the Jewish Synagogue. Thus men waited and talked and strained their eyes. the men who went on Friday to hear from the German soldiery how they worshipped Baldur and Freya under the beech-trees of their native land. So shall it be Nature! well with thee. Man cannot help searching for the meaning of life. a rustling begins to sound among the tree tops in front of their windows. hearing the teacher read from the ancient book. seeking in vain for the holiness of human goodness in those harsh imperial traits. . a hero in the mold of the holy heroes of old. Some raised their eyes in worship to the marble statue of a Roman Emperor. motley like country very comer of much in our country. thou art no more! day before the image of an Egyptian goddess. Its rising the rising and falling of the waves. At last Nature's time of rest came to an end. '' Keep my commandments. . . As .264 THE GERMAN CLASSICS " to kneel next man. * ' Thus at a time of long drought country folk stand in groups talking and arguing together. look at that cloud! . ' ' This confusion raged all round the Mediterranean. from the streets of Gibraltar to Persia there was nothing but What is the meaning of human life ? What is the meaning of God 1 What is truth ? Do you know what makes a human heart holy and joyous? " questioning and murmuring. a mixed race sprung from lages try." their thoughts are far . In one till it became a mighty roar. then suddenly in the night. Empire there lay a Schleswig-Holstein. and now once more a man arose. and falling is like over the withered nations. it is nothing. of the same size and narrow length and the same extended coastline. and from the east the rustling sound spread no.

centuries ago. was taken out of the country. under the cruel and It ineflScient 265 was an unhappy people. . and for them. the people were drained dry with direct and indirect taxation. There was a small. They were men occupied in laborious which leaves the mind free to wander off into strange dreams and brooding abstractions men occupied in toil for daily bread that left the soul free to raise itself to God. The crowning misfortune was that the people was divided against itself. suffering government of a corrupt princeling in the north. dwelling scattered all over the country. they sought out some eternal truth respectable to comfort them for themselves. The Church was too cold.THE LIFE OF JESUS two excellent stocks. Foreign capital devoured the land as a wolf the sheep. In the great capital in the south a huge temple arose. but rather the lowly and humble. and many teachers attached to it. uncomprehending acceptance." labor. all to be maintained at the popular expense. but had held fast to the belief that the eternal did not cherish the proud and rich. there was a seething confusion in politics and in religion. in times of like necessity. their parents had not lost courage. stiff. manual Only the few'rose to such heights of faith. thousands of priests. superficially educated. and money is power. ornate consistories. One party was composed of the quiet people. and they fell into two well-defined camps. Then there was the Church. with vast halls and courts. The second party was the Liberals. lofty. and monopolies officials stole and peculated in all directions all the money. and an imperial legate in the south. customs dues. high and low. and reading there in joyful amazement how. and to them would one day send a " Saviour. who spread its tenets through the land. the piety of the majority was a dull. . with its extravagant claims. burying themselves after the day's work was done in ancient records and prayerbooks. . highly respectable Liberal party in the capital composed of rich men who. especially in the villages and on the moors. enjoyed the present and were hand .

* ' mighty party. rigid for us. the energetic men of aspiring disposition. the party of narrow." and the quiet country ' ' folk resisted. tramps. away with dead formulas and commandments. Their Maintenance of national religion and programme was customs in opposition to everything foreign. too narrow. . no asylums. the other was composed of men of an inferior social grade. in front of the very doors of the rich. saying. give alms seven times go to church daily alter nothing. who accursed foreign beliefs. a biting gibe that hit both They are publicans and sinners. orthodox patriotism. by far the most powerful. we seek ' ' You are too proud. Liberals resisted. improve nothing this is the way to please the Almighty. minor officials of the Empire in the customs and police departments. and bred more beggars. To reward us He will send us -a hero. too God after our own fashion. and the more frivolous. stood guard over what it considered *' purity " and " holiness. we have our br^ad to earn. and vagabondage of the country skulked up and down the high roads parties: " or the village lanes." " Pray seven times a day. ''Live and let live. saying. We day in praying and washing and going to church. sacred books. wash seven times a day. ruling the people with tyrannical might. There were no physicians. . and sick folk. no social sympathy of any kind. All the crime. . caring little for abstract principles. misery. full of petty and malign suspiciousness. The third party was the Nationalists." Over and above these three great parties there were swarms of homeless beggars. no hospitals. reading in our old. a will free us from the Saviour." The Nationalists invented a nickname to express their contempt for these unpatriotic people. The Nationalists cast out alms as the creed bade them. adventurous sections of the working classes. and have no time to spend all pondering in the night-time.266 THE GERMAN CLASSICS and glove with Church and State. inspected all the prayer meetings and schools in the The country." Clad in its rotten armor this ' ' .

drink. smmnoning together its forces for a mighty outbreak. clear eyes. Forty years later the great Nationalist party. Will he come from Heaven? Will he come from the people? Listen! do you hear a rustling in the trees? God. . roused the whole people to an ill-fated insurrection which ended in bloody annihilation. indeed. Restless. tyrannized over by a harsh and grasping Government whose faith was not theirs. promised us? Laugh! Let us eat. Joseph the son of Jacob. of the marriage. seeing and learning all that village life among an The first child intelligent and vigorous race can afford. and Mary. both of ancient and noble though mixed descent. my body faints for Thee in the scorched and . a people miserable and torn by opposing factions. . Jesus by name." In the north. but. . for tomorrow we die. . as their hero said. on the moors between lake and sea. . . The man seems either to have died rather young or married somewhat late in life. . The couple had five children. and be merry. a tender and sympathetic soul whose inner light. . burning clearer as his childhood advanced. there dwelt a man and his wife. who grew up in the fair village. . " Help must It is the end of the world! come Is it . The people survived.THE LIFE OF JESUS 267 Such was the condition of this nation by the sea. what is coming? the hero who has been . parching land. . for it is a remarkable fact that this mother of a hero seems to have had no comprehension of the inward greatness of her son. Count up your resources. had a pair of deep. translated what it saw into something of sweet and precious significance. . This brought her no distinction. His wife lived to see her children grow up. My soul thirsts for Thee. . . it cried aloud. Eternal Power! help. which saw and understood all the peaceful pictures presented to them. our Father. round which the wild beasts are already sharpening their teeth as they cower in the darkness. like a flock standing in the night without a shepherd.

stood with the flowers they had picked in their hands. do you think just listen!" And they heard the sound of singing and jubilation in the The village. they heard in the street that the richest farmer in the village had died. child got up and went out to the door to listen to the singing. and misers to boot. In the evening he told his mother that the neighbor's son had left home in anger and gone out into strange lands. . He had stood for hours in the street in the darkness.268 THE GEBMAN CLASSICS child The went out with the laborer to plough. and found it in the morning. saw his mother's sadness when she was expecting her youngest child. looking at ** In such the lights in his father's house. ugly world. In the morning he told his mother how the bridesmaids had gone through the village at night with blazing candles in their hands. He bound up in them pricked his hands. in the evening of the same day a neighbor ran in to tell them that the farmer's wanton son. he stood at the door with the other children to watch the wedding of a village maid. . . as he returned home with his father. and the thistles that were . . of human life? rags! . helped to bind the sheaves. gazing far across the land to the blue sea in the west. slowly on the shepherd stopped to relate how he spent all night in searching for a sheep. white. who three years ago had left his father's house and the village with proud . so great was the parents' joy at his recovery. ready for harvesting. He saw the cornfield on the hillside as it lay. had returned home. and the people declared that he and his brothers were bad men. . and as the sheep went through . in the evening of the same day. clad in rags. they . what . words and headstrong anger. . And now. . trouble following in his wanton footsteps. . With his companions he went up into the hills when the first flowers appeared in the fields. Late and his weather-beaten face beamed with joy. He saw the shepherd coming the village with his flocks. and her sudden joy when she held the new-born babe in her arms. . The town child? what does the town child know of the Only a wretched. of Nature. .

*' Stand aside a a shy. he read out God 's many commandments with brows liim. the riddle of birth and death. Then the teacher laid aside the book and took up another. to listen to an earnest teacher. Then the chil' ' Happy." He came dreaming again. the more the outer world faded away there burned up in his soul a still. . Some of these brooding heroes ." The veil child's eyes became quieter and quieter. the childish soul stood in the holy hall. . wondering eyes. Every Sabbath as boy and youth he stood among the other villagers in the village school and meeting-room. . and the voice of the gloomy. and " now now soon I shall see the radiance of Heaven. but in his soul there was no darkness. veil after sank down over them. .. the lofty doors that soon would open. He played with the other children. sad. a Nationalist and clerical. before — — Jesus he is lost in dreams. God and conscience. seeking a way by which a tender human soul might win its way through life without sorrow or punishment. guilt and justice. bright light that filled it wondrously with its glowing purity and gracious warmth. how they brooded alone. . * ' . his face bearing the traces of a gentle sadness. The boy listened in shy bewilderment. . . but it often happened that almost involuntarily he would step aside from the gay throng as if some invisible voice had said earnestly to him." If . * ' Thou shalt Thou shalt sternly knit. look. . all The village child sees in miniature the it is. whole world and that in he stood aside and looked with quiet. is dren came and waked saying to one another. thou dost so-and-so. *his eyes still misty with the sweet remembrance.THE LIFE OF JESUS little 269 corner. back to the others. who read with slow solemnity from the old chronicles and psalms. serious man warmed and his eyes burned as he read of the heroes who had arisen of old among the people as the birds rise out of the heather. thoughtful child He was life on at little. thou shalt please God.. searching for an answer to the weary riddle of human life. .

the bravest and purest of them all: till fell asleep." From this glorious citadel they speak to their people with a glowing courage shining in their eyes. fear was fled. far into the night he beheld in dreams the brave and holy heroes. of the devil. with such beating hearts. but not by their own unaided strength. Children run fearfully through the darkness. Seven the sick people in the village! or angels sent by the devil lodge within the spirits how they plague . and the he Saviour to come. who dwelt above in the blue realms of Heaven surrounded by good angels. these heroes rushed in blind and eager confidence on their adventurous search for truth and faith to the feet of the Eternal Reality. Mortal destiny depends on the fortune of the war raging day and night between God and His satellites and the devil and his. the boy listened to these stories of the holy heroes his pure young heart swelled with a secret and lofty joy. Like them. were among them. '' Eternal Reality. terrified by their till. terrified. all sickness and madness comes from the evil probably his parents spirits. banished to the remotest comer behind the heavy gray clouds on the northern verge of the sky. tell them of the misery of godlessness." was forgotten. of the glorious hope of wondrous help from God. the ancient dreams that he heard his parents and their neighbors discussing. till at last they find themselves in their mother's outstretched arms. with their passionate belief in the goodness of God. where for a while they sob stormily.. we believe that Thou art goodness. with his company of bad angels. they laugh again. their terror subsiding. of the great goodness of God.270 did force a THE GERMAN CLASSICS way through night and terror.. They spoke of God. and there cried. and of the Saviour who was to come to purify and bless the land. own daring. and His tender spirit drank in the ancient beliefs. their passionate love for their unhappy people. his cheeks glowing with happiness. There were in the village a number of upright. As " Thou shalt . unlettered families who belonged to the quiet country party.

set the land. sounding pure and strong and penetrating above all other notes. And he criticised them all. and this it was. sounding clearer. He saw the devil fall like a flash of lightall his ning. yet. the note which the holy heroes of old had Let me comprehended and to which they had responded. of God or of the devil. the rule of With the help God upon earth all over of God he will Thus the boy heard all the beliefs held by the Church and among the people in this time of trouble and disquiet. — impoverished royal house. too. man could perform superhuman actions the dead could rise from the earth and walk." ' * . Some say he is to be an angel and fall down from Heaven. some day there will be an end of all sorrow and trouble caused by strangers and by evil spirits. he lived in a world For him. till the day of his death. The Saviour will come the greatest of all the holy heroes. a gift that marked him out.THE LIFE OF JESUS maniac it 271 living at the far is they who make him end of the village with his parents utter the shrieks that resound . he believed that Satanic emissaries possessed the He believed that with the help insane and the diseased. stronger year by year. Like his people and his times. the note that had not yet been struck people — by other nations. angels descended from Heaven of wonders. rejoice in Thy grace that Thou hast seen my tribulation and hast troubled Thyself for the need of my soul. A time will come when all this shall be changed. . Then the people will be free and holy and happy. from up the moor villages of the north to the capital in the south. He in the music of his nature all the notes comprehended sounded by the words of people and by the ancient books. but one supreme note rose in him. he never despised or cast away a single belief or superstition. through the streets. others he is to be a man descended from some ancient. life long. dominating and subduing all the note that had ceased to sound among his other notes in his time. But there was a trait of greatness in this growing son of man.

princes of the Church. Wandering through the valley. he is only a boy. while the merchant stood on the bank with his purse to see what they had caught. for God and His command- ments come before will that one should not it were really God's a finger on the Sabbath. he heard the complaints of the unhappy people of his cruelty and of his ruling vice he saw the countless numbers of the homeless poor. reaching the sea-beach. . of sordid ideals. On their way home the peasants discussed whether the Nationalists were right in saying that the stipulated gifts must be made to the priests. that in a time of dull acquiescence. . however. and died for this belief in the freshness of his youth. and bewilderment craft in the village. in the midst of the hungry misery of the people. The people followed blindly. Could God be so petty and so jealous? They pondered deeply over this as they went filial love. crowds of soldiers and He took officials railing against them at the street comers. His real heroism lay in . corners stood the Nationalists in grave mourning garments. he had held up a high and lofty belief in the goodness of God. he saw the pearlfishers' boats dancing on the surge. down the dry river-bed. He passed through the poverty-stricken moorland . going in their silken raiment to a At the street rich banquet given by the foreign governor. gabbling the prayers. whether . cherishing in wondering doubt His profound and marvelous thoughts. giving the rich priests their poor savings. filling the synagogues. As yet. a three days' journey with some of the villagers down to the huge temple in the capital. Then came early youth. and confused aims. villages to the inland lake standing before the castle that the evil princeling had built. the sick . even move to help man or beast in trouble. uncertain of . he saw respectable Liberals. and the insane lying in the streets. He learned a He became a carpenter and left the village. There. a youth. even though one's own aged parents perished of starvation. he saw the ruins of the house which had been torn up by the last earthquake then. himself.272 THE GERMAN CLASSICS this.

If only all men could share in the village said.he reached his thirtieth year. as innocent as a babe at the breast. Time passed on . Thou throned in Heaven. caught like fish in a net. a poor. answering came hardly to him. in the lily girl standing at the door. of holy earnestness. my eyes. my happiness are my thoughts ? Send the need of my people. shaken by godlike thoughts. A queer creature. our eyes look to God." Others shake their heads and say. " He is a strange man.THE LIFE OF JESUS 273 their way. that's all. wheat. Great is my belief. what am 1 1 what soon the holy Saviour. but he only cast his eyes down. but he left them. in the village think ! A few wise. His eager eyes rehis craft and all that Nature and life presented to him. penetrating like the rays of the sun through all appearances. People in the village would ask his advice in difficult matters. till suddenly one of the quietists struck up an " To Thee I raise old song in a quivering voice. till such time as He has mercy upon us. . busy with his craft. again with unspeakable fears. '' What will become of him? Let him be only wait some day he will soar aloft like the '^ What is he! eagle. . but. building and repairing houses in the village. behold." up He returned to the village in silence. with love. He found joy in the waving field of garded blossoming on the pond. Eternal Power. All phenomena were to him merely a symbol of the eternal power that lay behind *' Thou art all goodness and them. In the home of his parents he dwelt quietly." Vol. He was now thrilling with joy. but they did not stay. full of profound wisdom. patient men and say. restless son of man. . as the eyes of a servant are directed to the hand of the Master. reached their inner cause. a genius in being. in the young no thought of touching or gathering them. XVII — 18 ." ! The people They did not guess that behind those pure and limpid eyes He lay a soul that grew every day in depth and insight." They saw and knew no more. dark and obscure. deep in thought. the secret and eternal power behind them. himself knew it not.

a man arose. desperate spirit woods or on the moors. my people. Go out. despair. In the south. ' ' appeared. or never. Have we reached ''People! people! hear what I say.. Does our need reach the end of life and of every hope? up to our throats? Then you know how the old books — ' run. who sit in church and at the court all the lying hypocrites who live in luxury and care nothing for the wretchedness . they were bound down to poverty and madness. " I make thee to be a pillar of iron and a wall of brass against the whole land. then drew their breath hard. for he must be hard. The whole land was oppressed and restless. help come to the parching land? Now. heroes it was said. Leaden clouds stretched from the sea to the lake. against its Gtjvernment. he comes! Look! He comes a man of wondrous powers. .' He the is quite near." Then the first peal of heavy thunder broke over the land. From an old decaying royal stem shall shoot out a young branch.274 THE GERMAN CLASSICS is not yet come. arise! I . of the south. twice. smooth and silky. . against its Church. see ^' whether the storm is rising." There is nothing. the Liberals. holy heroes sprung from the despairing He stood and spoke. the flame sprang high in the Some eager. who is to stand alone against the whole people. He will harry and slay the oppressors and carry terror among the people. father. soul and spirit are not yet God is still forging and hammering.1 am the Saviour ! The Government stamped the fire out with fierce When will imprecations. half-laughing gladness. Come he must . ! ! power hand and on of God within him the angels of God on his right his left. The Nationalists. against the whole population . . Of the old clear. a man like one of the old. not far from the capital. ' ' " Arise.. child. with their self-satisfied piety. must indeed be of iron. What he spoke was halfpeople. from the heather hills of the north to the great town Once. a heavy bur- His hour ' ' den lay upon their souls.



The Liberals laughed. He will destroy them all. shall dwell in peace and happiness in a land purified and free. are ye. while they them- selves do not stir a J&nger. Foiled. . these are they whom He wants. *' The piety which the Church teaches wants pure. they His free and gladsome people. " What? the Saviour is to come as ? our What a fool the man is " All the ! enemy unhappy people ! that! does he say? Misery at an end? " and they went to him in crowds. when He has driven forth the enemy and slain those who ruin the people. And the clear note penetrated to in the land leapt up.THE LIFE OF JESUS of the people. ^nd pray all the time without all these people are an abomination to the Lord and to His Messenger. a note is What the silent depths of that divinely quickened soul dwelling in the quiet northern village. such were the 275 who lay heavy burdens on the people as if commandments of Grod. He their glorious King. '' Live and let live " The proud Church party stared. *' What quiet. . And when He has done all this. spoke to a despairing So the alarums ring out before the break of day people. they load their country's land with debt. What . ye poor and pure in heart? How ! few ye my people! all Away of the with Hark! He comes! Purify your souls! evil from heart and life Hark the steps ! Son of God!" So he spoke in broken words. devour its houses. comes over to land with a roar. then the others. it pauses for a moment. the oppressed. thick beeches round the woodland pond. with concentrated force against the stubborn resistance of the trees as they crash to the ground it throws itself upon the pool. Such a storm now arose . . ceasing. the quiet people of the country. holy men. . expends its first headlong onset in vain against the high. is false? God Yes. Where are. The whole people heard his voice. over the army lying in uneasy sleep on the battlefield opposite the foe. to dash does he say? . lashing and torturing it. ." At night in autumn a storm rises in the western sea. to Jesus the carpenter.

as clean as the white sand. we who now in the depths of his silent soul.276 THE GERMAN CLASSICS ** What does he say? the Saviour is coming now? now! now the great long-proinised wonder is to be ? the people is to be free and happy now ? Our need is at our throats. . . An ill treated. of distraction by visionary dreaming or restless wandering from its true What course. . and despairing people. his soul. I will go and see the man. was roused at once to insight and to action. . and oppressed. so that we may dwell in a pure and happy land under the holy hero. does he say? Pure men are to live in a pure land? How can a man become pure? He does not know. . . ." When he reached his destination on the evening of the second day he found crowds gathered together from all directions. I ' ' ' ' . I can point the way pure borne that knowledge in my soul since I was a child? Have * ' . this supreme moment. . Yes. *' The Saviour. . vowed. . he is coming yes. kneeling down in the stream that flowed in its bed of white sand down into the valley. Do I know? The Do I know? life? have I not Yes. freed from the dangers which has beset it among the silent moors. As he went the Eternal Power glowed and worked within him. They looked up to the one strong man who spoke to them of the downfall of the King and of the rich and of the pious Church party. . in the other a happy life in a free land. What does he look like? What will he be like? God and the spirit of goodwill work powerfully within him. No one knows. betrayed and cheated by King and Church. And so the quiet young master laid aside hammer and measure." Thousands came to him. from west and east. . . now! now. ** Our souls shall be as pure as the water. from the great town in the south and the moors in the north. . . and. The Saviour is coming. made a deep impression on the northern peasant. are meek. confused." This sight. lowly. with his hands upon their heads. and foretold the time of bliss at hand for all who were free from sin. the Messenger from God is at hand in one hand he holds death.

it is at hand now it must come. . pure. Thy child. I announce it. in whom I am well feel and to pleased. seemin'g in that action utterly to abro! Father. he knelt down in the white sand among the others. For two. . a herald of eternal truth like the holy heroes of old ! A messenger from God. broodiug. tonely and desolate region. . . as Fatherly love? I have been Thy child since I could think at all. Father.THE LIFE OF JESUS 277 I not always seen Thee. . as I am! gate his will and to hand over his whole being in passionate self -surrender into the hands of the sacred and everlasting Power above him. ." accepted this passionate surrender of his pure '* mil. show him to me." He arose and stepped back. loving. in the new and rapturous illumination of joyous thoughts and sublime presentiments he understood clearly the vague misery. Thy people Father. moment of wrapt and wholly blissful ecstasy he seemed to ' ^ . beloved. . who art goodness and truth. '' I am a prophet. who is he? Overcome b}^ the waves of thought and feeling that surged through his soul. When I reach step. I am Thine. The kingdom of Heaven is at hand. his " Father in Heaven. Happiness is at hand for my poor people. That night he stayed in the district. hear that the Eternal Power. Yes. that Thy Kingdom come Bring all to Thy knees pure and happy . and as he wandered over the barren moor his heart became heavier and heavier at every At last he stood still. Happiness is coming to my poor people: the Kingdom of Heaven! it is at hand. Thou art my beloved son. Help. the singing joy of his childhood. In communion wdth Thee all sin is wiped away. what am I to do 1 where is the Saviour 1 Father. I His messenger! the last of His messengers. who is he 1 Father. my will is Thine my " and in a Father. . the Saviour! Next morning he hours he walked till set out his northward. * ' . homeward way brought him three into a Here the lofty feelings that had surged up in him sank. holy and everlasting power.

. . my brothers." His fear of others. and the Prince will have me put in prison. and then Sword in hand and then the say. I will clothe myself in gorgeous raiment.. lonely man. but first will my mother. . . I must alter it. but again his courage sinks. alone. ' ' What The I have to say to them is quiet. must stand up and say Purify your hearts. purify your lives. . So I must alter it a little. God The day passed and avaunt. Or can I? I am the wisest in the land. begging his . the ruler of '* * ' night descended he cowered at the edge of the cliff. evil . a poor. men The The Nationalists and the Prince! be suspicious. you spirits of of the village! . shall I help my people begs. I have power over men. . his vanity. too lofty. stood by his side and said to him. Later he told his friends. miracles. yes. or with Thy word alone? " All night his soul sought for a way of escape like a caged wild beast that ramps restlessly up and down. home tomorrow and . He Show me the truth. the second will threaten. No. messengers of Satan. and strength comes to him for a moment.. tortured by hideous doubt. I." . Out with swords! That I cannot do. ''Add something of earth to the pure work of God. ' ' ! ! . I will listen the evil spirits. appearing from the darkest quarter of Heaven. he prays again. all the rich . .278 THE GERMAN CLASSICS evening. to Father in Heaven " to give him strength and light. . shall I announce what will please them? Shall I alter a little what God says within me I . Tell me. the kingdom of Heaven is at hand. who have always been ' : so shy silent. no. I am the Saviour people will rally round me. He prays. and they believed what had become a part of the popular faith that Satan. . and splendid deeds. a man in the bitterest extremity of need. too sacred. all his sensual desires . glaring in vain at the bars through which he cannot pass. with Thy sword and Thy word.' They are all expecting a holy hero who shall free us with sword and word from the foreign yoke. God's voice has never your said that to me.

to show me in Thy own good time whether I am indeed the Father in Heaven. the northern At last he arose it is He who helped mankind. He was so stainless. " I will do victorious.THE LIFE OF JESUS 279 fought with a strong man's strength against that stronger part of him that was pure and holy. troubling myself not at all about other men. Help me. Drawing a long. shrinking back. the courage." He ' ' stands there pure ' free. and the truth of a single man. and I must I leave it to Thee raise it without the help of the sword. deep breath. He thought of the rapture of the momentary communion In passionate prayer he clung to of his soul with God. save that his soul was rent asunder and his inner Often Out with your he came near to adding something of earth. not doubt. so pure. All day the struggle lasted. Thy blessed kingdom is at hand. close to his and . and He helped him. Thy work and Thine alone." Saviour. without I will believe and the sword. he said. close Father in Heaven. Angels from Heaven Then. he went northward with no more doubt His will was now at rest. the knees of his Father in Heaven. he turned again on to the moor. But he was very brave. Often he was in great danger of betraying his Father in Heaven and returning home the same quiet craftsman that he had left it. do the pure and gracious will of God. the duke. Certainly the Eternal was by his side. desiring only to I will do Thy will. Yet the work was his own. carpenter. without any earthly help. announce the coming of Thy kingdom and Thy rule in my country. life desolated by the reproachful voice of conscience. I am the holy leader whom God has promised swords The whole future of humanity depended on the you. in his hands the purest task in the world. At times he turned to go northward. and then. ' to the Eternal Power." in his heart. prison by But all fear was gone from him. Jesus. he was made strong. '' The report followed him. it is him we must thank. * ' He went north. he is to die at the The Baptist has been put in hangman's hand. * * ! stood round him." purity of soul. and fear was gone from him.

and recovering of sight to the blind. death itself. He arose. and as they looked at him they saw this was no dry teacher. and the poor. the trembling. marveled and rejoiced. human life will be as resplendent as the halls of God. Poor. to set at hberty them that are bruised. Give yourselves to Him and be His children. lonely pondering had taught him to understand the spake ground tones of human life. all of them. I must cleanse my people so that they that bliss in the nearness of God which has been may find . the promised time of happiness is come. and for the first time went up to the desk and opened the ancient chronicle. evil conIn the light of happiness science.280 THE GERMAN CLASSICS In two days he reached his native district. All day his heart ached with a passion of pity for the misery and need where all might have been sweetness." So he spake. now. the oppressed. but a man whose deepest soul was stirred and possessed by the spirit of God. and all the shadows that weigh on human life will disappear. and rejoice. avoiding his native village. Because he anointed : * ' preach good tidings to the poor He hath sent me to proclaim release to the captives. me is at hand. Arise speak Thou art My dear son. He went on his way from place to place. the blessed time of which the prophets to . which said to him. believe my words." Laying the book down he drew a deep breath. his eyes shining with joy and the any authority of the Eternal. He rose without doubt or any fear. Speak! It is My will that thou sayest what thou sayest and doest what thou doest. Listen. and his long years of silent. the kingdom of Heaven is beginning among us." his * ' ! ! The eagle now began to fly. to proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord. and said. Give The kingdom of yourselves to Him! be His children! Heaven is at hand. Avoiding own village he made his first appearance as a preacher in a village that lay to the east of it. oppressed people. *' The ancient scripture is being fulfilled now. sorrow. and found no rest for the anguish of *' his compassion. He read the place where it is written The spirit of the Lord is upon me.

: sparkling spring. of their souls. freed from sin and sorrow. its nature is divine it must succeed in casting forth Satan and his friends. . And in the evening the fishers were sitting and standing on the shore beside their boats they had listened to him ** a^nd seen him. * ' . A storm shall blow through the land and set the people free from evil. the eager shall carry the sluggish with them. . the quiet overcome the cold-hearted pietists. Seven times seven and you may eat this and you may not do that. It was natural that he roused Excitement spread all through the northern district. the good shall conquer and convince the evil. Give thy soul to thy Father in Heaven and to thy fellow-men then. and on the Sabbath. Simon why have you sat all day for freedom and happiness. who looked back from the desperate misery of the present to the glory of the past and yearned piety. Once more men talked of great questions at their doors and by the fireside: these were great times when they talked of their God. I will make it come to pass. Stir and excitement took the place of the old lassitude. his love. thou art blessed." The whole day he was filled with the immovable courage that inspired the early heroes. them. ." Such was his faith. to a people of quick understanding. I will conquer my brethren and make them approach God in the joyful spirit which is mine. of their country. his hope and he announced it in words like morning dew or the water of a deep and shall rule over the people . : : ' ' ' ' . Downcast eyes looked up: they began to sing and hum in voices that had lost their music through long disuse. The soul is made for goodness. . and what one is allowed to do. The quiet men were well pleased with him '* He doesn't count off on his fingers what one has to do. deep and ancient race.THE LIFE OF JESUS 281 mine since my childhood. Who can attend to all these commandments ? He speaks the one simple truth. each man under his own roof tree. : . God and His angels under His protection they shall be pure and happy. his passage from village to village was like a bridal train. so and so. .

Brother. he followed him with blanched face. He showed them the happiness of a soul relying in love on the goodness of God. . by the visions of madness or the grip of infectious disease. you brooder. as he passed. heavy in comparison are the commandments of the Synagogue. Matthew. compelled by those wonderful eyes and the force of that spotless goodness. And afterward comes the kingdom of God. weaved ambition. and * his eyes fixed on the ground. the evil conscience. the misdeeds. the struggle for existence.. and. . you who are the most lively of all as a rule? What do you say to the man? " Simon of the boat. or ill- All the sick who had . man who goes with him.. so that he rose slowly to his feet. ting cast a long look toward him a look that went through and through the man. staring. . The Nationalists said to them: '* Pray seven times. often from their childhood on. To give one's soul to God. foredoomed to Hell. and dwelt apart in deserted and ruin- . He ' ' : It is a light yoke and a soft burden indeed. to have one's life filled with love and truth." they heard this they rejoiced and said unto ** What can one say to that? It's the absolute truth. outcasts. and lay down your office. and. taking up his cloak. look after my boat got up from the edge ' and my nets. in the houses of their relatives all those who had been driven from their homes by melancholy. another: : When lain in misery. What do you say. side. If you don't do this and that you are sinners. The burden of a life far from God is too heavy How for mortal shoulders to bear: but we can bear it with a brave and innocent heart if one rests like a child against the knees of God.. did not rebuke he did not curse. Blessed is the .'* .282 THE GERMAN CLASSICS without saying a word." He did not so. what do " The same evening he saw Matthew sityou think of it ? at his desk in his publican's office. I will follow him and be always by his The small officials surrounded him: he was their man. the anxiety.. was'h. his lips trembling.

. All believed that for some sin they had committed they were now inhabited by emissaries of Satan. To them. but all the sick lay in the street. be not afraid.'* Saviour! " They aloud Behold. Ten thousand sick there and one physician! And he? He knew one thing is. Thou art the child of God ? A child then he could help. Now cried . ' ' ' ' of . them than others. Evil spirits speak with ." *' shall not Thy Kingdom cry to his all who were ready to their stand on God's side. a passionate '' Father in Heaven. . When there met him on the other side an eager faith. this gracious. ^' There is an end joy and irresistible hope in his heart. rejoice. gentle son of man. there can be no sickness in the kingdom of Heaven. the possessed. an utter dependence of the diseased and weakened will on the courage shining in his stainless eyes. Round him they gathered. . paint the picture in sufficiently moving This people had. He must be able to help us. cursing. aided by no doctor. Come. sick. arise ' ' . give me thy hand. . come in this land. with nothing but joy. He is like the holy Behold. in whom a spirit of evil dwells. Now help had come: help from God. Am I he? am. a spirit from God dwells within him. my Lead me not their lips.THE LIFE OF JESUS OTIS all 283 hovels — these — and there were thousands of them — came in wild excitement. . If I The Saviour? . now . sheltered by no roof. . no more sick among language. The joyful kingdom of Heaven is at hand " to all sorrow. There was on his side a holy longing to help. . beseeching humanity: lost souls in crippled bodies. The demon of disease fell away like discarded rags from It is impossible to — put away evil from them. behold They cried aloud heroes of old God dwells within him. a crowd ! ' ' : ! ! ' ' of groaning. ahnost feverish in its intensity. perhaps. . the Saviour ** ! he is the The cry rang through him. he came. to take He could heal when heart and will came to meet him. ." into temptation! people are in my hand. . God cannot be . . consoled by no compassion. this child of God. .

in trembling faith. thou art free from the ' ' have no power upon thee. " if God and man stand together? The first dark clouds rose in the smiling sky. trembling poor He bent over." The sick man looked up at him. and something of his entreaty in his eyes. crowding up to door and window. something of his confident certainty Since thou hast come in paspassed into the sick man. three. He bore spring storm went through the little land. Immediately the house was full of people. his father and mother took up the litter in which he lay.284 THE GERMAN CLASSICS In the evening he came to a village by the lake. who had lain for years speechand crippled in a morbid trance. There was a loud outcry on all the surging crowd turned their eyes to him in passides. In the village there was a hysterical young man. The kingdom of Heaven had really begun. The land is now becoming it shall now be done on earth. and entered the dwelling of an acquaintance." It was a sick man raised himself. coming to the house. Strong arms raised the litter. at the same time.hitherto only been done in Heaven. . and lowered the sick man to Jesus' feet. less come in. Everywhere the rule. Two. the storm and the storm bore him. ''Let us ' ' : holy desire to help. the kingdom of God shall have might! His will has. sionate entreaty. "It is clear: the w^hole people will be A won. cried. with no strength of mind or body. You can help you must help the man." It was impossible. and a Holyland is free and happy. Now. supposed by himself and the villagers to be smitten by evil spirits. evil power the : evil spirits great time. sionate expectancy." With a cry the "Arise and walk. holy. Thou art the child of God: His time is come. It was the faith of the whole country that a Saviour was Thereto bring about the kingdom of Heaven upon earth. What can resist. removed some of the beams of the flat-wooden roof. soon after his appearance. and. there began to be questionfore.

how good he that he shall fulfil the law. ' Physical suffering. How could you say this was he? Do you not know that the Saviour shall be descended from an ancient royal house. but the emancipation of a whole ' people from all the ills of mind. The goal to which his path led was not the release from sickness of a hundred sick. pure in heart. and now it surged perpetually round him like the surf dashing against the cliff. destroy the This is not oppressors. Then. how blessed the work of his hands. body.. gracious in spirit. rose up like a giant and pressed him from his path. child and man I will be the Saviour that my Father ! * * : wills. as now." " Make me healthy! and me! and my brother! and my child! If you can do that you are the the Saviour." He saw the deep gulf that separated his faith and the faith of his people: he saw that they did not understand him." The hero knew that he was the Saviour: " I am he for whom his own holy spirit said to him: ye wait. this is not he.THE LIFE OF JESUS ings 285 among the people. heal all the sick. it : *' Is this the Saviour? ' ' " They Think pondered deeply over Is this he ? Yes. the Saviour. ''Be the Saviour of our dreams " He stood firm. material faith: he saw that they always desired to confound his teaching with this old material faith. demanded with the furious hunger of a concealed desire. physical needs. this is he. The people said to him. I am he for whom ye wait and I will declare that I am. that they could not free themselves from the old." Then they began to doubt again. people were never tired of pro'' Health is the highest good. Look at his eyes: he is the blessed Son * ' is. for I can bring my people to the blessed accomplish- ment of the kingdom of God. and estate by bring- . pounding as a final and irrefragable doctrine. No. Messiah." Then there fell a shadow over that pure and lofty spirit. of God. The sick and the insane wer^ importunate in their entreaties: and so it came to pass that he became a worker of miracles. and create an empire upon earth.

finger. The Nationalists and clericals. " rejoice and help one another on the Sabbath. those who have everything? They need no I love those who seek to be purified and healed. priests. There is men . inlike sunshine. They regarded him with dark. to and senseless interpretation by Ms He thought. and agents to the poor populations of the north. Yes. who hunger and thirst after strength. But now that there resounded from the north the clear note Our Father in Heaven has set up His in our land." They came to him with uplifted hands. and roused him anew in the midst of his desire to dream alone in lonely fields." kingdom to the great temple. the strong." '' Yes. . dwelling in close proximity used to send their least important teachers. from the capital. * ' . he opposed their distorted truth. And so these leaders of religion and patriotism sent to the north their most harsh and fervent agents. " The whole people blessed and holy beneath the sceptre of God. A new trouble came from the south. actively opposed to the Church. too." But a few days later. in spite of their gloom. would be aroused his brave and stainless soul still cherished the dream. embittered by the discovery of their own impotence." he said. mockingly why should I trouble about tlie righteous. physician. knitted brows. you shall fast. rising gigantic before him. they. ' ' : they realized that tlie question was highly serious." said he. they went before the people." In clear words. glowing with goodness. He will make us free and blessed. " " God says. says. which came deed. Carried away by the enthusiasm of the people. and " the publicans. he thought that. and a spirit of restlessness drove him from village to village. It was a strange intercourse. with the mass of the people indifferent to religion. the betrayers of their country.286 THE GERMAN CLASSICS He saw the danger ing them over to the side of God. that he might avoid a breach with these men. you shall do no work on the Sabbath. a commandment at the end of each " God ''Ah! " he replied." '' we are forced to fast when our throats are closed by fear or famine.

''Beware! He who knowingly an immortal sin. looked at him with sombre ready They south. I will go home and see whether they receive me. Jesus the Carpenter. full of pity. demented man. others even declare him to be the Saviour himself. and so reached home. standing before them. They shrank back and made their way . and sick at every comer agents of the Church. on their by underground means. through crowds of worshippers. do not ye do so. ' ' calls that which is good evil is guilty of where they reported: " This man is bringing the Church in the north into disgrace. is he to set eyes. They were for him there. miserable. by those who have known me from my childhood and know that there is in me a good spirit sent from God." lie said. old Joseph's son. .' When they told him within that his own folk were mourning over him outside. his own mother and brothers came from his instigation. ' . ." He went from village to village. . to the capital. and curious. his strong. mother. His great deeds are done by evil means. he said.THE LIFE OF JESUS 287 nothing in the whole world more dreadful than the professional religion of people whose hearts have no love in them." Yet the blow rankled." They worked in the dark. Soon afterward. Help us to take him home with us. " He violates the commandments of God." Then the Holy Helper arose. himself above the learned priests of the capital? Is he to be a saint and a hero? The Saviour Himself who is to bring the kingdom of Heaven upon earth? . stainless heart stood still for a moment but he lifted up his head. " I am deserted by mine own people. " and no brethren. as always. be is a danger to God and the State. My mother and my brethren are those which hear the word of God and do it. his gracious heart. "We have heard that some say he is one of the heroes of old. He is a poor. And the goodness of God permitted him at this moment " I have no to meet beaming eyes looking up into his. native village and appeared in front of the house where he was. as the angel of the Lord once stood in burning wrath before Cain.

that makes men righteous? going to church. must be a parting. His home was lost. he could not help him. my brethren. He knew not that all could not be The Baptist had '' Think spoken of it." They wanted to lay hands upon him. and would it were an end. such power to thrill and change. Then they mocked at him. at *' men of his people. you have known him since your childhood. Help him. and cried in furious anger. against all He knows the power of evil is God gives him the victory. could not avail. am come to cast fire upon ablaze already. but a sword. From into day onward the way of the gracious one led the shadow from this day his face bore the expression this . thus lamed. craftsman took up the contest against the history of his people. against the great the powers of the world." There was no opponents. Well. it penetrated to the Purify your hearts. fasting. . of intense struggle. I God is with him. a load that is laid like a sack of sand upon the back of an Is it praying.288 '* THE GERMAN CLASSICS . The fear. the earth. like a signal to the regiment standing drawn up in the morning gray marrow had hitherto struck so deep into those sacred springs where the divine dwells No one had spoken with in secret in the hearts of men. No man of those that heard. But he went. and . If you can look. ass. His trust and courage. of love. . departed from among them." Through the land there rang a clear and piercing trumpet call. then. *' Is it keeping a thousand commandments. He His burning eyes sought out his knew his path and feared it not. ye that I am come to give peace on the earth? Not peace. my . there is a sick man. children of God there . or washing? to charge upon the foe. *' The fool has made us a laughing stock in the land. . let the parting come. .'* In the sick man's eye there was no gleam of confidence.

you. purify your souls which shall said to ! Be holy set . Put away everything: goodness and compassion. Purify your lives." I say unto you. " Thou shalt not forswear. Be all Would a father. : them of old time Ye have heard that it was Thou shalt not kill. a house and garden. Again. what is right and wrong in the kingdom of God? But if the power of evil tries to drag you away from God. forgive us as we forgive into their faces. Ye shall be heard. Thy will be done on earth as it is in Give us bread this day. overcome them by your gentleness. pray fervently. XVII — 19 . live to see the kingdom come. others. give them stones"? What things are ye to pray for? Trifles? Clothes and shoes. thy heart. . pluck out thy right eye and cast it from thee. the kingdom ' ' of Heaven is at hand. '' Our Father. when his assuredly ye shall be heard.' ' come. ' ' men asunder. But I Away with all anger and all hatred. Pray. was Ms condemnation of all earthly goods. "An eye for an eye. Ye have heard that *' it was said. and so forth? little bread for today. you." but I say unto you. . ask him for bread. .THE LIFE OF JESUS . good neighbors. Only those who do the will of God can hope to live in a free and happy land. Thou shalt not commit adultery. Let your speech be yes and no that is enough. Pray children . 289 brethren hold your hands always ready to do what is right and true. ye have heard it said. he saw reflected in their eyes the struggle between joyous belief and oppressed misery." What are possessions. You have heard it said." I say unto lie is an unthinkable thing to the children of God. let your soul glow in forgetting and forgiving. Resist not him that is evil. A ! Thy kingdom Heaven. If thou look after another woman with desire in say unto you. You . . . Have no other thoughts but '' Father clothing in Heaven. so that ye may Assuredly not. be pure with the one eye that thou hast. Pray that the kingdom come that ye be ready for its coming. Looking Bitter Vol. and family. most will . a tooth for a tooth. call on Him and pray. Thy kingdom come. Let them strike A .

* ' turned away in contempt. Be not afraid. Look at my eyes. ' ' He ' ' * ! Heaven feeds and clothes them every day. In a moment he became very rich. children of God Despair not of your soul God dwells within it to help it. look at all I . Expiate your guilt give away your money to lessen the poverty of the land. Do not collect money. Soon! tomorrow! or the day after tomorrow! Care and strive only for this to be worthy of the blessed home. children of God will one thing only. If you possess it you are guilty. A barhand. Shall He let the children of His kingdom. and their Father it to me. perish of hunger and cold? Away with money! It is worthless. to bring your souls close to God. the sparrows sow not. Lord. collect rather the love in God and man." A man rose up and came to Him. The man hastened away. the lilies spin not. Look. and yet it grows. God's land shall be our home. my brother is deceiving me about my inheritance.290 THE GERMAN CLASSICS "Accursed is money. grows into a tree. you can hold it between the tips of your two fingers. Accursed is money. put away from him his land. Command him to give . he sold and gain. pearl-fisher held a pearl in the hollow of his a pearl of great price to be bought cheap. Wealth is guilty when it dominates all thoughts and conquers the soul itself. Man. Brethren. Care for this only. Forgetting all else. and returned with the money in the hollow of his hand.' of — ' ' own Be not afraid. it hinders you. a bargain! . the care of His soul. and all his possessions. care for this alone. his house. Let your wealth go. look at my life. the blessed time that is close at hand. who has made me a judge of inheritance ? I am no assignor of acres and oxen I am here to say. purify your souls! Draw near to God! The bliss of God costs little to obtain. See how small ! . a grain of mustard seed. and bought the pearl. The merchant goes down to the beach to buy what is for sale. guilty when it lives in idle forgetfulness of the poor and sick dwelling near it in the squalor of their sunless homes. accursed the care that lurks in the shadow of money. It was of unspeakable value. A .

ciousness and made me Thy child. " There is an end to all sorrow. will build His kingdom in our land. The wound his home had dealt him healed. I laugh and is dom at in Thee. has displayed to me Thy graThou. Lofty exaltation went before him like a gleaming herald and the faithful stood at his right hand and his left like knightly watchmen." Then his soul rejoiced mightily. He from you that your hearts may laugh like ours. a soul is man now among sin. souls stand before him in speechless rapture. But I laugh and rejoice my Father in Heaven. although a scar remained. yearned for so long. . even the evil spirits within the sick and the insane did our bidding. to save what he could save. but many stood before him with joyful eyes. it 291 bliss bliss dwells within my soul. After a week they returned. forth. God's comes Look at me. His courage was high he sent the disciples who had been three or four months with him now into the surrounding . us. comes. There were many who doubted. and. Rejoicing sounded behind him like a waving banner. with the help of His thousand angels. '' an end upon the earth. he forgives and reproves the spirits of evil and casts them has conquered altogether. of kindly strength and lofty stainlessness of He announces the day of healing. is now at hand." Oh. and then God in Heaven will suddenly make an end of all cast all evil our misery. Lord. " I saw Satan fall from his dark comer in Heaven like a flash of lightning on to He sees that his kingearth. He forgot and despised the enmity of the clericals. now she cried in her clear old voice. " Blessed is the womb that bare thee. districts. and now helpest me to bring to Thee many others of Thy children. old ' ' An woman had His soul was still full of soaring hope." kept her eager eyes fixed upon him.THE LIFE OF JESUS do — God's — yes. the kingdom of Heaven. man like the heroes of old. I laugh and rejoice that a Mysterious Being. . and the breasts which thou didst suck. a man beloved by God and A men. our enchanted Believe us. they declared.

. always kindly. dried them with her long hair. Then the hero. have something to say to ''A moneylender shekels to one. gentle eyes. tortured by remorse for a life of dissipation. five hundred I intense. You think you do not need to be kind you think you need neither God nor man you think you owe nothing ' ' . invited him to a feast. that all must now see from me and learn from me and attain bliss through me. weeping the while. Simon. saw secret " If scorn written on the face of his host. was more fifty '' money to two men. who liked to have famous people at his table and to have a reputation for The table was set in generosity. the open hall the guests sat round with bare feet. them what they owed him. then. the other. lowly and unlearned. a poor girl. . bending down. I Thy kingdom laugh and rejoice that Thou hast not opened to the great and wise." burned in you. he went on his way." Then the gracious one said angrily Listen. she washed his feet. rich Nationalist named Simon. and. to the custom of the country. always full of graciousuess. As she lay there she saw that his feet were dusty from the way. and You gave me neither the one nor a friendly handshake. silence fell upon the hall there was no sound save A . The silence Simon. but to men like me.292 THE GERMAN CLASSICS rejoice that no one has known Thee save I alone. rejoicing. and. There was a great press at the door. She stood there seeking for him. taking water from a vessel. Now tell me. which of the gave to the other. . looking up." And so. you were a Fire saint you would know that she is a prostitute." lent his eyes. recognizing the true. according A . she fell on her knees before him. two would love the moneylender most? " Simon smiled: '' The one to whom the most was given. her bitter weeping. heard that he was there of whom it was sa'id that the spirit of God dwelt in him in some wondrous manner. All over our country it is customary to give a guest who comes in from the dusty street water to wash his feet. He Neither of them could pay him back.

! . loves thee. just as thou art. too. . filled with new inspirations. always great and good. that is a great deal to owe God and man A great sinner But. Simon. fifty shekels. fear. And so he went from village to village. the Synagogue ? What else does it mean ? Is this Does he fulfil a single conto be the promised Saviour? dition of the true Saviour ? He is the servant of the devil. which the learned men of God protect ? Is he to lay hands on the sole and most sacred possession of our poor. cawing softly.THE LIFE OF JESUS to 293 You think. and terror. and to God. behind him. even if thou canst not free thyself * * thee. rising up and up. They played upon the stu- . . . Are you forgiven. But behind him. following the wild beast as he takes his lonely way into the field. ' ' They stirred up misery. flew north . they let confusion loose again. . This woman. is he to lay hands on the Holy of Holies. whom she knows within me. of your ancestors Will you deride ! you will destroy the and marvel. They rose like crows from the roof of a church. brought up in some little village far from the knowledge of the Synagogue. Simon?" To her he spoke tenderly. behold. ''You think ancient holy things you shall yet see how deeply rooted they are in the They cried passionately to the people. flying the great Temple behind him." '' Remain in the faith your fathers in their graves? man. soul of the people. can cover a multitude of sins. and He loves love ! Do thou from sin Him God in Heaven is thy Father. They talked secretly with the women and with the palsied old men. do not weep so. they rose from in the south and flew north. Oh. flying on and ' ' on. Love of God and man. behind him there crept black enemies. . screeching. you fool. also. a wanderer. unhappy Is this ignorant country. not even lost. any one. Simon! Five hundred shekels. He Go now. on the verge of the moorland. far enough behind for the dust of daily life to have settled down and choked the excited souls. this ruined woman! ! . all her sins are forgotten and forgiven because of the love she has poured out to me.

my soul my soul. How could they be so venerable else? Our fathers and our grandfathers strove to keep them faithfully. two faces looking shyly round the doors. one or blessed Holyland. When he returned he found a in the attitude of the people he saw that they were change He went on until he came to a falling away from him. as he declared. immovable. my soul I pray thee. So the heavy beast became calm once more the crows flew on behind him without uttering a sound. But the great mass of the people. ' ' ! has one to ponder so deeply? Sit still. me what an age . Oh. many a strong. with all madmen shrieking. sick men brought out into women imploring him for aid. and therefore know. .294 THE GERMAN CLASSICS them from " We are pidity and superstition of the masses. village through which he had passed in triumph four months He ago. the whole district he had covered hitherto was not more than five or six days' journey. simple man. country is now like a Now the streets were empty. crowds. that blind and heavy beast that had lifted its head a little and begun to look about it a little when his clear voice rang in its ears. to us? Has it ever cared for us? " Many looked up to him with joyful eyes. freeing the terrible necessity of judging for themselves. the Look how clever their eyes are. and priests must know. several little towns by the lake. every one eyes " Our at his feet. He came to the . the mass of the people went back to its slumbers. where four passed through and five months ago he had been surrounded by eager ! ! ' ' : . many a brave '^ What is the Synagogue woman. Certainly the commandments and customs of the Sjniagogue are sacred. why his inspiration. many a workman said. Those of a deeper tenderness of soul. be at peace and keep to the old order of things. the people stood on the thresholds. turned to him in passionate excitement." Many refused to listen to them. priests. his goodness. what deep lines are in their lofty brows Beware. The sunshiny hero turned and retraced his steps." the street on their litters. transported by and his truth.



: . dark apparition rose before him which six months ago had awakened his dreaming soul with clarion voice the hero of He was now a prisoner. keep one half and let the other If it meant death. Others would have repented in sackcloth and ashes. but mistaken. he could not restrain the words of burning Woe to you. But the mass of the people stayed nervously at ** home. Once again for the second and last time the wild. knows that his Heavenly Father is ever by his side. Heaven. Woe to you. He is good. wonders. where the kingdom of Heaven seemed already to rule in the streets and to The sick still came.THE LIFE OF JESUS little 295 town by the lake which only two months ago he had " " my town in proud assurance. when enthusiasm had risen high in streets and houses. faithful. . towns of the lake ye who have seen anger. but can he abandon the cause of his joy. my town! Thou wast raised up to called ' * . indivisible. he must stand by the truth. When he saw the decline of faith. pregnant with a new and glorious world. and God's will be ^' done! What is God's will? What is He doing " with me? Then there came two events to bring the final clearness. What could he do I He could not bring it into being. . keep the commandments and the Sabfasting bath. thou shalt be cast down to Hell. What could he do ? His soul. We can hear no trumpet blast from Heaven. and purify your hearts. this nervous shrinking away from him." All joy was gone his heart was burdened and oast down. . One cannot cut tnith in halves. The kingdom of Heaven does not come. like nightly beacons to show the further path. and in the stream. and washing. one and go." The clericals threatened. the Baptist. Serve God whole-heartedly. but men will not believe. What can he do? To go back is impossible. and some of the inspire men's hearts. . leave the truth with all its sweetness? What can he do? Come *' Go on to an understanding with the Church party? Say." That was impossible.

which come between the people and the will of God. He sent two disciples to the " Go and ask him what he is north. they ventured to attack the lion. What does he seek? Do not the people exult in him.296 THE GERMAN CLASSICS his prison strained like the captured deer for the fresh woodland and the keen wind. it is the I . at the head of the people that have exulted in him for six months? Go and ask him. they are the senseless invention of men. sword in hand. and they will make their way thither without weapons and without armor." He raised his hand and said. Tell the kingdom of God exists and this it is Sickness and him. " He. doing. too." When the clericals heard how he spoke of their venerable precepts they rose against him. too. that the kingdom of Heaven will come to pass by means of earthly But I say unto you that the pure and lowly are might. but he has fallen into the ' ' * ' : . Away with the Church ritual of righteousness. are these the commandunder his feet. ** This is a brave and true man. sin. sitting on the throne of the ancient kings. for whom we have cried aloud for eight hundred years? Or must we wait for another? " The question fell like lead upon the hero's heart. sent by God. without forms and commandments. shaken by this cruel separation from the brave hero. now that his strength seemed to be failing. rule forever over a free people? Why does he not go thither. have they made him king? Why does not he arise like a lion and filj the land with his roar? Do not the old prophecies say the Herald of the Lord shall go south to the capital. has the old material hero before his eyes! He. : grave error of thinking. and then. ments of God? No. He answered brief and clear does not understand. Tell us plainly what do you say to all the sacred com' ' mandments issued by the Synagogue ? ' ' He trampled their sacred customs ** and commandments You hypocrites. and the oppressed people is full of laughing joy. the citizens of the kingdom of Heaven. like the self-righteous. poverty and sorrow are declining. Art thou the great Saviour.

. the people were at their Saviour's feet. What then? Farewell.THE LIFE OF JESUS man and 297 curse of the people. a blasphemer of God. . that blind." There was an end of the so-called " sacred " precepts. ready for the time when God shall come with His angels to set up His kingdom within your bounds? How can I complete my work. so that can I make the people one with we can break into the kingdom of does Heaven together? How He will that I should help Him?" And behold. " How the people gazed he coming? He is come? There is the banner swaying." And the thing holy. how can I make you pure and holy. dear country. the banner up to which the people had looked with '* The Saviour will dazzled eyes for eight hundred years. How am me I to begin? How in spirit. . '* Shall I take the banner in my hand. heavy beast. as he questioned fearfully he saw as if in a mist the old sacred banner waving on his path in front of him. crept further him. the ceremonial. listen he is an emissary of the devil. shall I say I am ' ' ! . Is come the son of a King. the countless priests. only to be deserted by them the next? " What now? . . an end of all pretentious self-complacent righteousness he cast them all to the ground. hated as I am by the rich and righteous. all that had weighed on mankind for centuries he swept away. the long pilgrimages. Nothing matters but the heart of a the life he leads. Oh. ! the Saviour— I?" . Have you heard I He has defiled everyListen. I feel that death . on his shoulders there now rested the whole burden of human destiny. What will now? . " A wild shout of look how the sword flashes joy rent the skies. supported by the people one day. He was now an accursed sinner. young life. * ' ! masses. away from become of me and my work and sorrow are drawing nigh. If I only knew how to carry the duty He has laid upon my soul. the sacrifices and the sacraments. the ancient holies.

. — ." will ' * banner there is no hope that God win the people. . all long for. faith does not tremble. and strangely hard it is to be one with God and And it is time yet unable to bring His wiU to pass. . kingdom of Heaven to the ' — ' . What do they say? What do sprung the people say when they sit by their doors in the evening? He will hold in his hand the might of earthly power he will ride against the foe with waving banners. What am I to do ? Listen mysterious rustling of the old. my soul. it has nothing to do with thee. I must go south. I will not do it will not depart from the word that God has spoken to me. The people follow him! What do the old chronicles say of the Saviour? 'A and I am a craftsman..' he? All dream of. . * . Behold. * ' I know that my Father in Heaven .298 ** THE GERMAN CLASSICS ' Those possessed by evil spirits cry out. I must go to the capital and proclaim there also that the rules within my How .. . twig from the ancient royal stem from the people. is me . 'Art thou say. His soul was heavy and perturbed. do not touch the banner there is earth clinging to it. is at hand. with his little band of disciples. . is not he in whom thou believest. Beware thou knowest that the Saviour. with soon. You are he! In many an hour of exaltation the people have urged me to The hero from the river asked. I am he." Beware. From my childhood I have been the child of God. the cry. Out with the banner! " ' ' ' ' ' ' * I know that I am he. Blessed are the pure in heart. confused." He went north. Blessed are the meek. their belief is wild. God His kingdom will come on earth.' No. the miraculous banner! He who holds it has strength. to be alone in a strange place. ! '' the people believe. across the border. it will drag thee and thy stainless mission down into the dark confusion of death. . . And do the old chronicles tell no other story? Do they not speak of the king of peace? land. in whom If I do not raise the . I must go through the whole land. .

but what sort of wonders have you done? Healing the sick? There are many in the land who can do that. the people were once more " filled with doubt. He filled the souls with such joy that they forgot their bodies. Come. then let an angel from God stand with his pure feet on the white sand on your left In bitter anger he replied. the sick and the poor rejoiced. homeward. and hearkened to his gracious words." Hearing question and answer. They turned and went south." So he pondered over the history of his people and over his owTi future. here on this moorland path where you stand now. You are a * ' wonder worker. and work wonders. make red fire descend from the blue sky. that belief and salvation may cost you nothing! Ye have seen and heard of a holiness that has never existed in the world before. Many people can heal the sick.' the sword over a people armed with swords a king ruling in the strength of a pure and lofty heart other people that . help thy people and God will be with thee. '* You want a sign from Heaven.THE LIFE OF JESUS 299 Not a king ruling with thy king is come. ay. clad in peace. who saw him bent beneath them. thousands followed his healing hands. religion had long since turned to poison in their hard hearts. The priests alone remained unmoved. And I am he. As he drew near the familiar district the crowd that followed him grew. ''Are you the Saviour! Then seize the banner. Once more he crossed the border into the loneliness of ' ' . the world is full of them. feeling neither hunger nor thirst. are pure in heart. and yet ye have not believed A sign from Heaven? Ye shall have it when ye rise from your ' ' ! ! graves before the judgment seat. The contest still raged in his soul. Or if not that. and he did not depart by one hair's breadth from the truth that was the sacred possession of his soul. because they had seen nothing." Already there shone The knees of those in his eyes the light of another world.

and go . all peoples and all races were to serve him his power was to endure unchanged forever. help me " ** Thou art the Saviour. . They speak not only of the Saviour's " victory. day diamond?" execute his No. and then of a glorious rule over a sinless. ." and they speak of revilement and contempt. of a miserable and lonely death.. ' . ! the north. . touching the extreme limits of human thought in lofty delirium." . were it even more wonderful. now thou art strong! " He went further on his desolate way. waving palm leaves and the rejoicing of children. If the hearts of men were made of stone was it not written in the Book. His ideal even more difficult. . . there was no fear. Do ''And ^' What then — what after death? ' after death?" What says the chron- icle? One like a child of man arose to heaven among the and was brought before the Ancient of Days. obedient people but is that all they say ? . to clouds. If only men are helped! never changes it was still the same as when he first arose . he returns and His soul soared to the heavenly heights and expanded so as to embrace the whole of humanity. people will make deaf its ears and turn its heart to stone. no. suffer destruction. as hard as a on the third after a few days establishes the* kingdom of Heaven. weaving visions of marvelous splendor. of a joyous entry into the capital. to God to receive the crown . '^ What is written concerning the Saviour in the ancient chronicles! They ing of the people. It may be that the Saviour must first and then die .300 THE GERMAN CLASSICS " I cannot reach the goal in this way. He will Father's will. but of his death. sorelytroubled by the scornful attack of the priests and the waver- talk of the " the they not speak of the people. his kingdom was never to . wandering over deserted moorland paths.. " I make thy brow harder than stone. of bitter desertion. . him were granted power and glory and kingdom upon earth. How am I to bring the kingdom of Heaven to pass upon Earth ? Father in Heaven. There was no fear in him.

Never for a moment did he depart by one hair's breadth from his true and stainless self. and their . . up the standard. it shall be pure and my course pure. The disciples replied. He had judged the ancient customs he now considered the hopes of the people. where the sun shone and the w^ind blew upon them. he in front. the slow. Thy will be done on it is in Heaven. They went on their way across the moor toward the north of the angels. holding the obstinate. I must lift up the ancient standard only under this standard can the people be inspired by faith. then it will come with loud rejoicing from Heaven. His eyes were at once their terror Thus they reached the foot of the mountain. He brooded long and painfully over the execution of his idea. madness. . The kingdom of Heaven will and must come. he went beliind the heavy horses that drew the wagon of humanity through the dark valley. **And what do you say? " It is ' ' . sin and guilt. undecided? The hour of decision must come. and the impatient on a short rein. with the help I will lift the standard. that only rose when he turned to look at them. forcing them up onto an upland path. they say. joy. I must lift up the ancient standard. lost in thought. sick- ness. *' Tell me. the disciples behind with sinking spirits.' So he brooded. rejoicing in the goodness of God. kingdom of Heaven upon earth. the ' for three or four days. ' * : Then. '* They say you are one of the heroes of old one of the dead arisen." This holy work was his to do on earth with the help of God. Then men. misery. Torn by the world's travail. A wonder must take place. will find " happiness in performing His will. That was his idea. pure. torn by the very sublimity of his own nature. content in mind and body. . what do the people say that I am? " sad that he should have to ask people's opinion. How long would he wander on. cannot endure.THE LIFE OF JESUS among men 301 its — the condition of Innnanity. wretchedness and oppression. It is the will of God: otherwise He would help me without earth as .

! so utterly alone. Master? " Get thee behind He pushed them aside. The hot-headed one came close to him and whispered. man if he gain the whole world and lose his own soul? He who will follow me must put from him all wild and earthly " desires. He answered ' ' ! . we have long Yes. and go with me to life or death. the glory comes. ." And then. out with the sword Down with the foreign rule and the upstart parsons! " ^' ' * ! ' ' Your kingYou. . these men. you are the Saviour.302 THE GERMAN CLASSICS ' ' The hot-headed fellow among them You you are the Saviour known it. nearer to him than all others. standing to your right and left. and holy. The old books. against . . Do ye know what .. dom ' ' ! '' harshly. vassals and ministers.. wrapped in sublime thoughts. your disciples." It filled him with horror to see how little even these men understood him. * ' — cried out of a full ! . . King in your native country at the sword 's point *'And we. He went on alone. and not till then. good. a tale of sorrow and death. is written? It may come to war and tale : But the old books tell a different conquest. They turned and went to their homes. Satan. . I What shall it profit a hearken only to the will of God. in wonderful visions and dreams. and you could rule the land. they could not understand." heart. who had been with him for half a year. '' Do Talk not talk so much of humility and purity and death Who shall more about the sword Up to the throne " sit on thy right hand. set apart by his love for mankind and for the eternal and Never was man mysterious power which he called Father of salvation! ! ! ! . A man pure. me. the inspiration of their youth had taught them up with the banner only the wild song of joyful contest — and God and His hosts will give the victory. . one man against a whole people. and then. victory or defeat. Only speak." They shook their heads .

and holy he speaks of mercy and of purity of ' ' ! . Now there was a new astonishment As on the green : the disciples did not conceal the secret they had learned. There was reason for hastening his journey. fearful soul the power to meet all that might come. but he was already on his way south. and was always eager to find some way of ingratiating himself with the all-powerful imperial '' Begovernor in the south. They roused him by saying. and there proclaim the kingdom of Heaven in the capital. ay.THE LIFE OF JESUS 303 the whole of humanity. The clericals went to the Duke. but now that he calls himself a Saviour he has become a political offender. But the Eternal Power spread its arms around him. The great ' ' festival of the Synagogue was just beginning in the capital thousands of people assembled from all parts of the country. *' He himself has said he is the Saviour! The Saviour for have waited for eight hundred years ''The Saviour!" '' Was not the Saviour to be of an ancient royal house? Was he not to come in the golden panoply of war? Was he not to wield the sword and ride upon the storm? This man is good. There was no wild outburst of rejoicing. came too. fore he was merely a harmless enthusiast. Faithful adherents warned the hero of a conspiracy on foot against him. What can stand against the soul of a man sublime and stainless? they journeyed southward. He would arise in the midst of the festival and declare. who held a subordinate position in the north. whom we heart. . and their compatriots scattered in all quarters of the globe . He resolved to go south. his eyes looking their last hills and vale around the lake. crowds once more gathered around the helper and friend of men to hear his wondrous words. bearing in his brave. ' ' Questions were asked and answered in feverish excitement.

I must go on my way today. south. to establish His kingdom. Wonders are taking . on lonely paths. * * ! place. roof. I must ' ' but I shall return in glory. conscious of the shadows closing round him. in his heart foreknowledge of death. and he says he is . to reserve his strength for his entry into the capital.. he said. and on the third day I reach my goal. *' Come and behold them. I shall bring to pass the Heaven upon earth. behind him and before him. as they went their souls inspired by his vivid words to the belief that they should stand armed and ready for the break of the glorious day of the kingdom of Heaven. in joyous array. has inspired and set in flames. he is at hand. great transformation is at hand! The great day is come. not as we expected." His words entered in like nails into the hearts of his friends.. ' ' The agents of the Nationalists flew ahead like crows: Men heads. to the the courage of despair. in his soul the courage of despair. soon after his death." With host behind him. A The Saviour! " wild outcry rose from the temple of the south." And then the Heavenlykingdom Father would appear by his side with more than ten thousand warriors from His Heavenly host. pillars of the Church. with folded lips.. through crowds. And if not he would come again.. hold high your He is at hand. the day after tomorrow. tomorrow. of I I . the Saviour. He told them of the farmer's son who had left his home in the pride of his heart and gone out into the evil world. but it is come. out of the bloody dawn of his death. . On to the hour after hour. after wallowing in the . onwards. with the Heavenly He sent a message breathing contempt " Tell the fox that I am Duke. healing the sick and the insane. . for they must rise in the capital ' ' whom God die . clad with the might of God. The long-expected Saviour is at hand The crying aloud." And so for the last time he journeyed through his home on his way south.304 * ' THE GEEMAN CLASSICS am the Saviour. and. keeping his way secret as far as he could. But his companions went with him.

all shall sit at the feast. wanted to turn the children coldly away. sheep. They are full of trust. no longer. If the man life. and asked him to bless them. '* Children? Away with them! Creatures of no account Beat them. I wiU behold thee He looked down upon them. that are so cherished. "Marriage you know. of such worth is a human soul in the eyes of God so does He rejoice over it Take heed of your souls. Then the pious fools stepped once more across his path. far into the night. . ! ' ' ! ' ' ! Vol. And the children above all The children above all. as his equal. How he rejoiced when he found it Behold. One day passed. and the capital was no longer far away. returned home and been lovingly received there. . like all the They stepped back people of their age. They wanted to force him to weave a net for himself to hold liim in its meshes. The disciples. Take heed that they are worthy of the kingdom of Heaven. . He was in silence. ye are one for please he can turn Get thee hence. when he raised his hand and it is ' * said. He told them of the shepherd's He had a hundred long. all shall be filled. woman.'" means. In the kingdom of Heaven there are none of little account. He was greater than the ancient writings. . The train that followed them swelled as they went on. drive them back He said. away his wife. and how her heart rejoiced within her when she found it. long search for the lost sheep. He told them of the woman who lost a fourpenny-piece and searched for it far. and therefore they are great in the kingdom of Heaven." the first to put the weak woman beside the man Women of the world.THE LIFE OF JESUS . . and then another. When they halted for the night the mothers came to him with their children in their arms and holding their hands. asi I am the Saviour * — listen : in the books written. . XVII— 20 . 305 mire and falling upon bitter sorrow. ! ! ! is now drawing near. ye owe him much. but he searched till dawn for this one that was lost. which . Be as the children are! Come hither. .

since I was a child have observed but there is no peace in my soul. He bent further down to him the young man pleased him : he thought. ' ' : the poor and follow me." He looked at them in trouble. The sea surged round him. He took the children He was the first to bring the children into the sunshine. They went on for the third and last day.' ". He was the first to put the children beside the old as their equals.. in which already burned the knowledge of death like a beacon in a stormy night. ' ' . '' Lord. The crowd grew. and now heard more as they ran whispering together and marveling over his mien and the lofty purity of that face. come hither with thy babe." Then he arose. A rich young man knelt in the dust before him. ' ' His eyes shone into It shall be as ye say . Two of the disciples came up to him. . . " Thou knowest Thou shalt not bear false witthe commandments * : ness." theirs. procession after procession wide road on their way filling the to the capital.306 THE GERMAN CLASSICS ' ' mother. . .. sighing deeply. How hard it is for a rich man to enter into the kingdom * ' of Heaven. All had heard of the holy hero. we are fain. " " One thing is wanting for thy peace of soul give all thou hast to ''All that I . '' Master. The decision was near. ye . Lord. Here is a soul that belongs to Thee. "Are ye fain to die with me? " '* Yes. Strangers coming from the east joined them. and staggered away till he was lost to sight among the crowd. what can I do to enter into the kingdom of Heaven? " And he bent down to him and said. procession joining procession. Women and children of the world! ye owe him much. ' ' The crowd swelled. on his knee and kissed them. promise us that we shall be thy lieutenants afterward. .

rule. A traitor. . But God alone can say who me and third. our Father in Heaven. . and give them happiness in the capital surged the branch of a tree there stood kingdom of Heaven. In the village just outside there dwelt a family. because thou hast ' been so good to me Never. his disciples half in terror." He * meaningless service of life. . man. . burning with joy and expectation. Lord therefore will I give half my goods to the poor this very day.' One alone is our Lord. .. who had growm Woe is me. . . to . and on it he proceeded. and around him the crowd of men that knew and honored him. wonderful visions in their souls. known him from former feast days there he rested for the last time. a publican. "Lord thou wilt be my guest thou ** ' ' ' ' . The capital lay hid behind great wooded hills but now. . and afterward ye shall be second after turned to the friends nearest " Ye must not let him.THE LIFE OF JESUS shall die with 307 shall rule me for my sake. rule. in front. but ye say: Serve. half in secret exaltation. though it yearns for redemption. In the world they say: Lord.. behind. " Who is that man? " * ' He is a rogue. Help and heal. . ' ! After a brief midday rest he went on his way on the slowly rising road that led to the capital. Lord. never will I cheat again." Come down from the tree I will eat with thee. . Serve as I serve. art so gracious unto me. stumbling and tumbling over his words. serve. who give up my life to free thousands from the evil and with me." The Saviour saw the eyes and knew them for such as he could use. . . as much service as possible. a little On rich with the money he had extorted from a poor and oppressed people. if the kingdom come now and my poor soul must stand outside." The streets of the little town outside the with the excited crowd. He walked by him. An ass with trappings was brought out. an accursed tax-gatherer. yourselves be called lord. In his eyes was reflected the trouble of his uneasy conscience.

murmur of the great rich city rise to his ears. the evil spirits of doubt. Marvelous was the noise everywhere. '' The kingdom of Heaven is at hand! ' ' Help. and heard the . great and rich. and a wild outburst of joy broke forth. If their hearts are of stone mine is of diamond. Lord on high! " Men and women ran and cried aloud for joy." "A time of joy in the land! Help. the Temple. there was borne in upon him the certainty of a tragic end to come. overcame him. and there before them lay the town. Were they silent. Lord on high!" This is the kingdom of Heaven. and terror for his dear home. He says he is the . There were some who asked. *' Forbid this mad cry! " He looked at them in lofty scorn. children leapt and sang. "A time of joy in the land. " It is the will of God His will be done. with the mighty. The governor and his mercenaries looked down from the citadel in horror to this mighty stirring of the people. " The kingdom is at hand Lord Help us Help. and tears sprang to his eyes. the castle. The clericals stood by with faces white as death. Garments were spread upon the way and the street was full of ! palm branches. ancient Temple in the midst.308 THE GERMAN CLASSICS near the bastions. so vast that it formed a town in itself. crowds poured out of the houses and from ' ' the mighty courtyards of the Temple. The sorrow of that moment. " As he turned to his followers his eyes looked as they had done in the north when he drove from him. the road turned round the last hill. He halted and looked down upon the town as he gazed and beheld the houses. They saw. " It is the pure and holy hero from the north. with its courts and cloisters and canonries. They had long ago heard from northern pilgrims of his coming. the ! ! ! ' ' walls would cry out. " This is the branch of the ancient royal stem. But only for a moment. Two of them pressed their way up to him." The whole town was in an uproar. '' Who is he? Who is he? " but the masses knew.

Pure hearts are in unison with God.' Ye murderers. The timid flee. Poor people! what a God is this. thy priests lay upon thee a double poverty. they take away thy daily bread and they corrupt thy heart so that thou canst not see the truth. the sextons fled. but hearts full of courage. the The kingdom of God established. The priests stood in impotent rage at the north rejoice. and brotherly love not churches and feasts and crowds of priests. doors of their houses. purity. oxen and calves in long rows.THE LIFE OF JESUS Saviour. people. changers overturned. thou brave and stainless one. '' — . there birds in cages. the Saviour. but right and justice in the land. and their hands lie in their brothers'! The crowd pressed close to him. Terrified by his lofty sheep ran about. the heavy tramp of the soldiers The rest of the crowds from the already in their ears. Imperial gold was exchanged for the currency of the land at the Give the best of your money and your goods. presence unto you in the name of God. the market women began to scream. My house shall be a say house of prayer. The table by one of the money! ! shining counter of the money-changer. This means death for thee. The righteous and the just looked *' at him with earnest eyes and closed lips. ' ' . Give the sweat of Here There God is content with you you your brows are great in His sight. the kingdom There stood the vast and costly temple buildings. cages fell over. there a herd of sheep. in the courts and in the halls the gay turmoil of the market. . old and new. there cartloads of grapes. The hero." The court was now empty of all worldly traffic. The man from the north knows another God he does not want hands full of gold. of 309 He is Heaven says that the marvel at hand. The deed was monstrous. stood in the midst of the Temple and raised his clear voice. ' ' is at hand. ye robbers. His soul Temple was pure. . T and the force of his words. is this your Hell? " * ' * The town was filled with wild excitement.

look at his face. divine authority? or was he an impostor? * ' . fresh crowds listened to his words. We ask thee with what " authority art thou come? He looked at them in bitter scorn." ." *'Is he not? ' ' " Then he That is is an impostor ' ' ' ' ! '' not true. doing all as the servant Children stood in of God.. But caution! the stupid that is clear. all Heaven. listen to his words — can that be an impostor ! Church appeared in the gateway.310 exulted. slaking the thirst of their famishing For centuries the high places of the land had been souls. crowds between the pillars. way elders of the Two there. But in a remote court the clericals were gathered together. . human in these hours of spiritual elevation by the consciousness of seeking nothing for himself. *' win tliem all. mere tools of corruption. ! The way I is straight need not taste the . Raised to something almost super. and approached him. He must die For two days he was king of the multitude. ruling in the courts and in the halls. That is clear. shouting out the cries by which men had summoned the Saviour of old. tall " Make and dignified men. *' Tell me. never by a man genuine and pure of heart like this one. he wielded a marvelous power. ." The crowd makes way. How genuine he is how pure how simple '* Yes. filled by mere shadows of men. ' ' THE GERMAN CLASSICS I shall into the joyful kingdom of bitterness of death. the Saviour must be such a man. The Temple was purified of worldly things the feet of bearers carrying out the sick rang out clear on the stone flags.. had the hero who stood in the stream a year ago. They come up to him and say. rapt by his wisdom and goodness. thousands lay at his feet. preaching con" version." * ' ' ' ! ! ! ** A ** He scion of the ancient kings." people are on his side. He must die." is not descended from a royal race.

for thou regardest not the person of . they shrugged their shoulders and went their way. . any one. because it went to a heretic. Ye hypocrites. Pay and trouble no more about it. for the tribute was thrice hateful. and the householder had one dear son him also they killed. . if tax-collectors What now? If he said seize '' would ' ' ye carry the Emperor's money in your pockets. indeed. Master. went their way. . pay tribute to the Emperor? is may a heretic? " you know the Emperor No. They had been discussing the events of the day at dinner and come to the conclusion " One must not treat so-called heroes too seri.THE LIFE OF JESUS 311 They dared not say he was an impostor. such as is characteristic of such men. What did such men care for the condition of the . In the evening some of the courtiers from the castle came to him. pay liim tribute with it. " They killed the servants whom the householder sent. But now the . . Think of your souls see that they do the will of God. Like the clang of steel there fell on their ears the parable of the evil tenants." So they. . too. the Lord will give the vineyard unto other . . the people knew him for a pure and true man. because it was heavy. eyes! Inspiration. . a strange mixture of frivolity and piety in their mien. how they rubbed their hands. . and they would be rid " If he said of him so. If he had been a man of low aims! But his ideals were of a loftier sort." the imperial upon him. ' ' ously. . immersed in the world of books yet most of them were honorable men in the main. . . black spies. Yes. appeared again. . our pious people . the pious knaves. Our mind is troubled. and because it went out of the country. I say unto you." the people would turn against him. . husbandmen. ' ' The high priests were defeated they were far removed from the people. . no tribute. . we know that thou art true tell us. what inspiration sparkled in their " and carest not for men.

which is the first of all com" mandments? The Saviour turned to him and compressed into one word '' all the hundred commandments of the Church." have a house and a small field. and thy neighbor in turn." great The questioner's eyes shone. "A strange saint. and they contented themselves with the ancient precepts. This the Saviour ! Is he descended from a royal ." And here and there a mocker. " It brings round its revenges. what was the mysterious source from which as from a spring this pure and wondrous '* life should come." All these men faltered and then ' ' . if a man die. many Now. desiring to know. kingdom of Heaven. that shining eyes there. suppose the woman married seven brothers as thyself. in the old chronicles it stands. But many indifferent. too. Anything else is the and baneful invention of men. Tell me. '' My father and my grandfather were good men. this. whose wife shall she be? " He answers shortly and sternly. in one word. for the comfort of his own soul and the souls of all those that stood there. What is absurd. having no children. smiling with a kind of inebriated pretense of piety. in the resurrection is righteousness. they are as angels in Heaven. For two days he had preached. The whirligig of time do such conquests effect? The clericals were busy." Then a respectable man came up to him. This is the superfluous and first commandment. " You will not enter the " "I don 't want to it 's too clean. " In the resurrection there is no marrying nor giving in marriage. his brother shall marry his widow.312 THE GERMAN CLASSICS ' ' people 1 They came. Thou shalt love God Avith all thy heart and soul. All the time the clericals were busy spying and prying. dropped out. preached and conquered. Master. ' ' And many ^' doubters *' ! It is a dangerous business. who knows what the 1 issue will be. There were many.

and gradually they conquer. look at these mighty stone walls.THE LIFE OF JESUS 313 race. there was nothing in his hands but godliness. ''Teacher. he only grows soul there grew. If death rection . and false beliefs rend it within children will rise against their parents. coming of the kingdom of Heaven upon earth. the angels of the Lord came not. He had nothing to give to the animal instincts of men. in his and stronger. fear and blood. is he not a craftsman from a corner of the country where they are all of mixed descent! and all sorts of strangers come pouring across the border. That evening. purity. ! ! . And all this shall be as a sign of the When . but words were vain this belief w^as fixed firmly in their minds. and again will the ancient foes attack the land from Again without. as he left the Temple for the last time. his dispirited disciples looked at him with anxiety in their eyes. They are busy compounding reason and folly." He sought in the old books for all that could strengthen that proud faith in the midst of the terrors that lay round him like the terrible beasts of dark- God is were to come. more unbending. and truth. or he could not bear the burden. yet with me. stronger '* firmer. More and more clearly he sees that defeat And must come. there shall be division between brother and sister. Thank Heaven for the words of the books. . attack them? " Then he revealed to them the picture of the future outness. does not quail. truth and He misery. and this will not satisfy a people." He heard the conflict he saw that all was lost if he conld not conquer here. The son . not even for three . the mystic faith. they have stood for a thousand years mlt thou. alone. lined ' ' by his tortured soul. He told them it did not stand in the sacred books that the Saviour must be of royal race. the books foretold resurand return if not in three days. later return with He all the might of God Then the kingdom of Heaven must believe. I am dead then shall be bitter travail in the land. . days.

they stared with the stupid eyes of fishes at the golden merely crown which had fallen into their pond. ' ' ! ! And they asked him. and among the disciples there was one who was traitorous and weak." They feet listened to said. For the last time he sat down to table with his disciples. He had the true hero's belief in all mankind." he said. When he saw that things were going ill in the capital. Be on the watch. " It shall be in your lifetime. Suddenly." and vanity reinforced the charge. The behavior of the enemy and the disappearance of the scoundrel had warned the hero and his Evening came. no one cried out in his anxiety. least suspicion of what they were destroying. with all the means at the householders' disposal. All were rotten to the core." opinions changed. Be not afraid Endure I shall return. It was an ancient custom to keep this day as a feast. I cannot bear to look . ' ' When shall these things To that he can give no answer. trembling. ' ' and him without shame no one leapt to his *'Away with the rascal. and tomorrow '•' '' night I will lead you to a place where you can capture him without difficulty. disciples to expect the attack that night.314 THE GERMAN CLASSICS of man shall come with might and glory from Heaven unto earth and bring to pass the kingdom of Heaven upon earth. the little faith and courage he had had deserted him. had the Among all alone had the breath of life in his these ghosts the appointed victim frame." strengthening his soul with wondrous dreams of the future the clericals were busy plotting for his speedy ! Be strong quail not — that — is to — destruction. He went to the men of '' darkness. upon him. Grive me so much. the deed After a brief discussion they decided on doing No one came forward in his defense. Watch and pray! " And while he brooded and wrestled with his own soul * * be?" betray thy Father in Heaven. and his ' ' scales seemed to fall from his eyes. He passed . not one of these shadows — today.



broken bread. this moment. quick voice. and wine in cups. give my blood that God may make a new and stronger alliance with my people." said. mayst not lose thy faith in me and my return." The hot-head boasted loudly. Once more the red wine flowed into the cup he saw his own blood " I flow. Do remember how I sent ye forth. the horror of his imminent doom rose hideous before him. ye must be armed like soldiers. while offering thanks in a short prayer." They arose from the meal and went out into the night. thou wilt desert me. said." This very night." His soul quailed as he went on the joy of the past stood ^* out in bitter contrast to the sorrow of the present. *' Listen. — soldiers in the street? took the arm of his hot-headed disciple and said to in a low. Then the hero ' * . I have prayed God He him my earnestly that thou. before cock crow. If thou recoverest from thy terror. . but when my Father's kingdom comes we will drink together thus in a At pure and blessed land." They all shook their heads. in the north? Did ye you ever want for anything? " " No. the bravest of all. now. '* I shall not drink wine with you again. and thinking of the old alliance with God. ''I? terror? I am ready. looking at them he said sadly. to go with thee to imprisonment and death. I know that the devil will try to tempt you from side. in which he recalled the gloom of past times when God had stood by them as their ally. strengthen thy brethren. first he spoke with some sadness of his pleasure in havbeen permitted by his enemies to enjoy the hour of peace ing in the celebration of this ancient custom." Listen! is that the soldiers' feet? Murmuring a grace he broke the bread. terror in his heart. Thus it shall be with my body broken even thus.THE LIFE OF JESUS 315 round lamb 's-flesh. Listen is that the tramp of ' ' ' ' . ** But now! Think. never. But when the first wine cup went round. .

" But thus they turned off on that false track on which he must not stray. ''Enough of that. not as I will. however. ' ' . They came into an orchard and weariness came over most They threw themselves down on the grass and Three of the most faithful went on with him. " Father. My soul is exceeding sorrowful even unto death abide with me. gathered together there by order. is it not possible? It is not possible. but as Thou wilt. had In the half darkness. my faithful one. sorrowful and weary. . of miserable wretches. and sank down. unable to say anything. Amid the smoke of the The swords flashed.316 THE GERMAN CLASSICS " Two of us have swords. The disciples fled. . ' ' . and sorely his soul longed for safety. death and sorrow progress is only gained by the sufferings of the best among mankind. '' I beg ye. watch with me " thou. into the court And in the courtyard soldiers sat and of the high priest. and took his trembling soul in both his hands. decreed for ." So he lay half the night through. He broke off quickly. They led him into the town in their midst. torches stood the betrayer. They lay resting on their elbows. If it be possible praying. too. wilt thou not watch with me ? Again he turned from them to the Eternal. . He knew it. let this cup pass away from me my Father. man . with much pointing of fingers. dependents of the Church. but Thine. if it be possible. '' Not my will. " Oh. . . were sorrowful and weary. but Thine. Then came the clang of arms. A feeling of utter desolation came over him and he begged them. . the unfathomable law of creation has ." of them. kneeling and '' not my will. servants came and went all kinds lounged ." Then turning to his friends. around the fire . . His weary. . but slept. they. . lonely soul turned from men to the Eternal Power. a short coUoquy went on. at one side of the fire. ! nevertheless. . And the report is true that he found consolation. .

and accommodated himself readily enough to them all." ' ' ! what nonsense *' Thy speech betrayeth thee. make him a political criminal and he falls into the hands of the civil " The State is our power. angry tears stood in many an but the gate closed behind him. with trembling my hands. and the elders of the Church assemble. The high priests went by. The governor. I shall let him go. descended upon earth in a cloud from Heaven. * ' You are the king You are right. He bitterly." But the pious rabble that stood crowded behind the '' >? Crucify him. crowds filled the streets. on the Almighty's right hand. its justice is speedy. any respect for individual consciences. there burned a light that was not of this world. "Are you the " Saviour. hands of fearful strength.THE LIFE OF JESUS ** * * 317 Thou wast with I . in those pure eyes They asked him. Morning comes. . He was accused before the governor as apolitical offender. . ** May life. He looked at the accused before him and said. . Day had broken. the king of the people? The hero prisoner raised his head. like many men in high office. he was fallen into hard eye Many .. * * of this people 1 ' ' ' ^ He seems to me a harmless creature. an elderly man. or never known." ! That was enough." therefore.. TJie whole town was awake. one question only. crucify him! pillars cried. " I have never seen him in Thou art stood there. He slunk out reaching the gate in safety he went out into the dark street and wept . '* I am he and ye shall see me the Saviour. . The governor looked at him '* again. had seen strange customs in many lands. He was handed over to the watch and led into the imperial office. liim." I be accursed. bailiff. he had either quite forgotten. from the north. The affair has been cunningly contrived. pale as death. a fist was clenched.

but he did not take it he was too weak. he could not even support the stake which he had to carry to the place of execution be by had to carry it for him. few hours he died of loss of blood and Such was his life. The soldiers offered him of their drink. Such was his death. Not one of his disciples. man who happened to Two men condemned to the . laid him down and fastened him to the stake. suffocation. . endured the extremity of physical and spiritual anguish. and left to hang there till he died. . The most important dignitary of the Church went up and spoke in low tones to the governor. . Some of the scribes and some people in the mob mocked at the dying man. a same sentence for place of execution. were led with him to the They stripped him on the bare hillside above the town. Not one came. . The governor 's advancement came before justice. angels came. and the two thieves also. " Thou art the No one knows what passed king! help thyself. He was really a traitor he had a great following. The hint was understood. His strength was absolutely exhausted when the blows ceased. then!" within him. . To the last he must have cherished a faint hope that his Father in Heaven would But no ten thousand spare him the crowning bitterness. . street robbery. . he . . After he had hung there a . Many thousands had perished thus. not one of his relations was there. He said no more. Powerful hands seized him and raised him up. The blows of the scourge cut his flesh to the bone. The condemned was bound or nailed hand and foot to an upright stake. He was the fairest of the children of men.318 THE GERMAN CLASSICS This was the imperial punishment for treason. especially in the north if he let the man go the Emperor was said to be very sensitive on the question of treason. The hero from the north was condemned as a revolutionary and pretender by the law of the State to be scourged and then bound to a stake until he died.

. . clad in divine authority. Oh. . . went by. they began cautiously to speak of him. the night folded them in her giant arms. He cannot It is quite impossible that ' ! ' ! . . . Would a mortal father give the child. Lord. give him a stone? he loved us What a pure and gracious being he was how he uplifted our hearts." Three days come. woods and the wind there where he had been only fourteen " Listen! Did " you see anything." said the old chronicles. however deep. Peter? Next day the first rumor arose. How he loved God! How he trusted Him Did he not say. what yes. In the evening Peter had seen him walking along the beach. eight . . " I shall return! soon! on the third day! I tell you." '' He must return. there in the darkness he had stood. . the stars shone in the sky. bring to pass the Heavenly lie . denied him. His old friends. He did not he cannot be mistaken. '' Do you remember? Then what truth he had. or I cannot live. I shall north to save their lives. had been sitting on the beach that evening eating their supper of bread and fish round the coke fire. Kingdom! We need thee so. " He must return. and that other time and how good he always was understanding spirit. terror-stricken and exhausted. should hold such a hero. The fire blazed. days ago. what can we do without thee? Eeturn. a friendly eyes fixed upon him. . He had certainly believed. and they spoke of him. that asked him for bread. . return. where he had walked so often. a stone? and should the How Almighty. . The next day a new rumor spread from village to village. he had said to them definitely. the sea roared. . his . " I must '' see him again. ' ' ." who had . Saviour. any grave." said Peter. He must come. . . Whom he trusted so." whispered the lake and the ing eyes. . the fishers. looking around them with yearn** He must return.THE LIFE OF JESUS The scattered disciples 319 had fled in twos and threes to the Arrived there." whispered men.

saw him. But the ''And they saw him? ! Was it . . . . ... Since he came not in the clear light of day they saw his apparition in the darkness. the night the home of mystery. .. in deep converse about him they wandered on and on. a dear gracious being. . . . at our evening meal round the fire. children of an age where all the world was an enchanted garden and sat here . ... expanding what had been seen. . the wounds of their souls burned. . . . their love to the wonderful man glowed. . . he never came. legends of the apparitions grew. . then! see? I have seen him! He stood there just behind you! " Another evening three of his disciples were walking in the darkness on a lonely road leading to the south. and he stands there by the tree. . shining with passionate love." . they said. . He lives? He really he? lives Where is he now? It was about this time that they saw him. . Do you remember how we here on the beach . . dear and shining perhaps he is with us. . Gradually there collected among the fisher folk and the moor dwellers a band of believers who accepted him as the Saviour and hoped daily. ..320 THE GERMAN CLASSICS . . Did you see calm your fevered heart! anything? Oh They came home with burning eyes they had seen him. they still spoke of him. and shining yes. . . God. the yearning eyes of faith. for the day of his return to bring the Kingdom of Heaven. . . . He had stirred their hearts. . what does he look like? Dear. invisible there comes a flash suddenly of light. Since waking eyes might not behold him. Weeks went by. *' He went past us in the darkness and disappeared. . with glowing faith. . . Since he came not in his glory he could not hold his place as a wandering light the apparitions faded away like mirages in a few weeks. . the fire blazing as it is now and the sea roaring." There was no stopping now. . Look. and he sat among us and prayed in his dear voice? Did you Oh. Years went by. .

he will return. extending as far as the capital." '' To Heaven? What will he do there? He is going to establish the Kingdom of Heaven on earth. 321 of The band of those who spoke him and believed in his return." XVn— 21 . among us." '' He rose up to Heaven before their eyes. Vol. He ate and drank with them. of a wild and restless age dwelt when two or three were gathered together they whispered the legends of his life with beaming eyes. to their compatriots in the great imperial city. '' ' ' Yes. '* Once when I was at home for a feast I heard that he had appeared to five hundred people at once. in an enchanted world." a The greatest is that he himself rose from the dead. fragments. that is certain. just think." ' ' The watch over the tomb was broken up." ' ' ' ' *' ' * He has only gone for a time." '* He raised a man from the dead. indeed. Yes." ''Yes. for he certainly rose from the dead. They painted and These children decorated the story of the Saviour's life. They ate fish. and he had five and afterward they collected twelve baskets of loaves. German soldiers and Greek workmen.THE LIFE OF JESUS Years went by. grew. through holiday visitors. including every country and every kind of superstition: Syrians and Egyptians. he appeared to all his disciples. And so the brave and simple life became more and more marvelous. and have you heard the story of how he com' ' manded the storm? " " Have you heard some one who came that once four thousand people followed from the place him across the moors? And he fed them all. he is in Heaven now else he was still ." Yes. and from there." "No. — — I was told by with seven loaves ' ' ! there were five thousand people. I have been told by some one who heard it from one of the disciples that he walked upon the sea.

and religious longing. strong man. was briefly as fol- . that the salvation of humanity. and had never seen him. One year after another passed. a man of deep learning. So they spoke and waited. In many away like a passages in his letters to his friends he expounded the nature of his disease he was tortured by nervous attacks. belief. With some of the educated men of his time and country he shared a very peculiar faith. a strange. w^aited and waited." they lived pure lives and helped one another. during which he saw in a trance wondrous visions of heavenly glory and beauty. supernatural marvels. through and through. poetic fancy.322 THE GERMAN CLASSICS from the son of man. horror and death. in which life appeared a scene of misery." yet he had said. Yet he was diseased. a royal lineage. might be lost. They He did not come. There was a danger that this gracious tender personality might float perfume that is shed. Some of the disciples died. Thy kingdom come. But a man of might arase. wide and general education and experience and keen intellect. happy in their longing. to be his preserver and his herald. that time of disturbance His suggested strange theories to imaginative minds. heavenly descent. They prayed as he had *' taught them to their Heavenly Father. And *' I shall return in your lifetime. passionately and ardently held. Not far from his home there dwelt a man of the same race. a Nationalist and clerical. not come as he had promised there might remain a narrowthat his life had been lived in vain and would his followers be forgotten. resurrection : All that they had desired in vain all this was now attributed to him by passion- ate love. And because he did was a danger that national sect . the glorious purpose for which he had died. He was a little younger than the hero of the north . attacks aggravated at times to epileptic fits.

It was impossible. It may come any day. brooding in passionate aspiration. As the Saviour he will fight the evil men and spirits that possess this wicked At the last he will world. When this man. ingless blood of *' the gave him no peace. such are his people. send the heavenly being soon! Lord. he wanted men to be children of God away with the external forms of righteousness. with which they endure all that I lay upon them. . it was cold and meanmere skeleton of a faith. down from o-f all men are of misery. But his faith . . And this eternal heavenly being is it must be soon. greater and more glorious than the angels of God. Their trust in God is wonderful. already appeared on earth in the guise of a carpenter. without the flesh and life. he went Pondering one day over the along a lonely road. heard that there was a sect in the north which maintained that the Saviour had lives ! . how will he appear when he comes ? How will he come ? false Saviour. unspeakably dear.THE LIFE OF JESUS lows: 323 God. he was consumed by excitement and rage. will conquer them or perish. . sorrow and distress. How full my life and the coming soon. ' ' ' ' Gracious and pure they say he was. in the fulness of His eternal might. that is true. so friendly to . This eternal and heavenly being. but had risen again and would soon return. Yes. come the world is ripe. Heavenly being! gracious vision! Saviour! The Kingdom of Heaven come. And they are so gentle. will send the heavenly regions the Saviour. the joyful sense of being His children. will conceal his heavenly majesty in a human form. . conquer with the aid of God and His angels and free mankind from all evil. who had been God's right hand in the creation of the world. . . His Church had denied the holy one sent by God? The righteous in the land had not recognized the heavenly being? Calling for assistance from the State he hunted them down and persecuted them zealously. ' ' Lord. Sick in mind and body be longed for this life. *' . that he had been denied and killed by the pious authorities of the Church. an eternal and heavenly being. holding this faith.

. if he would only show himself to me If I could see him. . they knew that he was not the creator of the world. ' ' imaginative faith. stirred to annoyance and anger. . . a denizen of Heaven Then I should be free from the burden of my body. the true and son of man. And. had never seen him. glittering and heavy. free and blissful close to the knees '^ Oh. From this hour on he devoted himself with restless He has appeared to me energy to preaching the hero. This man. with all the marvelous attributes of his simple ' * . They have all. uplifted. for in vain. should stand. . . they had seen him doubtful and uncertain. he is the Saviour. risen. one of his physical and spiritual attacks came upon him. the great wonder of the world. .324 THE GERMAN CLASSICS ." . . . ! I of God. . . . dead and risen from the dead. . seen him in laughter and tears. his poet's eye in a fine frenzy rolling. . . behold! as he went on. then! . and he saw the Saviour standing in the radiant glow of heavenly beauty and glory. in an agony of indecision. . . . The simple moor folk had known his mother and father. . He had walked with them the long sandy ways to the town. . all that my poor soul yearns He was slain and rose from the dead freed from this misery of flesh. . but a man like themselves. Their eyes have looked upon him if it were true? Was he really the Saviour! Oh. He cried. He overlaid the humble simson of man with sevenfold brocade. . . had sat at table With him. eternal plicity of the He was the eternal Godhead. . And he decked the hero. he comes! Make haste! tomorrow or the day after tomorrow he will come down from Heaven and pass judgment. in sickness and health. then I one another. and was little interested in it he saw in him only the wonder of the world.. he knew little of his life. ''Awake! awake! God has been in the world! Awake! He comes .

the crea. judgment to come — nothing was con- cealed from him. fellow countrymen and strangers. strongly built and inter-penetrated with the fiery breath of love. And so the noble simplicity of the human picture disThe true man. they only reach God by the help of a wonder. In him gifted. living and dead. and of God and of the men whom . his new belief and love glowed like some divine frenzy.THE LIFE OF JESUS 325 His fiery eloquence not only persuaded the disciples and even the ancient followers it convinced others. '* Do this. that reached up from the foundations of Hell through up to and even above the arch of the seventh heaven. inspired by a passionate love of right. they can do His will. these are by nature the children of God." became. tion of the world. was distorted into the eternal wonder of the world. His words. heavenly beiag. ' ' if " these are they will it also." return to erect the Kingdom of Heaven upon earth became doeth the will of God ' ' first of all. striving and fighting upward appeared. He ." Only in one thing did he keep close to the pure and lofty son of man like him he said that love of God and man came . the children of the devil. preached sermons glowing with passionate love of the eternal. but blessed. The man who passionately loved his poor people and died for them in spite of hopes betrayed became the eternal Redeemer of mankind yet to be." His words. " Feel thyself the child of God! is Do the will of God! Whoso the belief " that he would appear again as the Eternal Judge of all men. the vaults of death. His imagination knew no bounds he knew the secret plans of God." were twisted to corrupt by nature. courageous and . through pain. are you blessed. People longed for a great and faith to harmonize their view of the world and conquering coordinate its elements. He erected a marvelous edifice of thought. if you believe also that the Son of God has died for only His hope ''that he should soon you. powerless.

and a few other documents dealing with him. In such a creed there was room for priests once more. a book which contained no error. and most people believed it. . The faith thus twice modified was both comforting and ' ' Even the It gained more and more adherents. they gathered together four wonderful accounts of his life. mockery and abuse. All these reports. rich religion of the State. the faithful accepted the conclusion that the time might still be far away. and powerful found it tolerable. effected by old and new Great collections of saints. these legends of laws were compiled. had been written under the eyes of God Himself. ' ' . admitted no contradiction. invented. and this increase in numbers brought the great mass of the indifferent. They took life more easily abandoning the passionate belief that he might return every . ' ' ! ! ! He came Then not. . and bound up all these contradictory and dis*' the Holy cordant stories in a book. It all was as it had been when They collected the old chronicles over which he had so brooded in his youth. and his courage was heroic. and the epistles of his great followers. moment they looked forward to the calm hope. The Eternal He cometh and judgment with him One Cometh But he came not. and rich. so that the faith became the fashion and was accepted as the attractive. he was a great and noble-minded man. he so longed to save. which they called Writ. For all his strangeness. were reported and recorded. Priests and Synods amended and Centuries passed. ''After death we shall come to him and he will have mercy upon us. a book which they said. " Up to the hour of his death he preached.326 THE GERMAN CLASSICS He endured danger and trouble. once more the easy priest grew sleek the hero arose. Legends arose miracles. ' ' " Divine they gradually forced themselves between the Redeemer and men the old juggling with human fears and human indolence began again.

" Man His piety and the courage with which he upheld his faith won for him half his countrymen. ' ' the ' ' doc- . and sat down to study the Holy Writ The trumpet tones of Paul. The northern part of Germany and the other Germanic races. human ingenuity and human ambition made a cold and unreal abstraction out of the good countryman.THE LIFE OF JESUS 327 the saints. . these compilations were added to the Holy Writ. and died far and wide. . full of passionate sincerity and vigorous life. working much as among the stars or on the ocean. just and pleasing in the sight of God through his faith in the death and merits of the Son of God. cast away the accursed collection of writings . He cast into the mud the mass of stupid contradictions with which the priests had overlaid the Holy Writ. sat his mother. The priests' com was in flower. time. he * ' said. bearing themselves with pride and dignity. is He took as the kernel of his faith the words. As he it grew to manhood he sought to set his soul in its true rela- tion to the eternal might. foolish mother! around him. among happened that among the German people a man arose: a true German. of native power and wide education. warm summer day constantly at Human work upon the ancient in lonely despair an abstraction. the brave hero who lived the life of a true and upright man: a man who cherished the pure and wonderful faith of a child. almost greater than he was his poor. that sat above the clouds Beside him ruling the world in a garment of stiff gold. which was itself as much forgotten as if they thought that no one would ever trouble about it again. its fragrance filled the ingenuity was Holy Writ. stood the wise old peasants who had once gone barefoot with him over the sands. . that strange apostle. The men So as eternal might is perpetually at work. rang out clear and full. he heard him only. In the end. in whose hands lies the future of the world. their faith in the * ' Word of God. He did not wholly understand his frenzied vehemence he adapted what itself. clad in robes of silk.

and the more it was regarded The as immutable. gave them a time of satisfaction. It did go on Who can name them all? Frederick the Great. a hundred and fifty years ago German men found courage and conviction to They wanted to see whether investigate the Holy Writ. in that it taught that the simple hero was merely the outward appearance which concealed the presence in the world of an heavenly eternally existent This being. . Helmholtz Greeting to you. driving them to seek out God. the Son of God and the creator of the world." And so in the course of the last two centuries the best minds of the nation. shall examine the book like any other. it. The so-called "Word of God" or ''doctrine of the Church " was founded on an error. but it went on and left them behind. * * We ' ' For a hundred years a hundred good and true men of . with the cold repulsive teaching of the Church. our leaders ' ' ! ! .328 trine of the It could THE GERMAN CLASSICS Church. ! is ever busy in the thoughts of men. the aspiring have turned away from this belief and the Church that represented it demanding that their Church should go before the people with a clarion voice leading them in the lofty path of freedom. not last not more than three hundred years did their faith hold them. and unreal. as the Church maintained. And the more empty and hard it grew the more it appealed to mediocrities. its greatest poets. calling out to the people. It was a bold undertaking. thinkers and leaders. . error made the doctrine based upon it empty. it was internally false to history and to morality. The churches now stood in the road like two old market women in their broken carts." as they called . hard. the noble. disturbed by the workings of the eternal in their souls. but they declared. Narrow-minded fools finally declared word of God and Luther's teaching shall never pass away. the intellectual. the young. The eternal might Dissatisfied the book were really a unity and infallible. Goethe.

rank grass and the tall trees. he did not and the Kingdom of Heaven did not come to pass. . It was a time of eager and joyful energy. The brave men pressed their way further and further into the garden. . there came. Second: In his thought he was a child of his time. Sixth: He made mistakes. seeking for the HolyAh! listen land. of the love of the Almighty and the divine nature of man. a wonderful. contradictory. to try and break through the hedge of thorns behind which the hero has slept in concealment for two thousand years. the exquisitely pure voice of a nightingale. true hero awake Gradually. . six or seven of the most important incidents in his life were established he stood there. First of all He said so himself. Fifth His nature was not wholly free from evil. was bad. religious and historical. we saw his soul. He was a man. through the long. return.THE LIFE OF JESUS ' ' 329 learning continued the investigation. and a mass of ' ' was much that was noble in it. hidden away in the mysterious mass of the green bushes. a new love for Him in our own day there has arisen a passionate and new love for the pure hero who was hidden away under so many strange disguises. from the midst of the wide garden. obscurantists and the depreciation of the anxious. Fourth He developed. There are proofs enough. anxiously and with reverent hearts. inconsistent beliefs: there much that . since many good men and true aided. ending on a note of quivering pain. a man. disorderly book. in spite of the scorn and contempt of . much that was narrow. It sang with intense and penetrating sweetness. . For a hundred years the brave German scholars toiled. much that was It was like a garden. varied. In the time of Luther there arose in many German hearts a new and passionate search for the word of God. ! ! . soft and clear. and as they did so it became clearer and clearer that the conHoly Writ tained many errors. the bourne of the human spirit. : : : .in the work and assisted one another. . Awake. Third: His character is remarkable. Further and further they penetrated.

faith in the goodness and nearness of the unknown eternal might. German investigation has dismissed them once and for all.330 . lofty as it is. . all his belief in spirits. not bind the children of a time so different from anything of which he could conceive. And his beautiful human the divine dignity and soul has given us this faith in lofty worth of every human soul. put away the mother of God and the Saints. all in We that leave on one side him that was temporary. God has had them judged and sentenced to death by German science. We. We protecting frame for the precious picture of the Away with the Saviour. In their time they may have had a validity and a use for mankind they may have served . He was of men. We leave on one side all the doctrines which have been laid down from the time of Paul and the Evangelists on concerning God and the Saviour. his belief in his bodily resurrection and the immediacy of the Kingdom of Heaven. and. Wonderful as his goodness and a man. faith in the stern and beautiful tasks of humanity Thus he lofty destiny in the Kingdom of Heaven. derived from this. THE GEEMAN CLASSICS . — put away the Trinity and the Fall. Why should we believe such things ? They cannot make us happier or better. can- was mistaken. moreover. the Pope and the Mass away with them. his miracles. Mistaken conceptions. Even his morality. like good I'ruit from good soil. fix their eyes on frame Only ignorant men or hypocrites as a ! . to light the meaning and the worth of human life brought and its and gave it an eternal nobility. neither in action nor in thought was He was the fairest of the children he more than man. wisdom and courage. the eternal Son of God and the atonement by his blood and the resurrection of the body. what have such things to do with belief? They are questions of knowledge. but they have no utility now. : and. And.

precious in that high and lofty faith that made childlike thy faith! Certainly thy faith had success. gay and joyous? " And my soul replies. thou fairest of the children of men.THE LIFE OF JESUS it 331 ! now. All my life long '• I have asked my soul. man. little outward " Father in Heaven" let thee descend into Thy the abyss of dark despair and had no mercy upon thee. then. And this faith is ours. thee so jojrful. an eagerness of eye own soul and peaceful joy." Therefore rejoice. And in this relation we find a deep it. we trust it. He was the true. thou mysterious children goodness. it and the souls of and hand in the cause of proga mind ready to help others and a joyous hopefulness ress. we draw close to teaches us a reverence for our others. set such a light in thine eyes. is our faith! And this is our faith: we feel and we believe that the hidden and eternal power is good and true and holy. not because he who first held it was an eternal and wonderful being or because he had any such authority over us. plete man. eternal power. how beautiful is thy picture how simple and little visible basis. what makes you calm and strong. my soul. the com- for happiness. Saviour. we rejoice in it. such strength and gentleness in thy heart! Thy faith made thee the brightest star in man's firmament. for the future of humanity. you never cease to search Tell me. What has authority to say in such questions? How can one soul be responsible for others? Each soul must stand alone. and therefore he discovered the true faith for Help me to hold it. but within thy soul had a prize beyond all estimation. power be what it may. And how did men treat thee? the men whose dignity thou heldst so high? Ah. '' The faith that the hero held. ye school and teachers . thou my Father. We approach it with a trembling childlike love. Therefore let the unknown eternal let it . My soul. do with us what it will thy faith. It is ours because it corresponds to the highest elements in the soul.

leading it on to the blessed kingdom of God. Here is triumph of science. Not for long shall ye be compelled to proclaim a senseless universe. preachers of both confessions. Christendom All seemed lost for thee in our Rejoice. an Instead. young manhood of the land! fighting against reason. but German investigation has torn her secrets from her. Rejoice. the gift of God. and speak with prophetic eyes and voice of the future of mankind. not knowing where to begin. Now there stands in the path a fearful. too. the wonderful stainless hero. Rejoice. you may prounhistorically distorted Saviour. too. If ! . ye whose minds are free and lofty. human. shaking your heads over the marvel which the Church had set down in the centre of man's path. a petty and unjust God. scholars and artists! You have stood. but truthful eyes. deceived and robbed thee. the deeds. and Japan will turn to the pure hero and accept his faith. made thee her servant and her scorn. to hold. and against the noble joy of living.332 THE GERMAN CLASSICS throughout the land. shall rejoice in Jesus the carpenter." But China. to rule it. ye. childlike faith. Rejoice. The Church is Rejoice. You have still to puzzle your brains over the stupid knowledge that is useless and harmful and has nothing to do with faith but it will all come soon to the waste-paper basket. you went round about it. bring into your lives his lofty. shall . and interpret it after his own fashion. the faith of the pure and true hero. ye. claim with shining eyes the life. She had grown swollen with her secrets. simple child of man looking at you with deep and The path of mankind is lofty indeed. which of Greece. Is she to contest the people any back? Now each man can hear with his own ears the exquisite song of the nightingale. Thou couldst not have conquered the world with the ** " ** Pope and the Word of God. is in a faith which rejoices in every harmony with the lofty spirit Rejoice. India. State! The Church has used thee indeed. time.

my soul. no more now arise. rejoice! Rejoice. for it is adapted to the human heart.THE LIFE OF JESUS 333 they have souls like ours they will accept it. . . the heart needs it and opens out to it. . my soul! Sit still a while and dream. and go about thy work thou joyful sad one. thou companion of God. Now. . thought! ! ! . thy eyes will accustomed to it. What light has been cast into the darkness of German If the light hurts thee. thou bird of the day! Dost thou grow see clear now? Dost thou see the land? Dost thou rejoice? What a Holyland what a joyous future is before it Sit still n while and look around and think.

his it is so big that it can see beyond temporary and disagreeable manifestations. the man because the most unexpected thing surprised. he looked out upon the world with that calmness which betokens the is who cannot be after all at peace with himself. Himself a master of the written [334] . but you could not have told offhand in which sphere of human activity Polenz had made A curious proof of the manysidedness of his his mark. It was his head Polenz was not which at once attracted your attention and made you feel the importance of the man.D. A pleasant smile about his lips revealed his kindliness. man who is tall. An Polenz was one of Germany's big estate owners. without losing faith in the essential beauty of life. engaged with him in a lively discourse on the agricultural possibilities west of the Mississippi. rather of medium build. character was given by an episode of his visit to the United interview was arranged for him with the most famous educator of the country who. Ph. From a pair of deep-set eyes.WILHELM VON POLENZ By Edmund von Mach. loved Germany. ony. Polenz loved life. and above everything else own little corner in the Lausitz in SaxHonest love is not always satisfied with everything. loved the world. and so Polenz could detect the errors and foibles of men. and could describe them. half covered by placidly drooping lids. rOUNT LEO TOLSTOY once referred to i^flrmer Biittner by AVilhelm von Polenz as a product of love. well profor the fact that his head seemed to sit portioned. except somewhat too snugly on his shoulders. knowing that States in 1902. but He was a keen and almost impersonal observer. only another revelation of eternal truth.

but did not like the kind of instruction given him. Adolf Bartels. not only libraries. and then went to Breslau University to study law. tion of his children. the editor of Polenz Collected Works. but also by the most competent critics. he apparently did not realize until after the interview that he had met one of Germany's best writers. however. one of her poets in prose. Germany but also of other countries. 1861. When Wilhelm was ten years of age he was sent to board with a Protestant minister who gave him his first instruction. which makes it easy for the boys to become familiar with the best literature. ' He passed all his examinations. however. This position. of which. and therefore spent much of his leisure time in outside reading. the lyric poet Detlev von Liliencron and the dramatist Gerhart Hauptmann. . recognizes only two contemporaries of Polenz as his equals. His father was a chamberlain of the king of Saxony and In the educaenjoyed other aristocratic prerogatives. he served one year in the army. Polenz was born in January. thanks to excellent translations and the absence of narrow-mindedness in the choice of books for the school Every large German school has its own library of fiction. he used through life only the first name.WILHELM VON POLENZ 335 word. After Polenz had graduated from the Gymnasium. Dickens. is conceded to Polenz not only by the great reading public. and received in baptism the names Wilhelm Christian Wolf. however. he was thoroughly democratic. Following the German custom he did not remain in this one law school three or four years. of . Ebers. Four years later he entered the Gymnasium in Dresden and remained there until graduation. because to German boys the great foreign authors are as accessible as their own writers. Dahn. in Castle OberCunewalde in Upper-Lausitz in Saxony. The seeming catholicity of this list indicates no uncommon turn of mind. carefully selected. and Wildenbruch are said to have been his favorite authors. Wilhelm. Turgenieff Daudet.

In the meanwhile his facility with the pen. and the young author could embark upon his new career without tasting the hardships of life. His family. in addition to his courses in law. Two people love each other. he resigned his office. however. has arranged matters badly. The subject of the book was not unusual. and broadened and deepened his general education beyond that enjoyed by most authors. von Polenz was wealthy. or being humbly dependent on his father. He went to Berlin. Die Silhne {^' The Atonement"). After passing his law examinations Polenz returned to Dresden to spend the required time in the law courts of the capital. In her judgment he had great confidence. but went from Breslau to Berlin and from there to Leipzig. and at once singled him out as a serious writer in command of a distinctly vigorous but pleasantly simple style. and in his twenty-ninth year published two volumes. It was well received. were opposed to his wishes. parently in accordance with the decree of fate. whom he married. as great a variety of other lectures as his time permitted. he fell in love with a young English lady. Here. and made writing his life's work. however. and instead of forcing the issue. Since he was naturally openminded. and she removed his last doubt in his own literary ability.336 as is THE GERMAN CLASSICS done in America. married another man before her true mate put in his . Since he was sure now that it was something more than youthful dissatisfaction with a strictly regulated career which made him wish for a change. Polenz contented himself with attending. for the girl had however. aphis first large novel in Fate. the extent of his studies quickly made him give up the last vestiges of a dogmatic outlook on life. and his innate love of literature suggested to him more and more forcibly that "he cut loose from the gentlemanly career of a government official for which his law-studies were preparing him. which had made him write several youthful plays while still in Dresden. Mrs. and launch forth on the less secure sea of authorship.

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If one never meets people in a natural way. the A less discerning man might have irretrievably attached himself either to the few dogmatic conservatists or to the revolutionary iconoclasts. on November 13. and later moved to his old ancestral home Ober-Cunewalde. natural additional interest was farming. Polenz. 1903. for he had been born in the country and his ancestors had been landed affect one as man to if man. He. Similar tales had often been told. moreover. in spite of our sympathy with these of fate. one's vision proprietors through centuries. 337 The story runs its course. happiness. but few had abounded in such exquisite character sketches. and on frequent other occasions he visited the centres of culture and traveled much. XVII — 22 . In Berlin Polenz came into close relations with Moritz von Egidy.WILHELM VON POLENZ appearance. on the side of those who condemn the puppets standards of this boy and girl. In the winter months. as all such stories and the lovers pay the penalty for a brief moment of will. For Polenz the should have other interests besides. bought the country estate Lauba. where he engaged actively in agriculture on a large scale until he died. from the effects of an operation. and if their doings never is apt to grow diswishes to do one thing well one one torted. though contrasting. his last journey in 1902 taking him to North America. however. He also met all young German writers who in their search after new gods neglected the good traditions of the older schools. or made us feel that we stand. The results of this trip he published in his book Vol. therefore. He also soon realized the danger besetting the writer who wishes to be true to life but who has no other pursuit than that of writing. however. and he became deeply interested in Egidy 's efforts to convert Germany to a healthier and more useful Christianity than the existing churches offered. the leader of the German ethical culture movement. saw in both only the natural. manifestations of a truth which is so big that it can never find complete expression in any one way.

Farmer (1897). . with a distinctly German 1899 to his death. and somewhat personal flavor. Of the twelve works of his first period three novels stand out prominently: The Pastor of Breitendorf (1893). finished novel and a book of poems were published partly after his death by his brother. The Land of the Future was his last book. Tolstoy. It appeared thirteen years after his first publication and marked the close of a singularly active career. and the lord of the manorhouse. strength. Adolf Bartels divides the literary work of Wilhelm von Polenz into two great periods. beautiful Gerused to speak of his who admired Polenz. and finesse respectively have been claimed as the characteristics of these books. which reveals him as a keen and accurate observer. farmers play the prominent part. from 1890 to 1898. and a careful chooser of what is worth The Land while in the information gathered from others. the pastor. The scene is laid in all alike in that beautiful Biittner (1895). the independent farmer. and Polenz describes in The Lord of Grabenhagen them separately the three lived his active corner of Saxony where Polenz was born and where he and observant life. but this is only partly true. strength prevails.338 THE GERMAN CLASSICS of the Future. therefore. for Polenz wrote each scene in the style most expressive of his charIn Farmer Biittner. His style as well as his idea is appropriate to the The gripping material facts with which he is dealing. for in these thirteen One more years Polenz had published eighteen books. Polenz never wrote anything simply for outward effect or socalled charm of language. but the picture of the Count of Saland is done with as much The Lord of Grabenhagen. and from when his books struck a more universal note. man." and undoubtedly had reference to the adequacy of his style. for he was a scrufinesse as anything in ' * pulous observer of the dictates of what is called inner form. where rugged acters. Freshness. forces for good or evil in a German country community.

but their men and women were wooden and lifeless. the influence of Guy a tragedy of tremendous force. Polenz published two others and several collections of short stories. but also in Innocence and Other Stories published in 1892. in which he returned to the subject treated in his first book The Atonement. aerial perspective. The same general note is struck. of of his characters. " You can or as one reviewer put it actually smell the : : trees in the woods. another collection of short stories published in Two years later Polenz wrote Andreas Bochholdt. Short Stories and Poems (1894) contains studies of a moral nature not unlike the Gustav and Pauline episode in Farmer Bilttner (1895). like the two dramas Prussian Men and Heinrich von Kleist published in the same year. and three dramas between 1890 and 1898. but in large part to his singularly appropriate style. however. Adolf Bartels tells us that Polenz felt deeply this neglect of what he knew to be a masterpiece. probably had been written." . which accounts for the good. The critics have seen de Maupassant not only in Temptation. His first book. The Forest is chiefly noted for its wonderful atmosphere.WILHELM VON POLENZ 339 intensity of Farmer Bilttner is not entirely due to the author's true conception. The Atonement. In addition to his three great novels. but accepted it as another manifestation of the incalculability of the stage. The linear perspective of these painters was good. 1896. although more frequently tinged with religion. because they painted them without the envelope of air and only in air men live. did not find favor with theatrical managers. at least in part. was followed by Temptation in 1891 which. before The Atonement. In the same year (1898) he published the last short story of his first period The Forest. for it attunes the reader to the reality of the surroundings in which the old farmer lived. which. but until the artists had learned the principles of . Karline. Many early painters knew how to reproduce the human form. He could not understand it. in Purity. portraits is Polenz' aerial perspective life life were impossible.

which was completed in design. moreover. Polenz published six books: The Watch Tower {Lug in's Land. mous. If this is so. In no instance. 1902). from 1899 to his death in 1905. and three important novels. although several chapters had remained unfinished. Polenz was wise Not one of his books points in disguising his purpose. The Thekla Ludekind (1899). his book on America. not only with their heads but also with their hearts. was largely spent in America. f er he too sun and sent his soul to search eternity. taken from every sphere of that pass through the pages of Polenz' books is enorlife. and one of these years. a village tragedy of the eighteenth century. was Polenz blinded by his study of — — The wealth of nor did he forget that truth is bigger than any He never lost his grip on essentials. Loose at the Roots first. reveals the life of several writers. Two of his books were published posthumously. and the third. 1901) a collection of short stories descriptive of life in his more immediate neighborhood. a collection of poems (1904). the friend and editor of Wilhehn von Polenz. the straighter they will walk. edited by his brother." detail. 1902. Master and Servant (Junker und Froner.340 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Although the brief second period of Polenz' activity contained only four years. characters. an obvious moral. while aU especially his great novels teach a better life only by giving the reader a deeper insight into life. and the final words of his last book are singularly descriptive of had turned his face to the his own character. believes that the underlying motive of all the writ- ings of Polenz was his deep desire to help his people find the proper way through life. Harvest Twie. the second. ' ' . portrays the peculiar conditions under which artistic temperaments exist. is {Wurzellocker. 1901). and the novel Happy People. individual. The more men know. but all are intensely and lovingly observed. concerned with the woman question. Love is Eternal (1901). Adolf Bartels.

the contrary.D. then. The farmer was walking between his two sons. which reminded one of a gnarled oak. but. Karl. was as tall as his father. His eyes were large. was forced into a dark blue coat with long skirts. Karl and Gustav. which he wore very long. tall and spare. the older. clean shaven. somewhat sleepy. His strong. which made him look like a big. kind-hearted boy. too. all [341] . He was shod in heavy boots and walked with the swagger and unconcern which betokened the owner of the largest farm in the village. placed for it offered a rather ruffed-up appearance. but carried more flesh than the latter. and his cheeks full and rosy. this was the same coat in which the farmer had been married. I ARMER TRAUGOTT BUTTNER to was going church with his two sons. PH. more than ^ He was not in the least troubled about thirty years ago. of ruddy complexion and sandy hair turning gray. as used to be the fashion.WILHELM VON POLENZ FARMER BUTTNER TRANSLATED AND ABRmGED BY EDMUND VON MACH. the coat having grown too tight for his chest and shoulders. On his long straight hair he had a silk hat which had not grown smooth with age. was clean shaven. The farmer himself was in the sixties. His powerful hands. as thorough-going country folk are. Three fine looking men they were. somewhat angular frame. the resulting restraint was an excellent concomitant of that measured solemnity which seems to go On with Sunday morning. He. The tight sleeves prevented any freedom of motion.

aware of his good looks and the attention he was sure to receive from all the church-goers of Halbenau on this Frequently his gloved hand moved toward his blond day. He was stolid companions was greatly to his advantage. he assumed. and like him he was dressed in a long On his frock-coat. as did his father. whom death. the first primroses were blooming. farmer Biittner and his sons sat down in their The old family seats in the first gallery near the pulpit. He knew every face he saw\ Here and there he missed one or the other of the older people. He was a Possibly it was due petty officer in a cavalry regiment. which is the proper garb for church. fully expression. with lace on his coat. also narcissus and hepatica.342 THE GERMAN CLASSICS however. moustache as if to make sure that the most important of He had not all manly distinctions was still in its place. In church. Gustav looked about the little church. Biittners had been among the original farmers of Halbenau. and he The contrast with his two himself quick and attractive. round head he wore a silk hat with a very broad brim. was astir. In short. In the little gardens to the right and left of the village street. and had a frank and most pleasingGustav moved along with conscious grace. would have quickly quenched any desire to fool with him. Karl Biittner was the well-fed counterpart of Traugott Biittner. for during this Easter visit he was showing himself for the first time to his friends as a petty officer of cavalry. . to his smart uniform that his figure appeared lithe. Gustav was very different from these two. and every one in Halbenau head. rather sinewy and well built. except that he was his junior by thirty years. been seen at home before this. Today he carried a thick hjinnal in his hand. There was practically no conversation on the way to church. somewhat smaller than his father or his brother. had called away. Only now and then an acquaintance nodded his It was Easter Sunday. During the singing and the lengthy organ interlude which gave one a good chance at introspection.

It was too stupid What business had he to trouble about the girl? What was she to him now? If one were to feel interest in every woman with whom one had had an affair. Gustav blushed. where women were seated. . She was not much better than a servant girl. made it difficult to recognize their faces at once. Week days perhaps she even went about barefooted and in short skirts ! a haughty air. one might as well And above everything. He controlled himself until the minister had given out his text then he could stand it no longer he had to know whether Pauline Katschner was in . for she sat to one side of him. God knew. ! ! ! He — in company with such a girl. and this annoyed him. church. he had to turn his head sharply to the left. In town. if he should appear with her there. anxious to be as little noticed There she was And of course. He heartily despised Pauline Katschner. leaned slightly forward. silently comparing his former sweetheart with the ladies ' whose acquaintance he had made in the restaurants and on the promenades of the provincial capital. Gustav Biittner had carefully avoided looking at one definite spot in this section. if she was in church at all. for he knew a girl was sitting there who was sure to watch him. There were several girls or young married women with whom he had gone to school. at that very she too had looked up at him. Until now. Katschner He could not afford to show himself in town as possible.FARMER BUTTNER the 343 Occasionally he even glanced to the aisle below. but their gay headgear. almost under the gallery. Pauline give up one's future. caps and hats. or whose acquaintance he had made in the dance hall. ' ' He assumed ' . the simplest maid had better manners than any or all of the girls in his village. For nothing in the world. would he have wished to appear as if that interested him in the least. moment. If he wanted to look where she had her seat. They would unmercifully laugh at him in the barracks.

Then. It was The ladies he knew in town were of another class. It was not And more. What had he to do with Pauline Katschner. . What had he not promised then. not a word of the sermon. still and he missed age. when he had returned on furlough after having been away one year What had he not done then from sheer happiness! And the girl! They had acted like people bereft of their reason. who did not retheir obligatory presence at church as a fine oppor- among tunity for taking a nap. foolish. tomed At home also. set his family a good example. He had not been entirely spoiled in the city. what assurances had he not given her ! ! He tried to drive these thoughts out of his head. The boy! what concern of his was he? Who could prove that it was his child! He had been away so very long. him. he had been accusThe old farmer to strict discipline in such matters. whose father had been a Years cards! poverty stricken country laborer! In the meanwhile the minister had begun to preach. and had always been of those exceptional fellows gard his comrades. or sent him New Such things could not move him. he had done with the girl! whatever they wished. if she complained. albeit his voice He even joined in the sing- had grown rather thin with Karl. He had been such a simpleton at that time. when he had been obliged to leave home as a recruit. and Gustav was trying to follow his words.344 THE GERMAN CLASSICS And him! — once this girl down there had been everything to Suddenly he remembered his parting from her. He did not care. who spoke well and who could waltz. real ladies. Let the people say Well. or wrote him cordial birthday letters. such a terrible fool! No one could keep what he had then promised. as they kissed each other for the last time. for there was hardly a Sunday when he was not in his seat in church. both had thought their hearts would break. ing. And again. she herself had not been faithful to binding.

Pauline's mother. He replied. Farmer Biittner to his was pleased to notice the general attention given Old men and young men surrounded the youthful officer. " he and without giving her his hand. he had bought her this hat in town. and even Karl had served his three years in the army. the men gathered about the church door and remained there for some time. whose uniform recalled to many the years of their own service in the army. Had he not about enough of it. Gustav. Katschner. probably expecting . and given it to her when he had come home on a visit. Farmer Biittner himself wore the medals of the last two campaigns. an older one with a gay shawl over her head. do? replied." said Mrs. with that self-consciousness which the uniform gives to the common people. When the service was over. when he was friendly with Pauline Katschner. and to the older men even their experiences in the war. could not be kept from his nap in church. that he was boy Gustav. *' " How do you Howdy. and turned to a young fellow with an unimportant remark. he was asked. The older woman was the widow Katschner.FARMER BUTTNER 345 on the other hand." Gustav replied frostily. — * ' ' ' The women hesitated a few minutes. who was somewhat given to indolence. the widow said and laughed to hide her Halbenau 1 embarrassment. Gustav had recognized this hat from the gallery. ''Yes. and when would he return to Halbenau. Years ago. still too well pleased with his life in the army to think of exchanging his sword for the pitchfork. Gustav. Two women advanced in the direction of the men. frowning The girl had dropped her head. and a younger one in a black hat on which there were some bright pink flowers. she was blushing and lookWell. you are back again in ing at her hymnal. but no other Biittner had ever received a commission. and soon after the minister had concluded the first part of the three enumerated divisions of his sermon Gustav noticed that his brother was peacefully sleeping. Gustav had to answer many questions.

" Don't." she cried and stretched out her hand to him. Then the girl. ' ' * ' ' ' pass her. for she stood . ten or twelve young In the fellows. along. to follow She should him. She stood before him with '* heaving breast. He could not stand her glance. going together. '' Gustav. and turned as if he wished to I have no time. like this. and looked straight into his eyes. He turned. and tried to look as unconcerned as could be. and to address him in broad daylight. to meet again in the dance toward evening. however. ma. then they proceeded along the village street. He tried hard to appear exasperated take herself away." she said. Then she took his hand saying. after the other they entered their houses. At first he assumed a forbidding air. and gruffly asked what she wanted. hall They agreed. And he shrugged his shoulders and rocked his body. Come Then the two women left. Gustav. he replied. and lighted their One cigars. The Biittner farm was situated at the extreme end of the The farmer and Karl had gone ahead." This was no way of doing things. with her. for it was dinner time. Pauline did not seem to be afraid of him. '* You might at least have shaken hands with me. Gustav was village. inn they had a glass of beer. and looked away. who seemed to be *' on the verge of tears. But she stepped '^ don't treat me in his way. standing. drew her mother away. Pauline Katschner was only a few steps behind him. to be addressed — ' ' Gradually the men began to move off. when he heard his name called." one of the fellows mockingly remarked to the young officer. he said. school friends of Gustav.346 THE GERMAN CLASSICS by him. let 's be gone *' You don't seem to know her any more. " don't act like this! You are behaving as if you did not know me any more. She was out of breath from having run fast. just turning into an alley which offered a short cut home.

just women's But then he was already by seeing her and hearing her familiar voice. it would be difficult to get rid She wiped her tears with a corner of her black apron and " What have asked. he had never fully believed the story which others had told him. Days and years have passed.FARMER BUTTNER close in front of 347 him where with one movement of his arm he could have brushed her aside. It He chewed on rid of her. Really. and was annoyed. Nobody had taught this girl these tricks. It had been for him only a welcome pretext to get moustache and was glum. You are really acting as if I were a bad girl. and had she not been his first love This gave him a peculiar feeling. She always cried easily. of this girl again. half won. but the cleverest coquette had no more efficacious means of winning the heart of a man than had this simple child of ' ' ' ' nature. But he did not raise his hand. hard. ' ' ! — ! ! — just tell me what makes you his act like this! " would have been easy to tell her point blank that she had had an But at this affair with some one else in the meanwhile. happier than with any other. Between and swallowed tears she knew how to look at him tenderly and coaxingly like a tame dove. with her kind big eyes. a head shorter than he. and you have replied to none of my many letters. was hard. and her snow-white teeth. he was again under her spell. That would have been the limit! Tears! He hated tears. He saw himself He feared as a wicked and cruel man. fresh and healthy. since we last saw each other. Gustav? Do tell me. . Gustav. Now. What memories did not her face recall to him He had been so happy with her. she whispered I have had to be so angry with you. as she stood before him. Gustav " Her eyes suddenly filled with tears. moment and under the steady gaze of her faithful eyes he suddenly saw how shallow his suspicion had been. a kind of homesickness and gratitude for all her goodness to him. like an apple. you against me. That she had to cry just now.

it seemed. At last he followed her. Then he had wept like a child. one of the smallest and most insignificant dwellings of the village. ' ' K ' ' : ' ' — . when she wished. him She took his hand and drew him in the direction she wished him to go. She could called ' ' ' ' appear as if she did not notice anything. that his sergeant major once had That had been when his him a milksop. She uttered not another word of reproach. Gustav do at speak. Then she said. Pauline lived with her mother. knew how to reach him. chestnut bay had developed a spavin and had to be shot. the widow Katschner. She spoke of her mother and of her boy. Pauline had raised her head and her eyes conveyed her request. Gustav 1 He is almost a year old. Pauline. There was only enough land . and her voice was sweet and girlish I have told the boy so much of you. and " Don't asked in a still lower tone: you want to look at your boy at all. He did not understand himself. before he really knew that he was going with her. There was no more daring horseman among all the subalterns of his garrison. as she wished and went with her to look at the boy. and yet he could be so soft. Gustav. He loved to train young horses. Come on. deeply moved. for she was more than anxious to keep him in good humor. then he confessed himself to be his father. in a thatched cottage. She acted as if there never had been an estrangement between them." she least look at ' ' ! coaxed while he still hesitated. He cannot yet but papa he can say. The young man hesitated. come with me.348 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Suddenly she dropped her head. and thus brought him to her door. *' Come. He fully knew he did that this moment would determine everything. Her aim was to give him no time to recollect himself. fortifying himself behind the excuse that one could not really know whose it was. Until now he had not done so. And then he was angry with himself for having yielded. and told him many jolly things. her cheeks flaming.



for a garden, not enough to live on and too much on which to die outright. The two women earned a pittance with

Pauline used to work at the manor house, but had not done so of late. Pauline had her own little room in the rear of the house. Every step here recalled vivid memories to Gustav. By
their handiwork.

low door, through which he could not pass without stooping, he had entered, when she first had admitted him to her chamber on a hot July night. And how often had he not come and gone since By day and by night before he entered the army, and even after that when he was at home on furlough. Few changes had been made in the little room during the

past year. Everything was scrupulously clean and orderly, and there was a definite place for everything. Here stood her bed, the wardrobe was close by, and next to this the
chest of drawers.

The mirror, with a crack in the lower hand corner hidden by a New Year's card, hung in its

accustomed place. Gustav 's eyes took in everything almost involuntarily, but they failed to find what they sought. Pauline followed his looks and smiled. She knew for what he was looking. She stepped to her bed and petted down her fluffy pillows. Close to the head board, almost lost in the featherbed there lay something round and dark. She beckoned to him with her eyes to approach, and he understood that the boy was asleep. Carefully he raised
' '

sword from the ground and tried to step softly. There he is " she whispered, and smiled happily while she smoothed the pillow on which the head of the little


was resting. The young man stood before his boy and was embarrassed. The sight took away his breath. He had not even had time to remove his helmet, and hardly dared to look at the baby. This then was his son. He had a child! The thought was rather oppressive, benumbing. He felt

restrained by a sense of strange responsibility.



She came to his assistance, relieving him first of his hehnet, and then gently raising the boy from his pillow. She herself guided his big hand that he might touch his own flesh and blood. Finally she nestled close to him, and asked how he liked the child. He did not reply, for he stood helpless and astonished
before his offspring. Suddenly a smile chased across the baby's face and he moved his tiny fingers, still fast asleep. And not till then did the father realize that this little bundle was really a
living thing.

This thought touched him to the quick. Such a little thing with such a tiny body was alive and would be a man some day his son! Pauline and he had given him life; this new creature was part of their own flesh! The eternal miracle of creation in its fullest sig-

nificance flashed across his mind.


felt the tears rising to his eyes.

He swallowed

hard, and blew his nose. He gritted his teeth and mastered his emotion, for he would not have wept here for anything
in the world.

was busying herself about the her black hat with the pink flowers, had roiled up her sleeves, and put on a white apron. She was even prettier without her hat, for her singularly beautiful blond hair showed to its best advantage. She wore it parted in the middle, as is customary with country girls, and had gathered it into a veritable nest of little braids on the back of her head. Her black dress was the same dress in which she had gone to her first communion, and only by letting out its seams and adding a bit at the bottom had she managed to have it still fit her well dePauline, in the meanwhile,


She had taken


veloped womanly form. At last she tripped back to the bed, saying the boy had She awakened him slept enough, he needed his bottle. him and kissing him on his forehead. by gently raising The child opened a pair of big dark eyes, looked about
greatly astonished, and immediately began to cry.




who was unfamiliar with such


greatly perplexed.

him that this did not mean much. was hungry. She took a tin can from the chimney cupboard. The little room had no stove of its own, but only a chimney which was heated from the next room. In the can there was a little bottle of milk. Pauline who had the child in her arms raised the bottle to her lips, tasted the milk, and quickly attached a rubber nipple. Then she put the boy, who with looks and hands was eagerly
Pauline, however, told


asking for his well-known bottle, back on the bed. Finally she placed the nipple between his lips, whereupon his crying ceased, giving place to a comfortable gurgling sound. Gustav drew a breath of relief. The incident had made him feel uneasy, and while Pauline was proudly happy, he could not avoid a sense of oppression. The girl stooped over her baby who was giving his whole strength and attention to his food, and arranged his pillows with that tenderness which only a mother can show. When her boy was at last thoroughly at ease, the thought of Gustav reentered her mind. She dusted a chair for him with her apron and asked him to sit down. He had not yet Now she urged him to said one word about the boy.
express himself. He thought the boy seemed to be strong and healthy. But this did not satisfy her motherly pride, and she, in her Was he not return, began to sing the baby's praises. well formed and big*? She even maintained that markably he was marvelously intelligent, and cited as a proof, several

He was big for his age, and had been little tricks. a giant even at birth. He had made her suffer much when he arrived, she added under her breath, lowering her head. Then she related that she had nursed him herself until he
of his


six months old. Gustav only half listened

to these stories

which were of

such importance to her, for he had his own thoughts. What was to be done now? He had confessed himself the father

of this child.

its care.


Since he was a decent fellow, he would have He had always despised those fellows who desert girls and children for whom they are responsible. Once he had even promised Pauline that he would





he looked at her, taking care of every-

thing, neatly and capably, and always pleasant and cheerful, the thought of marrying her was rather agreeable to him, for did he not know that she was a thoroughly good

But why marry

at all



recollected the misery of


of the households of married subalterns.

The very thought

was enough
with several
ations gave


make him
' '


And there was
' ^

He would have



in his garrison.

All these consider-

him a headache. Then Pauline began to speak of her own affairs, and how sad and lonely the last winter had been. Her mother had been sick in bed for weeks, they had had no money, and no man near to help them. The care of her child had prevented her from doing much else. To cap the climax Gustav had no longer written her and now she asked again what had been the matter with him. He avoided a reply and asked instead why she no longer went to work at the manor house. There had been a good reason, she said, and then with

lowered voice, as


she feared the child might understand

her, she explained, that the young gentleman there wanted to take liberties with her. For this reason she

had had

decided to stay away from there, although she could ill afford to do without her wages. Gustav pricked up his ears. This was the very story of which he wanted to know more details, for he had been told
suspicious rumors coupling her name with that of the young gentleman. What had happened, he asked, how far had matters gone? Pauline was deeply moved when these things were mentioned. She did not mince her words in relating the

offensive behavior of the


man who had tried to take advantage of her position. Her looks said more than her words, and everything proved to Gustav beyond a doubt that she had remained faithful to him.
Gustav let her feel how glad he was that these stories had been baseless, and she learned for the first time that he had known of them. This then was the explanation of his disapproval of her. But who could have carried the slander to him? He only said that people had spoken to him about it, and did not reveal to her that the aspersions had come from his own family, who had never looked with favor on
' '

' '

his relations with Pauline.

Pauline took the whole affair much to heart. She was grieved that he should have suspected her for so long, without speaking to her about it. She suddenly grew very
for she felt the injustice and humiliation of his toward her as women are apt to feel such things, deeply. Quietly and without looking at him she busied herself in the back of the room.


much he had

did not feel easy either, for he knew too well how sinned against her. He was embarrassed and studied the tips of his boots. There was a pause in which one could distinctly hear the


regular breathing of the child who had finished his bottle. Suddenly Pauline walked to the bed, and taking the boy from the pillows said, " But you haven't had the boy in your arms at all, Gustav," and with these words she held
the baby out to him. He took the child as he would have taken a bundle, while the boy fixed a vacant stare, as babies do, on the glistening
lace on his father's collar.

has also been baptized," Pauline added. " I wrote you at the time, but you sent him no gift. The minister was angry at first, and scolded much, that such a thing had





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In the meanwhile, Gustav had settled matters with himHe would recognize both the mother and the child. The baby reached with his hand for his father's moustache, but Pauline gently pushed his little hand aside. Everybody says he looks just like you, Gustav your
; ' '

very image.

young father smiled at his counterPauline had taken his arm, and her looks moved happily from Gustav to her boy. This little rascal had at last taken hold of his father's moustache and gave a shriek
the first time, the


of joy.

They were

the picture of a

happy family.


Gustav Biittner reached home much too

late for dinner.

The family had


some time



old farmer

in shirt sleeves sat in his corner snoozing, while Karl was he really let it go out only during meal smoking his pipe


The women were busy clearing



and wash-

ing the dishes.

Gustav 's mother expressed her surprise that he had stayed so late, for it had not been his custom, she said, to frequent the inn on Sunday mornings. Gustav accepted
It was not necessary for this reproof with good grace. his family to know what had happened. He took his seat silently on the wooden bench before the

big square family table. Then he unbuttoned his army coat to make room for his food, while his mother brought
the dishes

from the hot


She was an easy going woman, in her fifties. Her face might have been very pretty in her youth, but since then she had developed a double chin and lost several of her teeth. Gustav She looked amiable and kind-hearted. resembled her more than any of the other children. Her movements were slow and rather stiff and awkward.

Rheumatism, the greatest
troubled her.








wanted The young


of her daughters offered to assist her, but she to have the pleasure of serving her boy herself.

was her
' '

favorite child.

Placing a covered
' '

dish on the table and standing before him, arms akimbo, Then she she said smilingly Well, Gus, attention

raised the cover, and there were pork and dumplings with stewed pears. Your favorite dish, she laughed at him, nor did she take her eyes from him as he helped himself
' '
' '



The loving mother seemed to relish every mouthher darling ate. They did not speak. You could have

heard his tin spoon strike against the earthen dish, for Gustav did not trouble with a plate. The old farmer was snoring in his corner, and Karl was on the best way to follow suit, in spite of his pipe. In another corner of the room, where the huge stove stood and the broad bench in its cosy recess, the younger women were busy with the pans and dishes in a steaming tub of water. The farmer had two daughters. The third woman was
the wife of Karl, the oldest son. The Biittner girls were very different in appearance. You would hardly have taken them to be sisters. Toni, the

was of medium height but very strong with a broad Her round face, with her red lips and cheeks, was pretty, largely owing to her health and youth. She was the typical peasant beauty with her full bosom and strong body. Ernestine, the younger sister, had only recently been confirmed, and had hardly yet grown to woman's estate. She was slender and delicate in appearance, which is unusual in the country. But she was muscular and by no means weak. Judging by her quick and graceful movements, she was clever at any work. She could do more and do it more easily than her sister. Out of respect for father's nap, they avoided making




noise with the dishes.

Therese, however, the

daughter-in-law, seemed to trouble little about the old man. She spoke in a deep, rough voice with that gurgling intonation characteristic of those who have an incipient goitre.



She was tall and thin and had a long, pointed nose. Her cheeks were pale, but her bones were strong and her neck
very thick. In taking the clean dishes to the cupboard she had to pass her husband whose head had dropped to his breast, while his long pipe was resting on his legs. She roughly knocked against him exclaiming: '' There is no need for you men-folk to sleep most of the day, just because we women are working ourselves to death. That would be a nice world. Wake up, Karl! " Karl jumped up and looked about him in great confusion. Then he took up his pipe and began to relight it, but soon
his eyes closed again, while his better half



and fro

grumbling and


Therese's w^rath was not due to her husband's drowsiness, for she was accustomed to it, but to the fact that She the choicest bits were given to Gustav by his mother.
did not like this brother-in-law, whom the old people preferred to his older brother. Possibly, she also felt that

Gustav was superior

to her



many ways, and

jealous. Thoroughly angry she whispered in so far as you could ever have applied to the other girls ' Mother is again stuffing the word ' whisper ' to her

made her



Gustav, as best she can At last Gustav ceased eating and pleased his mother by having cleaned the platter. He stretched himself, yawned and remarked that such food, he was sure, could not be had

' '

in the barracks.
'' Has In the meanwhile the farmer had waked up. " he about him with Gustav been here? asked, looking and when he learned that his son had already sleepy eyes eaten, he rose and said that he wished to take a walk over the fields with Gustav. The young officer was ready to join him. He never knew how to pass the long Sunday afternoons at home. Karl left the room in company with his father and brother, apparently to go over the farm with them. But



he soon disappeared, for he had only seized the opportunity
of making his escape. He wished to continue his nap in the hayloft undisturbed by his wife. The farm consisted of three buildings, built in a square with the open side toward the south. The living-house, an

ordinary structure of wood and sundried brick, with a woodshed attached, used to have a thatched roof, which the present -owner had exchanged for one of tiles. The wooden beams were painted black and the big squares of sundried
brick white; the attic windows, like eyes, pierced the roof under big arches, and the aspect of the whole house was

orderly and friendly, old fashioned and substantial. The house had been banked for the winter with moss, leaves and sand from the woods, and this- girdle of warmth had not yet been removed. The house was well guarded, and you could see that the people who lived here, loved and protected
their hearth.

Another long and high roof sheltered the barn and mows and two threshing floors, while a third building contained the stables for the horses and the cows and the piggery. Both these buildings still had old-fashioned thatched roofs. They were old, but well kept. You could see that generations of good and industrious managers had been at work here. There were no cracks and every hole had been closed

The manure heap was
with the

in the middle of the courtyard

pump for the liquid manure close by; and into one of the gables of the barn, a pigeon house had been

built in the shape of a little castle, where the doors and windows took the places of ordinary pigeon holes. A circle of sharp iron barbs kept out the beasts and birds of prey. In the open barn you could see carts, hay racks and other

wagons, while their poles stood in orderly array in the courtyard. The ladders were hung under the projecting roofs wood, split and sawed for the kitchen, kindling and brush were stored in the woodshed. In addition there was a place in which to slake lime, and close by, a pile of sand.

asked to have the horse taken out-of-doors that he might inspect her gait. although he knew perfectly well that his father was waiting for this. as they should be in every well-kept farm. But he had not yet expressed an opinion. judging by the size of some of them. There Mrs. he said nothing. . He had even seen . while the comfort of the owners also had received attention. The door of the house was especially pretty. Three smooth stone steps led up to it. and also a variety of flowers. In one corner. especially those that were noticeable for their bright coloring or fragrance. And give no thought and not much care To what will be their lasting share. Biittner raised vegetables and useful herbs. This was already the third or fourth visit which the young officer was making to the new horse. were well nigh a hundred years old. small garden had been made on the south and east sides A of the house. this inscription had been carved: " Securely men build earthly nests Where they can sojourn only as guests. Even during this visit. although he had arrived only the previous evening. there stood a simple wooden arbor over which gaudy beans twined in summer time. and the trees." Gustav and his father went from the house straight to the stables without exchanging words or looks. On a block over the door. protected by a wooden fence. and the jams and lintel were also of granite. sharpen Everywhere the useful and necessary things had been attended to.358 THE GERMAN CLASSICS to There were also the appropriate stones on which the scythes. touch which added considerably to the splendor of the garden consisted A of shining glass balls mounted on gaily painted sticks. after having carefully examined the leg muscles and sinews of the mare. for here the most interesting possession of the farmer was to be a two year old bay mare. which Biittner had recently bought. There also was a grassy orchard.

the old man stopped. Perhaps this was because each one knew intimately the inmost feelings and wishes of his next of kin. ried about with therefore. father and son stepped There had been no noticeable out into the courtyard. and realized that his own ideas were equally as transparent to the others. divisions of the Gustav was by no means indifferent to what he saw.FARMEE BUTTNER 359 The Biittners were a peculiar lot. The fields were cut by a broad road with old and deep ruts. They did not speak. There was no need to hurry today. and having renewed her bedding. in that nothing was more difficult for them than to express themselves freely to one of their own people. Every one found this burdensome. since Gustav had last visited the farm. because neither expected . The two men. which extended from the barn to the woods. Father and son proceeded slowly. for he had been born and brought up in the country and knew . After having sufficiently petted and stroked the mare. on the banks of which Biittner had his meadows. as if to challenge him to an expresslanting sion of opinion. From the woods belonging to the farm a little brook ran down. left the courtyard without stopping else. giving his son a look each time. and these Gustav had inspected with his mother before going to church. each on his own side of the road.the other to speak first. partly overgrown with grass. The buildings were on its lower end. Frequently they silently car- them for weeks their thoughts on the matters. beyond the changes new little pigs and calves. weightiest but their mouths remained sealed until iron necessity or some accident loosed their tongues. for there was no work to be done. It was almost as if the members of the family were ashamed to discuss among themselves matters which they would have mentioned with greater ease and frankness to a stranger. At the several field. anywhere The farm consisted of a long and narrow strip of land which extended from the village to the woods.

Well." he said. they had sufficiently examined this field. Even in April a hare can hide itself here. and his old honest weather-beaten face glowing with pride. the future heir of the farm. " a sheaves and bind them fellow '11 soon come along with a machine to plant potatoes or to milk cows. which his son tried to Indeed. Karl. but that a machine should pick up "If that's so. Pointing to the heavy stand of reddish green clover. They had surveyed several when Biittner stopped before a clover field. The old farmer was told a good deal of modem machinery and new ways of doing things. If in . Gustav 's account seemed to him to be almost incredible.360 THE GERMAN CLASSICS every square foot of the farm and loved it. for he had actually seen some. indeed. * ' ' ' he was at the tale that a machine had been invented which could tie sheaves. they The silence had been slowly continued along the road. and Gustav began to tell of his experiences. his legs comfortably apart. I'll be If that should happen. Times are hard enough for us as they are. we small farmers might as well give up now as later. He had seen much during his manoeuvres and army exercises. His son pleased him greatly by declaring that he had never yet seen better clover at Easter time. he said: *' Such clover is found nowhere in the neighborhood. fields in silence. that he could believe. He could not understand this. Especially skeptical describe to him. His help in the management of the farm had been sorely missed by his father since he had joined the army. the old man said over and over again in his astonishment. broken. No other peasant in Halbenau has ever had such a stand. The noblemen — ! — ! are oppressing us. Sowing machines and threshers. was not half so valuable as a laborer or a farmer as his younger brother. he remembered what When he had seen and learned in other parts of the country. and the dealers are skinning us." He stood there with his hands behind him. and since he had kept his eyes open.

forester. as a bedding for their cattle. . like most small farmers. '^ What did you plant there this year? innocently.FARMER BUTTNER addition. Annually the farmers had drained this soil by carting away its until the soil was no longer covering. it in hordes. how can anything grow there?" He did not mention that neither plough nor harrow had touched the field for more than a year. He had got rid of many peasant prejudices during these last years. if they did nothing else. he was secretly happy and proud of Gustav. the little man. old to see the field The man was luxuriating there. were not good for position. he said. everything be our finish. was a poor ready to turn back. since they had come so far. ' ' 361 '11 is to be done by machinery. The field had remained and the farmer was ashamed of the weeds uncultivated. people should use them and benefit thereby. A few solitary pines rose behind them. On the contrary. and he had his reasons. where the ended in a swampy meadow boarded by a growth of scrubby trees. although he loved to listen to his boy. able to support a decent stand of trees. but most of the ground was covered with a great variety of shrubs. Biittner. and tried to convince his father that the new inventions were not at all harmful. that Gustav smiled. for they spoiled a farmer. Unable himself to formulate a finished sentence. they had reached the woods. who had learned in town a lively and clever way of expressing his thoughts. * ' " Gustav asked Not much ! the deer are feeding on The woods are encroaching on that plot. but he did not seem very anxious to let his son see it. fields Thus conversing. but he did not waver one particle from his original These new things. Biittner himself had bought this lot as an addition to the farm. Biittner was immovable. but Gustav wished beyond the woods.

Being unable to stem the tide he had gradually come to view with wrath everything that had to do with Saland." The farmer stopped. Gustav wisely kept silence for he had touched his father on a sore spot. the ' ' old man grew ! The idea ! ! much good. spat on the ground.362 THE GERMAN CLASSICS still " Does the Count asked. The whole meadowland was well nigh . and turning to the woods said: am not going to sell any part of the farm. a morass." In anger. wish. Father and son followed a meadow path on one bank of the brook. the Count will never get the woods from me. however much he may offer for them. and turned *' I back on the woods. He had grown even more bitter since he had lost a suit against the count for damages done his crops by the game kept on the estate. and the old man watched it encroach upon him with increasing anxiety. and here the soil was barely able to support the weight of the men. certainly not! " With this he clenched his fists. Such sales were nothing new in Halbenau and the neighboring towns. you can do what you like. shedding water toward the strip of meadow land. originally a gentleman's holding of average size had grown to its present proportions by the acquisition of other estates and the purchase of many small farms. Occahis sionally patches of excessive green revealed over-great dampness. As long as I live. Gustav tried to conciliate his father and said he had only asked for information and " the woods are not doing us Upon this. the farm will remain undivided. the veins stood out heavily on his forehead. Already it surrounded the Biittner farm on three sides. The fields rose gently to the right and left. The estate of Saland. The owner of the neighboring estate had more than once urged the farmer to sell him his woodlot. When I am dead. to " Gustav buy our woods? red in the face and angrily That I should sell the woods No exclaimed. My woods are not for him.

but Karl. after all. I can hardly make both ends meet. parents. He did not doubt that his father missed him on the farm. in these hard times? " his father replied. We are not enough here. You'll have to pay such a fellow eighty dollars a year. We two. It was the same old story. Something had been troubling him all along. was not " so he replied rather coolly: don't you hire " the old farmer stopped abruptly a man! Whereupon he. " but an ordinary farmer He did not finish his sentence.FAEMER BUTTNER ' ' 363 Gustav thought drainage should here be resorted to. But he could not help matters. The women are willing enough to help." he finally said. but he was — afraid to confess it to his son. but to slave for the whole family. it If he could have worked for himself. Moreover. There should be a third man here! " Gustav understood what his father had in mind. Fellows like me can't consider drainage. might have been different. And Why and gesticulating wildly exclaimed: to hire a to "A hired his man! I. ! the fellow who belongs here should be . man ! I should like to know where wages are come from. "Another couple of hands on the farm might do it. But where shall I get the money for it. we two the only men. brother and sisters without any profit to himself! The heir of the farm. I have How could I keep a enough mouths to fill. It may be all right for a big estate and its management. self-satisfied as he was. Karl and I. Karl and I. he thought. and feed him too. since he had no intention of resigning his office to become the hired man on his father's place. and began to think deeply. but what a woman can do on the farm does not amount to much. for Karl could not at all be compared with himself. indeed I have hired man! — No. "As it is. he knew this very well. And then he expects a gift at Christmas and a gratuity at harvest time. cannot do all the work. this was not the first time his father had complained that the farm was going back since Gustav had joined the army.

which she unlocked. from his cousin." The letter was. and with this key she went On the upper shelf to the wardrobe. G. ' ' Leberecht. ''wait a moment. She carefully turned its pages." *' I have hidden it. and whispered in his ear: " I want to show you a letter. when they had made a hurried visit to their native town many years before." it carefully. room. therefore. Only his wife and daughter-in-law were there. " Here it is. The features of the old man moved spasmodically as if in anger officer . and who was a partner in the business of the old Karl Leberecht Biittner. They returned in silence. " to which he *' Biittner? The letter from Karl for. who was just as old as he. Come with me into the Gustav. ' ' Biittner went ahead into the living room. replied. Such ' ' ! a member of the family. there was an old book containing a number of papers.364 THE GERMAN CLASSICS who would receive no wages. and at last found the desired paper. Before they entered the house he touched his son on the arm. almost reverentially. Gustav." at the signature . Gustav looked and saw his own name: *' Gustav Biittner. that I have received. a one is needed here only shrugged his shoulders. The young he seemed to continue the conversation with himself. Gustav had seen his uncle and his cousin just once. Biittner large sheet with the printed Groceries at Whole- — Then the date was given. Therese was swinging her baby which lay in a basket fastened by two ropes to a beam of the ceiling. The letter was written on a ' ' business address: sale *' C." she said as she came limping from her comer. Then he handed it to his son: Biittner touched ' ' Read this. This Karl Leberecht was farmer Biittner 's younger and Retail." She went to a chest of drawers where she found a key. his wife asked. as he did all written documents. When the farmer began to hunt for someAVTiat are you looking thing in a drawer. and his father said no more.

" Gustav exclaimed. he gave the contemplated enlargement of their business. thirty years ago. Since then his business had grown to be both wholesale and retail. ** What do you mean? " the farmer exclaimed looking at his son without understanding. Biittner and his wife stood behind their son while he read the letter and looked over his shoulder. The two families. "I've done so. and I've asked for some. '' Have you done anything about it? " Gustav asked when he had finished. his late wife having been a sister of farmer ' ' ' ' The tone . " That's just like that rascal. they had come for a little while closer to one another. He was a widower. and requesting the farmer St. he'll give me the money. Biittner Junior was writing for his father recalling the mortgage which he had held on the farm since the time of the settlement of the estate. I've been to see Ernest Kaschel. had practically no points in common. when he suddenly reappeared as a married man and owner of a grocery business in a provincial town of medium size. As the reason for calling the mortgage. and no indication that he who wrote it and he who was to gave receive it were close blood relations. *' Have you done anything about the money? You'll have to pay on July first. to pay the same on of the letter was purely that of business. G. however. if I will promise six and one half per cent. He says. For years nobody had heard anything of him. Biittner? " his wife cried. His uncle Kaschel was the owner of the inn in Halbenau. During the past score of years. the one in the country and the other in town. John's day of the current year. ** I've been telling you right along to hustle and look for the money. they had only occasionally heard or seen anything of each other." *' Do you see. When the estate was settled.FAEMER BUTTNER 365 brother who had left Halbenau early with the reputation of a good-for-nothing.

Her well developed form had been squeezed into a bright blue dress." And to her son she said. Gustav was meditating what advice he should give to his father. during which nothing was heard but the squeaking ropes on the beam and the crackling basket in which Therese was swinging her baby." the farmer replied. which happened to be rather short . Our farm will be attached! Truly. But when he remembered how that advice had '' angered his father a little while before. it will oh Traugott! " ''I won't believe this of Karl Leberecht. Traugott. " woman. but his anxious look showed that he was not at aU on. Here no one has money except Ernest Kaschel. ' ' THE GERMAN CLASSICS He was looked upon as a capitalist in Halbenau. You must go to the city. and he broke out furiously: up. At first he felt like suggesting once more that the farmer sell the count his woodlot. That crowd won't hesitate long." Biittner stared at his wife angrily. There ensued a long silence.366 Biittner. I should think there would be money in the city you could get. he said " I know no other help. but he does not do anything." the farmer replied greatly troubled. Then the two daughters entered. "Now you see what I've been telling you all along. and that no one ever had succeeded in changing the old man's mind. He'll delay till they come and take the farm away from us. " But your father is always thus." the old woman cried. Something has to be done soon. "Listen to that. What do you know of business? His wife seemed more sorrowful than hurt at these words and withdrew to her corner. Gustav went — . sure. husband. and his mother added. Toni was in her best clothes. Gustav agrees with me. ' ' ' ' or a suit against you." Gustav said." : "I've thought so too. father. where cash was somewhat of a rarity. She had touched him " Shut to the quick." they'll bring *' Good Lord. he thinks and he thinks.

" thin. smiled at his to be a dance tonight at the inn. and a pair of corsets. one could hear the feet of the dancing couples pound the floor and trail over the boards of the dance hall. He knew that she liked him. and moved about with such stiff awkwardness that she might have been carved of wood. Gustav accompanied his sister to the inn. The windows of the big hall in the second floor were lighted. horse. young ofiicer smiled when he thought of his cousin. being. she was by far the best match in Halbenau. . and had The farmer dressed with special care for his approval. His cousin Ottilie reminded him of this horse. who had formed his taste who told him that there was in town. Girls needed their little flings on Sunday. Supper was served early that the young people might not miss a minute of the entertainment. but his wife sided with that sounded like her daughter. however. She hoped he would accompany her.FARMER BUTTNER in front. Gustav. a stiff collar. but when he thought of her looks he had to smile. that Ottilie Kaschel had asked more than once during the last days. saying that he would follow later. and above the sounds of the music. revealing her 367 Her throat heavy black shoes. was decorated with a brooch of glistening glass. growled something bedizened ox. She seemed. Her walk was more that of a doll than of a human sister. over-taU. after having worked hard all the week in the house and ' ' ' ' the barn and on the fields. Gustav let his sister enter the inn alone. whether Gustav would come to the dance. She told him on the way. and in spots appeared almost brown. very well pleased with her get-up. but being the daughter of the innkeeper. which they called the with a hollow back. who hated all pomp and useless luxury. for she was not accustomed to lace shoes. In past years Gustav had frequently joked with her. and again that very morning after The church. Her blonde hair was reeking with bay-rum. In his regiment they had an old white ^' concertina. Ottilie was a few years older than he.

368 THE GERMAN CLASSICS whom there were other It did not attract Gustav. The young ofi&cer took off his shoes and handed them to ' * : ' ' the girl through the window. shaved. Gustav. and a low felt hat all indications of his going to town. He gently tapped at her window. ma is said at home. but both of them knew what appointment way over would happen in the evening. in few days later farmer Biittner in his little cart came driving through the village street on his way to the city. He had — As he passed the inn of Halbenau. In Pauhne Katschner's room a small lamp was burning. an act which he generally performed only Saturday evening. He sat way in front on a bundle of hay and almost touched the horse's tail with his feet. Ernest Kaschel stood there in the doorway with his pointed cap on his head and his hands under his apron. he saw a company of young fellows coming along When he climbed over a fence. and wore a clean shirt. looked straight ahead along the country road. and when he neared the inn. but be silent. The farmer acted as if he did not see the husband of his late sister. He had never cared for his brother-in-law. in the morning. for the cart A was filled with bags. the curtains parted and a white figure appeared. Immediately thereafter the went out in Pauline Katschner's room. a black coat. trying to whip his black horse into a trot. for in store this evening. and his rela- — . Pauline opened a sliding pane and The door is unlocked. Silently he continued his pleasures little traveled paths between houses and gardens. which is the characteristic pose of an innkeeper. These two had made no for she was waiting for him. without saying a word. his brother-in-law. He did not care to be accosted. Then he crept through the small door into the house with the stealthy light movements of a cat.

therefore. Kaschelernst was a measly little fellow with a reddish thin face. In his watery eyes you could see his liking for the beverages which he sold in his inn. stopped his horse. But the innkeeper did not let Biittner pass without a " greeting: Howdy. his chin long. and approaching the cart said: Stop a I have something to tell you. and at the hated smile of his brother-inlaw. But in spite of this he had achieved a certain power over his fellowmen. although he was in wooden '* half shoes. Traugott. he looked somewhat head he always wore a pointed cap. If the farmer had started at that moment he would in all probability have knocked the innkeeper down. XVn— 24 . when Kaschelernst took hold of the horse by his bridle and began to stroke his nose. as he was generally called. with several powerful jerks on the reins. and what remained of his teeth aggressively protruding. asked in his turn: your hurry. on the point of rasing his whip and driving off." Biittner replied. and he did not look name ' ' * ' ' ' pleased. and when the farmer did not reply. which made him look shy and almost awkwardly foolish. drew his features into an intentional grin. His head was bald and pointed. It was one of Kaschel 's peculihe grinned on all occasions. This time also Kaschelernst. Traugott. moment. Traugott ? I only wished to ask where you are The innkeeper laughed. and asked what Kaschel wanted with him. He was. The farmer. Vol. angry at the delay." he called. arities that " going so early in the day? "I'm going to town to sell my oats. the real meaning of which he had often enough known with sorrow to himself. and instead of " What's answering Biittner 's question. like an old rat. which was not easy when the old animal in the hangman 's was once started.FARMER BUTTNER 369 tions with him had been strained ever since the settlement which Biittner had been obliged to make with his brothers and sisters after the death of their parents. On his In short. the little man quickly ran down the steps from the inn to the street.

On his feet he had long blue stockings." and and then turned with a foolish and said laugh Where. I want to drive on." *' ** The quotations are given in the papers. and there is some left for the horses. and not a penny less. ! — ! ." near relative. I thought." '' I could use about ten bushels myself.. the offer was tempting. although '' I'll tell you. the farmer raised his whip threateningly. because ' ' may let be wanting badly. to his brother-in-law ' ' : was meant for the prices are high now. do you get oats for sale at this season of the year I ** We've scraped together everything in the barn.370 THE GERMAN CLASSICS while his body was laced into a bartender's apron. You wouldn't take advantage of a my way. " if you don't ask too much. On the other The mortgage placed at hand. in the devil 's " name. well. which came up over his trouser legs. five per-cent. would you. if he were to take the mortgage which his own brother Karl Leberecht had called. you. I'd better sell my oats before the prices fall again. The farmer well knew that Kaschelernst would do nothing just to please him. if I bought them of you. Kaschelernst did not gage of Karl Leberecht. What could have changed him so? The other day he had asked six and one half per-cent. ' ' let go the horse's head. He snorted what sounded like '' Well. old boy. Traugott. Traugottf " Kaschelernst knew how to look very honest and sincere whenever he wished. because the horse. You I'll you have it at five per-cent. '^ to ask six and one half per-cent of a near relative who It is you who can do that needs the money Get out of ! ! Well." Kaschel replied. I've thought matters over. I've thought matters over concerning the mortTraugott. I shouldn't care to pay the market price. I'll it I'll let you have the money 'tis at do this. The farmer cast a suspicious look at his brother-in-law. To be sure this was money enough and five per-cent. "As to our relationship! " the farmer excitedly replied.

turned to his brother-in-law and volubly told him what he thought of him. with a face flaming with anger. Traugott. less. ' ' If you agree.? *' No. which I have inherited from your sister. let me tell you now. He raised his whip and beat his horse. Do you want to look at them. And was it not after all better to have no further dealings with Kaschelernst. If Kaschelernst played the part of an honest fellow you could be sure " You that he had set out to cheat you. I should also like to have five per-cent. surely not less. you've got the money ready? " "A thousand dollars and more! They are in my fire" proof safe. The money is ready. how about meditations. Traugott? " " You Can't you make it less? say five per-cent. ''Are * ' * ' ' ' it. the farmer was in earnest this jump aside. Do you understand me ? ' ' ' ' You are crazy. The farmer's patience was at an end. I have it in the house. but then he started. If you don't. Five per-cent. The farmer. the deal is off. and I'll ! *' Kaschelernst. who realized that Biittner had just time enough to remonstrated at the sudden blows. is it a bargain 1 The farmer thought awhile. for both mortgages. the innkeeper broke into Biittner 's five per-cent. for he knew there was a pitfall he had not yet seen. the money. if you wish to pay Karl Leberecht. And there is another thing I wish For my own mortgage to say to you at the same time. give you " Traugott This was the last straw. time. is not enough. He was suspicious-.FARMEE BUTTNER there 371 was a chance that he might place the mortgage in at half a per-cent. and you ' ' ' ' can take it along with you to the post office. who town owned another mortgage on nately other claims? the farm. Well then. Four per-cent. At first the horse . say. I we agreed on " It '' would suit me all right to get the money right away. and had unfortu- Well. while the cart was careening from one side of the street to the other and almost tumbled into the ditch. from next October.

two bowling alleys. Kaschelernst. who had eagerly watched the proceedings from a bar-room window. and people often said that he had been concerned in the speculations of cut-up estates which had occurred more than once in Halbenau recently. Hardly a week passed. was almost crying with merriment and could hardly tell his story. The innkeeper stood in the middle of the road shaking with laughter. When Kaschelernst had come to the village years ago. he sank into . and wanted to know what had happened. he had not owned a penny.372 THE GERMAN CLASSICS on the near and on the in his excitement pulling alternately off rein. he was laughing so hard. for wasn't he the slickest rascal in spite of his stupid expression! He acted as if he could not count from one to three. having As if anybody who had ever had anything to do with that *' cut throat " had not been cheated bv him. found relief for his wrath in voluble curses. an awkward fellow of about sixteen years of age. He was hand in glove with all the dealers and brokers and agents of the neighboring city. Biittner himself. His son Richard. stepped out when farmer Biittner had driven away. snickered and gasped for breath. while he looked after the rapidly disappearHe jumped delightedly from one foot to the ing cart. He had erected a dance hall with large modern windows. without one of this guild stopping at his inn. And to think that this fellow had achieved all this only because he had married a daughter of the owner of the Biittner farm! When Traugott's first anger had passed. In addition to his liquor business he had a grocery store. He owned the inn and a goodly number of acres. He even dabbled in the real estate business. for some time. and today he was acknowledged to be the richest man in Halbenau. and a shooting gallery. and at times dealt in cattle and grain. He was the angriest with himself for been induced to speak again to his brother-in-law. and thereby caught every simpleton. however. other.

Since the Biittners had paid their dues to their lords by working for them whenever they were asked to do so.FARMER BUTTNER his family ! 373 gloomy meditations. as often happened to farmers in those times. men of the Biittner family had more than once been chairmen of the board of selectmen. had always been large. Since then this single branch of the family had subsisted in Halbenau. or had stayed with their families on the farm and helped. Their families. The times of servitude. There was no justice in this world The Biittner farm was one of the oldest farms in the Farmers of this village large enough to maintain horses. the lord had the right to dispose of them as he chose. if he wished. for only two of its members had survived. name had owned it as far back as the church records went. The children. had passed without loss of land or decrease of mental vigor on the part of the Biittners. been unable to grow rich. when Halbenau and its neighborhood had suffered severely. but the younger sons had remained single. the Biittners had maintained their solidarity. The Biittners. moreover. There had always been children in large numbers. that the bad receive their punishment and the good their reward even in this world This was not true so far as he and his family were concerned. and the Biittner name w^as engraved on many a gravestone in the ancient churchyard. How had all this come over him and There was no justice in this world Let the pastor say from the pulpit. — ! ! ! Long before the big war in the seventeenth century. moreover. were offered to the manor lord as serfs. The very opposite was taking place. of course. or gone to work on the big estate. however. for since the peasants were not living on their own land. had been so valuable and useful that the lords had always recognized their worth and had never sent them to smaller holdings. During the Thirty Years' War. while the soil of their farm was not of the best. the Biittner family had almost succumbed to the plague. and although many peasant families had been crushed to dull submission. . as was the law then. however. they had.

. and in lieu of the annual payments to the manor lord. He left five children and a widow. moreover. Traugott alone of all the children had remained on the farm. When directions following the spirit Traugott's father had suddenly died all of a stroke of apoplexy. Traugott. He to like to had. and had invested much of his money in lasting lifetime of the grandfather of the present no easy task to maintain his independence by the side of the growing estate of the Count. happened very differently from what he had expected. Under Traugott's father the family had reached. him as had always been the case. no testament had been found among his papers contrary to every one's expectation. and that the other sisters and brothers would agree. and had achieved a certain amount of wealth. one-third of the Biittner farm had been given to him outright. The second son had exchanged the country for the city. its zenith. who was steadily adding to his acres by the purchase of smaller farms or parts of some of the neighboring large estates. But he too had found others had scattered in of their time. and been suspicious of the courts and the lawyers. been one of those people who do not be reminded of death and a will may have seemed to be altogether unnecessary. Having been a farmer through and through. comHe had been very active paratively speaking. for he considered it self-evident that the oldest son would inherit the farm. while the it improvements. One had married . the oldest. he had abhorred writing. Serfdom had been abolished. being its prospective heir. He had even increased the size of the farm by a very fortunate purchase. Then there were two daughters. however.374 THE GERMAN CLASSICS The emancipation of the peasants had taken place in the owner of the farm. Things. a third son had gone to Austria and remained there. became the head of the family and the owner of the farm. thanks to a number of remarkably good harvests. years ago.

they wanted to have the farm sold. and Traugott fought for his Later good years and bad years followed each country. he was unable to improve the opportunities of the good years. other as rain follows sunshine. interest of him. The oldest boy who had arranged his whole life with a view to taking over the farm at his father's death. as his father had often directed that he should do. was. unable to pay them in cash. man to submit . and finally assumed control of the farm at the unfairly high figure demanded by his brothers and sisters. But the old man had counted on a spirit. the other 375 had married a miller and moved away from home. such as had governed the family in his own youth. to give He So it happened that the new owner found himself in possession of a property which had suddenly been overburdened with debts where formerly it had been free of any encumbrances. of course. Not one of the heirs was willing to sacrifice anything in the interest of maintaining the family farm. did not agree to this. but being without capital. farmer Biittner was not the easily. and be glad that they did not ask more than four per-cent. a spirit of solidarity.FARMER BUTTNER the inn-keeper of Halbenau. They asked that a valuation be made of the property. which the younger generation did not cherish. The cash had been spent on the dowries of the two daughters and improvements on the farm. while the bad years threatened to crush him like a tight coat of mail laced over a sore body. Fortunately. and had them mortgages on the farm. and when this appeared too low to them. Several wars occurred. The property consisted only of the farm and buildings with the necessary tools and furnishings. The oldest son was ready to assume the farm and to pay small legacies to the other heirs.

farmer Biittner had grown to be sixty years old. that there would be time to see whether a few pennies would be left over for such things. while high hills in the south and west fostered cold and dampness on his fields and tended to His harvests. epidemics among his cattle. and was stopping as usual in the inn called " The Courageous Cavalier. was frequently accosted by the small merchants and trades people. IV had come to town. It happened to be the chief market day of the week. and the streets were filled with throngs of people who had come from the country. In such a struggle.376 THE GERMAN CLASSICS His farm was extensive. for it was unprotected in the north and east. spoiling all his work. or to dig ditches for drainage. who were standing in the open doors of their But he had no shops. and Traugott's debts increased slowly but surely. new misfortunes like hail. in spite of his unremitting activity. everywhere well known. to use always pushed him back into his old state of misery. His was the desperate battle of a seasoned swimmer who barely succeeds in keeping his head above the towering waves. Farmer Biittner intention of being persuaded to make any purchases at all First he wished to sell his oats at a profit. He had no Whenever he started chance of making improvements. . were shorten the warm season. exposure also was unfavorable. or to mend and rebuild his barns." After he had taken his black horse to the stable and had attended to it himself. disease and death at home. The interest on the mortgages ate up the proceeds of each harvest. he went to the market place. mediocre. The farm's extended. after today. therefore. his farthest fields being at a considerable distance from his barns which were built on the other end of the narrow strip along which his property The soil was light and shallow. more fertilizer. and asked to make them a visit. Farmer Biittner.

He was drawn into the circle of the men assembled there. and were cautious and evasive. The farmer. Harrassowitz had his office in a rather narrow street. for he wished to invest the proceeds in the purchase of a cow which should take the place of one he had been obliged to kill last winter. and then by a side door last ' ' He remembered into the office itself. he could still sell his oats in the market place. This astonishing cordiality of men whom Biittner hardly knew put him on his guard and made him wonder whether they intended to make sport of him. thought he might try his luck If he did not succeed again with Samuel Harrassowitz. When he was. He bargains were struck. There was a heavy demand especially for oats. and asked why he had not been seen in town for so long. apparently satisfied with being only a spectaHe listened everywhere with his hands behind his tor. After awhile Biittner left the market place with the feeling that the noisy and nonchalant way of doing business many which the dealers exhibited in the market place was meant to cheat the farmers. a dealer met him at once with outstretched hand and inquired what his wishes were.FARMER BUTTNER 377 In the market place there was a corner familiar to all initiated where the trading in grain used to take place. You entered through a deep gateway which led into a paved courtyard. that he had been well paid for his rye a dealer in the centre of the town. greeted with cordial slaps on his shoulder. on the ground floor. When the farmer approached it. therefore. . asked whether he had anything to sell. to judge by the hand clasps which invariably sealed the oral agreements. back. his replies soon left this group of men for another. Today he was anxious to obtain an especially high price for his oats. Only a few days ago he had received an announcement from him in which the "highest possible prices" under the "most liberal conditions had been promised. there. who had year by sent him his quarterly catalogue since then. therefore.

You are a well known man with us. i i ' ' and old man replies while the other clerks stared in the old-fashioned coat. The farmer replied that he had some oats clerks sat perched who was wiping his on his sleeve. and there ensued a string of questions for sale. Biittner. I know you. know you perfectly well. approached Biittner and asked him what he wanted. '' . and divided in the centre by an office railing behind which many on high stools. bless you. however. whereupon the young fellow. Biittner. what can we do for you? " During these last words the young clerk had whispered '' a few words to his boss who loudly exclaimed: Well. Mr. removing his hat before The room was long and narrow crossing the threshold. Biittner. bent low over their papers and were excessively busy. Biittner said. — — Of course. A young man with glasses jumped down. How did this gentleman know him? for he could not remember ever having seen him. This expression was unintelligible to the farmer who asked what it meant. and finally approached him with exHe smiled ingratiatingly and said. Then the youth smiled in a superior way and remarked that his firm made no purchase en detail. mockingly at the In the meanwhile a rather stout man of middle age with a bald head. scanned Samuel Harrassowitz. curved nose and fiery red whiskers had entered the office from the next room. " Grod tended hand. my dear Mr. I know you. At once all the clerks turned to their work. Mr. inquired " how much! " pen There may be some ten bags. and could not recover from his '' — ' ' surprise. Well then. What can I do for you? " The farmer was greatly surprised. for you are the owner of a fine estate in Halbenau are you not ? The farmer stared with open mouth at the man who seemed to know everything.378 THE GERMAN CLASSICS The farmer knocked and entered. for it was he the farmer carefully.

"Ah. how are matters going in Halbenau? several agriculturalists there. now you me every- son and the girls are planting the last potatoes In about today. Biittner. you have brought a sample along? It is really not necessary. Bellwitz. Is the sowing all done? " thing. Mr. " The witz. . Mr. I should like to have you tell me what the prospects of the harvest in your neighborhood are this year. congratulations ! ' ' a large family? " My That is fine ! I supose you have . Bellbuy them. I tell know that. Biittner. Well. — seemed at first. ' ' ' ' 379 I trust that ' ' you have purchased Mr." know your grain. please He nevertheless opened the bag and looked carefully at the grains of oats trickling through his fingers.FARMER BUTTNER Mr. '11 and give you the highest market price. it yes. ' ' — We " — come for a minute to my private office. I of course. I know all that." " My Then the cabbages will have to be planted. Buttner's I thought — the clerk replied. ! You are always thinking. you thought and thereby you are possibly losing us such a client! Certainly. Al quality. Biittner. oats. we'll be done. Mr. Mr. before he realized what had hapHe was asked to sit on the sofa while the red pened. I'll take your oats without look' ' Oh — ing at them we '11 take anything you '11 send us. two weeks. The soil is only fairly Also a little high isn't it? isn't it? You are good troubled by late frosts. Afterward the com won't yield " know — — much. indeed. I Well. I reckon. In the meanwhile. Have you linen The farmer drew with much difficulty a little bag of gray from the deep pocket of his frock coat. the oats in town? " . however promising . my dear sir. send a man at once to Courageous Cavalier to fetch the oats. ." The farmer had entered the little side office with its one window to the courtyard. whiskered dealer sat down opposite him at the other end of the table.

You are not going to com^ ' ! " may ask? " Two hundred and upward of thirty including the woodlot. every one has money '' ' ' ! That may be so ' ' ! Harrassowitz '' you're right there. Bless my soul. Mr. I know them — ^ ' ! and the winter rye? How does the rye look? " The farmer reported that the rye had weathered the winter in splendid condition. the farmer agreed scratching his head. Biittner. go along. Mr. are the taxes so very high in Halbenau? " At this point farmer Biittner made a clean breast of all Harrassowitz did not interrupt him. I suppose. — Well. just large enough. Biittner. Biittner? A large family is a blessing from God. if there were not so many taxes and duties and debts. I know to bear." Ah. But tell me. but has been scarce recently. except his troubles. so help me The field looks just like a brush." The agriculturalists have much I know. if I acres. haven't you. " " I am Then the of a to hear this. Counting the mouths have to be fed eight of grandchildren. my dear Mr. ! You may rest assured of that. Harrassowitz. eight them! " Good Then you have that many more hands to help in the work and at harvest time. if you are grumbling? " " Oh. " It's a joy to look at. Like the bristles of a brush.380 ** THE GERMAN CLASSICS Large enough." " the farmer replied with a quiet grin. ! delighted ! prospects good harvest are excellent. it would be aU right. pray what should the small farmers do. I know the conditions in the country. all in all." ' ' plain You with your fine estate ! — How large is it. especially for a farmer. Mr. That will mean much money for the farmers And if the farmer has money. Mr. Harrassowitz. You don 't say ! ! ' ' ! . ah. my dear Biittner. — it But money has been mighty scarce. That 's almost a lord 's holding And you will complain? But. Mr.

my dear Mr. Oh my. Finally he had reached his chief cause of complaint. the dealer agreed. from his seat. and this only made the farmer whose tongue had been loosed. I believe every word you say. those conditions are very sad. — The farmer said that he was practically shut in everywhere by the large estate. but that he did not mean to sell one foot of it. of course. Biittner. These people are always greedy for more ' ' ' ' ' * and would like to see the last of the independent farmers." the dealer exclaimed in a tone of great when the harm is done to the fields of a little ' ' man! the count has even offered to I suppose whole place. where? Those brave Do your fields touch those of Saland on soldier-boys! one or on several sides? " land. If they are gone. " mortgages on your farm? '' " the farmer cried in Oh Lord! reply to this question which Harrassowitz had asked with the most innocent ex''Good Lord!" and he jumped pression in the world. very sad! — Finally he assumed again his air of great concern. But that is terrible And the count. describe his circumstances in greater detail. are you? * ' ing into . There are enough If there Mortgages were fewer. They must be eatyour savings and you. it would be better for me " ' ' ! ! ! Yes. are there any not without your cares. Oh. his powerful neighbor. oh my. has he ? " buy your The farmer related that the count had been trying for years to buy his woodlot. pays no * ' ! vexation. and heatedly related the harm done him by the big game. are Tell me. attention to it. — .FARMER BUTTNER 381 by an occasional remark. our conditions are very. where shall we find recruits for our army I ask you. It is no fun to have such a big estate owner as a neighbor. for we need the free and independent farmers who are the bulwark of the state. to all of which Harrassowitz listened most attentively. the estate Saland. The huge estates are the curse of our nation.

Not one of them wiU *' ' ' ' ' — take over the farm. what should I do? all the mortgages on it? My family would not let me have ' ' ! ' ' — it any cheaper. and there are times when one has hardly enough to eat. can you make your farm pay the mere interest on your debts? " Harrassowitz asked. " Isn't it? Oh." Biittner assented with a vacant and disconsolate stare. Yes. I am tired! then you'll see how they will look." The dealer gave a low whistle. if a fellow has as many debts as his dog has fleas. very hard! fellow often would like to turn himself into a dollar that he might pay the interest. it is a great deal. I can't do it. Let some one else try to earn the interest And money from the farm. Such tricks have often been successful. That is a good deal. because I Biittner dull voice : am ' * really interested. It is a damned poor life. about to? I ask. Harrassowitz. there is something wrong. addition you want to live yourself on the proceeds of your ' ' ' ' ' ' But that is impossible! farm. my dear sir. But how. as he took paper and pencil to make some quick calculations. shook his head." made and then replied in a low. it is hard. my friend " the farmer " ''A sighed. ''Well. " And in Yes. You yourself should ask to have the . Throw up the I won't play so whole business. " Didn't I get the farm with Well. contracted his brows. We have to work hard from morning till night. in creation. because both ends will not meet. and said. There is only one way out.382 THE GERMAN CLASSICS how much do they amount his calculations. they will come to you and beg you for heaven's sake to stay where you are. you may be sure! On the contrary. my friend." "And you bear it so quietly? Really I am angry with you that you should kill yourself for your creditors. and save their money. They'll probably sum up to about twenty-two thousand marks. Mr. and your entire family! You are only cheating yourself. and tell your creditors: any longer.

which took money some time because his hand was no longer accustomed to the pen. not to be diffident in such matAfter all. received his . not need some? " *' *' it isn't that I need. " Is there anything else I can do for you. Turning his hat in his hands. He declared that he wished to stay on the farm. if one has not been successful. to make his report. he came round the office railing. and you'll be rid of a goodly part of your debts. and if some one would give him a helping hand just now.FARMER BUTTNER farm sold because of too many debts. but he did plished not move. he hesitated as if he wanted to say something more. One of the mortgages has been called. the farm back yourself. Finally his cumbersome signature was accomhe had counted and pocketed his money. We carry a rich assortment of the best fertilizer. that it can be done." " Harrassowitz exclaimed in simulated '* Well. rule is. if only the times would grow better. Biittner. and that he hoped to be able to pay his interest money regularly. and said. Mr. The In the meanwhile the bags of oats had arrived from and were being unloaded in the Courageous Cavalier. not that. No." the farmer replied. whereupon Harrassowitz remarked: *' Kindly get your pay." and had to sign a receipt. this course is only a way of readjusting ters My ! one's affairs." The young man from the outer office entered courtyard. from the cashier near ' ' The farmer I'll accompany you. behind which he had been conferring with one of the clerks. Mr. 383 will see and you bow Possibly you may buy differently your creditors will act. but his sense of honesty seemed to tell him that something was not right. I never Biittner? Do you — — — ." I thank God The farmer shook his head. The dealer's keen eye did not fail to notice Biittner 's remarkable behavior. John's Day. I'll have to pay on St. He had probably not understood the full meaning of the proposal. the door of the office. to tell you But there is something else I wished perhaps you can help me.

Schonberger had come to the telephone at the other end. Mortgages do not belong to my kind of business." and he took the farmer back with him into his — — private office. is the other receiver. and Harrassowitz began Yes! Good morn"This is Harrassowitz. The farmer watched seen one. his host in great surprise. Finally he began to figure. Biittner. "Is it a first or second mortgage? What is the rate of interest? How much longer would it have to run? " He then asked many questions seemingly at random.384 surprise. . distinctly only a favor. THE GERMAN CLASSICS "I'm afraid I shall not be able to help you there. He then stepped to the telephone and called Mr. . while Biittner was thoughtfully watching his expression. : . He could not let him have the he said. Mr. But since he had seen that Biittner was honest and reliable "And so he would help him. to whom he would introduce Biittner. a mortgage has been called for St. a favor." — be induced to touch the receiver. . of course. . Schon" Good morning! Is Mr. for it was do this only as not his custom to mix in such matters. " Here. John's Day. chant. ' ' you." he continued when they had entered. Thank I should — . it won't bite you. and smiled at the comic fright of the old man. He was a merchant. . and posBut he could sibly this man would be able to assist him. Nevertheless . He had a business friend. . He had never even heard of a telephone and. Schonberger berger's number: in his office? like to speak to him. nothing but a mermoney. Finally the dealer rose. . In the meanwhile Mr. had never Harrassowitz stood waiting with the receiver to his ear. and anxiously noting that Harrassowitz had elevated his eyebrows and was constantly shaking his head. . Oh. and not in the habit of loaning money on real estate. and stepping up to his visitor looked at him intently. Put this thing to your But the farmer could not ear. a thorough gentleman.

** You see. Sam The heavy man did not budge from his chair which seemed to have become a part of him." he said patronizingly to the farmer.. peering from two deep cavities. mocking side glance transmitter ' ' at the farmer. . Biittner. main Harrassowitz. . office. " Good " morning. May I bring him to you I Then followed a pause while Harrassowitz listened attenThen he suddenly laughed out loud and cast a tively. . . . and wants to borrow money for a mortgage " that has been called. XVII— 25 . Mr. needs it badly." apparently knew the habits of his friend and. of Haling Schonberger benau. . gave him somewhat the looks of a night owl. is called a telephone. reliable. whose big dark eyes. Schon- berger. . the estate-owner.. are you daffy? . Mr.. You need not hesitate to open an account with him. Biittner. Here in a shabby desk chair a heavy. What! . ! I'll bring him. I can't ' ' hear. drew up a chair for himself and asked the farmer ' ' ' ' ! to be seated also. Schonberger! Good morning." Then he added that they should now go to Mr. who was widely known in the business world as " Sam. "my business I know him. "Let me introduce to you. . before he called into the : Simon pure. is here. The Loan and Brokerage Office of Isidor Schonberger was located crooked the at the other end of the town. and he invited the farmer to come along with him. ' ' Vol. as he hung up the receiver. No.FARMER BUTTNER ! 385 The estate-owner." he began. Of course! All right! He is half loony. He is friend. my friend. Harrassowitz. . you've learned something that you can tell the Goodby " That's what folks at home.. A splendid opening. did not enter but took Biittner across the hall to a back room. . . bald headed man was sitting. however. and also in a little street. . a jack pot! .I'll sign a note. . . Nonsense. therefore.

Harrassowitz exclaimed. let's have the money. his deceased sister Caroline or. and asked Biittner to enumerate all his debts. in these times to loan money on farming property. '' What has that to do with it? " Harrassowitz exclaimed. maintainsales. so that * ' ! ! ' * ing his stolid air in strong contrast with his lively friend. He won't fail. First there was a county-mortgage of four thousand marks." The fat man took up a notebook. K. however. moistened his pencil. It was a risky business. All of these had equal rights. I'm right. K. and his sister Ernestine. Schonberger. and had been lost in forced he had been cheated out of his money. her heirs. and farmers failed even more frequently than business men. When I vouch for Mr. Does he look as if he would us? If I say he is 0. ** The estate has more than two hundred acres of the best possible soil *' ! The mortgage it Why was as sure as a gold bond called? " Schonberger asked. But I can vouch for this one. " wrong Which mortgage is it ? " Schonberger asked. is ' ' ! Harrassowitz explained.. But when I tell you that this man is 0.386 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Schonberger shrugged his shoulders. and when he spoke was hoarse and lisping. am I not? " his voice ' ' ' ' ' ' ' * Isidor Schonberger. rather. then he is 0. then the mortgages of his family: Karl Leberecht and Gottlieb. And patting the old man he added. '^ and he has called it because he needs the money in his business. he said. He must be a fool to give up such an investment! Do be sensible. but at last he had named them. Schonberger. The interest had not been paid. He is reliable through and through. he said. persisted in his refusal." — other. There were too many forced sales. *' He is one of the good old sort. Then there followed . He had had too many bad experiences recently. K. one after the '* His brother had it. Biittner with my word of honor! Look at this gentleman. Ernest Kaschel and his children. It took all some time before the old farmer had recollected the figures.

! I'll give you the " was *' all the hoarse voice said. heaved a sigh of relief at these words. You have taken a great care from me you ' ' ! ! Isidor Schonberger looked at him with the same air of tired contempt which he had for everything in this world that could not be expressed in figures.FARMER BUTTNER more recent debts. between his own '' I thank you. ' ' My rate is five The farmer had been afraid that he would be asked interests. He walked up to Mr. with all my heart I thank you! God bless Schonberger." he ' ' added. 387 and among them one to Ernest Kaschel for seventeen hundred marks. ' ' Is that Biittner nodded '' his assent. with quarterly notice. ' ' The farmer began to think so himself. What did I tell ! you. " he asked when the farmer all? had stopped. brawny hands. Schonberger is! He asks for . what did I tell you ? you see what kind of man Mr. It seemed as if the heavy features of his bloated face were unable to register either surprise or excitement. ' ' ' ' per-cent. only five per cent. Mr. Biitt! ner My friend Schonberger is a noble man give you the money How much interest did your brother get. money! Harrassowitz jumped up. and he felt gratitude in his simple heart for the man who had helped him in his hour of need. and pressed it hard.. to He pay much heavier ' ' Harrassowitz cried Well. and dismissed him with a hardly noticeable shake of his head. and when Biittner replied. . '* Four per-cent. Isidor Schonberger rather awkwardly and took his pale and faded hand. my dear Biittner ! You have made a splendid bargain. ' ' ! See He '11 ' ' ' ' Schonberger asked. which was decorated with many rings. The man in the desk chair maintained his characteristic air of gloom while he coolly noted in his book every one of the figures which hesitatingly fell from Biittner's lips.

Biittner. was man who admired old Mr." The one minute had grown to at least ten. before Harrassowitz joined the farmer. Mr. and to broach again the subject of taking over Biittner 's woodlot. " for he asked. that I have a few things in another matter to talk over with Mr. This is brought out in a number of incidents omitted here for lack of space. obviously desirous of living on good terms with their farmers and tenants.388 *' THE GERMAN CLASSICS Now we'll go to the lawyer. but they had so little knowledge of the conditions under which these people lived that they could not bridge the gulf which separated them from the men and women of the village. her with the searching look he had for all women. Captain Schorff. The livery of the coachman indicated that the A owner had come from the city. dismounted and gave orders to have the horse unliarnessed. Schonberger. Samuel Harrassowitz from town." Harrasso" and then to the record office. I am you are no doubt his daughter. In the barroom there happened to be at the time only Harrassowitz studied Ottilie. and offered to interest the count.] V small one horse Victoria had stopped at the inn of Halbenau. whom he took by the arm. The owner himself. Let me take you to my lawyer. whether ** Is your papa at home? " they were pretty or homely. witz broke I just remember better go ahead and wait for me outside. for you should have a security and proof He of our agreement. On one farm he learned that Biittner was in pecuniary difficulties. Come along. dear friend. now we '11 put everything in writing. won't charge you much. Biittner. he said. You had in. the innkeeper's daughter. " . The count and his entire family were of a genial disof his visits to the position. I'll follow you in a minute." * ' ' ' * ' a kind hearted [The manager of the count's estate. a red whiskered man in a gray overcoat and big-checked trousers. Your father knows me.

and stupidity of his delight fellowmen was very apparent. They spoke of the crops. Kaschelernst seemed to know everybody in the neighborHarrassowitz lishood. : . he smiled. artisans and Kaschelernst eases. '* Farmer so-and-so could not keep above water for more than two years. as if Kaschelernst was uttering '' a gospel w^hen he said. because he had lost his only cow. and indicated his desire to do so by moving closer to his host and dropKaschelernst took the hint and sent his ping his voice. errors. to her regret. who had withdrawn behind the bar. in the misfortunes. At last it was possible for men to talk '' sense. almost reverentially." or such-and-such a man had good credit because he was the sure heir to some property. tened most intently. These two men knew and estimated each other at their proper worth. room. while he himself fetched a bottle. out of the daughter. and urged Harrassowitz to taste his new whiskey which was especially good." . and Avhat everybody was doing. and he laughed outright when he mentioned the poor day laborer who had recently committed suicide by hanging." Sam inquired after the circumstances of a number of people farmers. His replied with the gusto of the malicious informer. by the entrance of Kaschelernst. but this play of hide-and-seek seemed to suit them for the present.] Kaschelernst then sent Ottilie to bring glasses. estate-owners. of the weather and cattle dis- But these were only skirmishes. The latter and Sam apparently are old acquaintances. Kaschelernst knew perfectly well that Sam had not come to Halbenau for nothing. Sam was the first to talk in a serious vein. which is cut short.FARMEE BUTTNER 389 [Here follows a scene of an amusing flirtation between Sam and Ottilie. who had put fire to his barn. When he spoke of a farmer who was on the point of He also smiled in speaking of another failure.

you will not leave your brother-in-law in the ! — lurch — isn't that so? " Kaschelernst made a very foolish face. saying he could give no information. and asked. had once again found each other " That's all then! Well. These two noble fellows out. only. **Ah well. Harrassowitz burst out laughing. although Harrassowitz was Do you know the looking at him intently. and asked in a casual way: Sam made as if he had not heard the question. Fields and meadow^s Al. Kaschel! " brother-in-law. of course. Mr." Kaschel shrugged his shoulders and looked mysterious. rose and said he had to go to the village. of course." Kaschelernst grew attentive. when Sam. as all farms are today. ' ' * * There is no busi- ness for you in Halbenau at present. the door. large and small. farm? I am interested in it." Kaschelernst did not bat an eyelid when he heard the name of his brother-in-law. although he was anxious not to betray his ** Which farm? " curiosity. Harrasso" Kaschelernst remarked as he followed his to guest *' There are many farms here. ' * * ' exceedingly glad that you are related to him very glad Now the farmer is twice as dear to me as before. ' ' ** witz! Take care not to lose your way in Halbenau. debt. ' ' Is that sol" Kaschelernst asked. I think I had better look .390 THE GERMAN CLASSICS They had drunk several glasses of the good whiskey which Harrassowitz seemed to enjoy. That is very Sam exclaimed in well simulated surprise. indeed for. considerably in I thought I would look at it. for the owner was his '' Your brother-in-law. having absorbed enough wisdom. and Kaschelernst joined with a right will. " Just where do you wish to go ? **To the Biittner farm. '* People say it is a good farm. and I am I have assisted interesting. I just want to look at a farm. the buildings in excellent condition. the man to a loan. It was so foolish that one could easily detect the craftiness which it was meant to hide.

Biittner such genuine and . and in spite — — of her rheumatism ran to fetch a chair for Sam. honorable patriarchal conditions! ' ' ! Oh I love them! In town we have nothing of the sort Mrs. farmer then was not yet entirely lost! He entered the hall through the open door. he was interested in everything. If the farmer was in the fields he would go to look for him there. The stranger looked about the room and commented on its comfort and neatness. Karl carting potatoes. he said he admired the china closet and took several dishes down for closer In short. saying that he was a business friend of her husband. Mrs. But he was too quick for her. and knocked at the door of the living room where he met only old Mrs. Biittner who was rocking her youngest grandchild to sleep. and asked her for heaven's sake not to inconvenience herself for him. Under no condition did he wish to occasion any inconvenience in the house. — ' ' . very. especially his glistening scarf pin for the good old woman did not know that there are diamonds of glass she marveled that her husband had such noble friends in town. a everything. the Biittner farm critically examining the dwelling house.FARMER BUTTNER at the 391 farm marked of your brother-in-law. Sam's clothes made a great impression on her. thatched roofs and found everything in good order. very charming. and had come to visit the farm. inspection. the women in the vegetable patch." Harrassowitz reas he turned to take the path which Kaschelernst described to him. frame building with a tiled roof. he examined the wainscoting which made a room so cosy in winter. Biittner told him that the entire family was in the fields." he said with a friendly laugh at Mrs. the barn and stables. ^' Very charming here. The First the buildings Sam approached — . Biittner was most favorably impressed by all this . She stared open-mouthed at the stranger who walked up to her most graciously. and Biittner sowing near the woods.

replied that he had better take a hoe himself. under the recently married. ladies? would not tire themtoday. that everything was beautiful here. She denied. it would help him to get rid of his fat. she said. and was sure that the gentleman was accustomed better things. therefore. On the contrarj^ Harrassowitz assured her. At last he cleared his throat. ' ' ' ' sounding a funny Kss. his stomach sticking out. He always took what came his way. Biittner was captivated by the familiar behavior of the stranger. but THE GERMAN CLASSICS deemed it proper to play the part of the humble woman. But probably. Toni and Ernestine. Mrs. praised its healthy appearance. there was nothing more ideally perfect than a farmer's home. Then he stopped. There he stood on his short bow-legs. and he much prefeiTed it to his office. with his feet far apart. Thus they stood in a row as if on exhibition. to much Then he approached the tickled it cradle." adding that he hoped they so fashionable When at last selves. and said that one of his daughters had chin.392 praise. The two girls. The hoes at once ceased working and three heads were turned in his direction. and smilingly addressed It is very warm the women: " How do you do. which made the infant laugh and kick with joy. the oldest and boldest of the three. unnoticed on the soft meadow path. Sam announced that he would go to the fields. and under short skirts six bare legs. he did not know what honest work was. snickered at their . Therese. and could not understand how a man could be and so cordial at the same time. Sam had come up close to them. and asked him to be sure and call again. diligently Coming up from behind he saw the plying their hoes. and was lost in what he saw. He first saw the women in the vegetable patch. in spite of her lameness. she accompanied him to the farm-gate to show him the way. Kss. three bent backs. played with the baby.

which had not escaped their sharp eyes. however. his collar was far from clean. they could see the old farmer with a big gray bag tied in front of him walking up and down and scattering the seed over the field in well measured handfuls. and inquired where he could find farmer Biittner. On the contrary. Even the seemed to interest him. which was called the bushland. The wild state of this field. of his bow-legs. Karl questions. he answered every question honestly and to the best of his knowledge. and finally him whether he requested to be shown Karl called the stranger. asked son. who was hauling potatoes nearby. remarked that he had chosen a different career from hoeing vegetables. which was insufficiently hidden by his red beard. the rotation of crops. the neighbors. but it thing. Seen in broad daylight. examining the soil ever and anon with his stick which was provided with a long metal tip. had run up to the stranger and told him that his father was in the further field. had at last been . Toni was an innocent creature. from the neighboring woodlot. the water supply. and his vest showed several grease spots. not given to finding fault.FARMEE BUTTNER 393 sister-in-law's quick repartee. was the farmer's the fields. and the average yield of the several crops. and the latent lasciviousness of his whole bearing. and little Ernestine were exceedingly critical. In the meanwhile Karl. He also asked many questions of his companion about the boundary lines. but Sam who did not appear to be offended. the roads. and followed Sam walked around several fields. Therese. and he had hardly gone beyond earshot when they made fun of his homely mouth. indicating the direction with his whip. clothes of the stranger. to his wife to watch the horses. The woman studied the Sam studied the tall young man. more intimate family affairs was astonished at the many never occurred to him to keep back any- When they approached the woods.

intolerable to the old As of the farm had been attended cultivation of this lot. therefore. and to a certain extent he was even proud of it. Where could he get the money for this mortgage which was entered venting its fulfilment. These words were like honey to the honest old farmer. He quickly removed his bag of seed and gave it to Karl to carry. I can tell! am We could use a good harvest. He was not pleased that Sam had given words to his prophecy. One should not do that for fear of present a great glad of it. because he appreciated the visit which the city-man was making him in the country. whereupon the three men slowly returned along the meadow^ path to the house. Biitt- Sam amount God grant that you are right." Biittner replied. was excellent. the meadows in At first recall himself to the old ' ' : splendid condition. he did not recognize Harrassowitz. as the rest to. Harrassowitz.394 THE GERMAN CLASSICS man. I almost It is nice of you to come out here failed to recognize you. But then he shook him by the hand and exclaimed Mr. he observed. he had started on the it He had ploughed himself and prepared part of it sufiSciently for seeding. ' ' But — there's many a . and the appearance of the fields remarkably good." he sighed. ' ' who smiled said. *' delightedly. Harrassowitz had a word of praise for everything he saw. slip between the cup and the lip. to visit us. who had to man. His brother-in-law Kaschelernst had sent him a registered letter. for these fields repre" of labor. I my dear Mr. This had come like a bolt out of a clear sky. soon. calling his mortgage of seventeen hundred marks. for during the past days he had been greatly worried. You will ner! " '* have a splendid harvest. The soil. crossing himself. Karl walked in respectful distance behind his father and the stranger." Biittner's pleasure was genuine. heaven knows. Since it was late in the spring he was sowing there a mixture of oats and peas.

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He was very sorry. of it all? " . The man of whom he had bought his new cow without having been able to pay for her completely." Sam ex- claimed. '' Tell me. It him downright furious. and only gradually came around to his main theme. stopping by the big field of rye close to the barn. A registered letter! had made Had such a thing ever happened before? He saw in it a special manifestation of Kaschelemst 's meanness. When Biittner at last had come to the point of revealing his precarious position. A regisHe had even been obliged to sign a paper for tered letter And his brother-in-law lived only a few hunthe postman dred feet up the road from him. " '^ Really here the soil is yielding better than pure gold! These words untied the farmer's tongue. He would have to pass payment on several ! ! debts. as is the custom with silent and suspicious country folks. and then his county taxes also had become overdue. what do you think will happen? Your creditors will not be What will be the outcome satisfied with your promises. And this was not all. nor did he know where to get more. If Kaschelernst had met his brother-in-law on that day there probably would have been an accident. Harrassowitz let him talk. and listened sympathetically.FAEMER BUTTNER had been 395 as the last of all his mortgages? But the way in which it called had angered Biittner even more than the fact that he would have to look for money elsewhere. If necessary one could shout a message from one house to the other. Isn't like the visible blessing of God. he said. but he did not blunder at once into the subject that troubled him. On the contrary. had definitely demanded the balance due him. '^ and in the distance the spectre of a forced it sale loomed anew. Sam looked sad and troubled. for so far as the farmer was concerned the shoe was pinching in several places. he began a long way off. my dear Biittner. Biittner had counted his cash over and over again and found it insufficient.

Harrassowitz. you mean the affair with Schonberger Well. needed money for a perfectly secure mortgage. . But. They had almost reached the gate and were passing along the back of the barn.." he said." After that they continued their way in silence. what do you take me ! " I only thought. My own money is invested in my ! Men like myself cannot always do what they but you shall have what you need. and named a sum. does not like to concern himself. although I do not yet know where. how much do your run" ning debts amount to? The old man trembled with joy at this sudden help. good fortune had come so unexpectedly that he was unable to think clearly for some time. not knowing which were right and which were wrong. . my friend. . and unfamiliar with farm conditions. when Harrassowitz suddenly stopped. With all his recent cares he had If everything silently placed his hope in Harrassowitz. my dear Sir. Mr. His business. . ' ' ! . and was floundering between his own figures. After that we shall find ways and means to take up the mortgage. .396 '' ^ THE GERMAN CLASSICS know a way out? " know a way? I am Well. these are things with which an honest merchant * ' money '' " . ''I have thought matters over. as regards . to him.. Tell me. Sam tried to quiet him by cordial pats on his shoulder: . don't you ''I! But. the old farmer in deep despair. you should receive help Let another harden his heart against ! giving succor to a man who has labored as honestly as you I cannot do it. he would turn would help him. and then he took it back. for . a merchant. he had thought. how should I . Now this hope also was gone. He figured. you At that time you see. pressing debts. I will get the money for you." "I thought you could perhaps . and Sam failed. matters were more favorable then. . " Biittner. enough to pay your wish. . because you have already once because you so kindly assisted me the other time! " Oh. But now No.

and brown bread. One cow was afflicted with tympanitis. he said. where he picked. and asked the gentlemen to come to a simple repast. his pocketbook and looked through his . and Sam's experienced eye sized up the value of the cattle. ' ' ! When '' Shall we now talk business. Now us look They entered. he wiped the figures off with his coat sleeve and approached his friend. She served butter. honey. Mr. cheese." During all this time Biittner had remained alone in one corner of the room. to whom he said in a low voice. he leaned back in drew a cigar case from his pocket. and he knew just what advice to give. in passing. slowly. In the barn he was He even especially interested in the sills and beams. gave him greater pleasure than the idyllic charm of country life. Then they went into the garden. of all partook. if you wish. In the meanwhile Mrs.FARMER BUTTNER *' 397 Slowly. Biittner 's heart because he was not at all fastidious. it ' Don't get excited! out in peace. Nothing. Biittner? That is. and rested a moment on the wooden bench around the apple tree which faced the western gable of the dwelling house. of which Sam he had eaten and drunk enough. Biittner had made coffee of an excellence unknown in her house. We let shall have time enough at your barn and to figure ' stables. '' I'll need about 300 marks to pay my current debts. ' ' Sam opened papers. and asked: *' Do you permit smoking? After a good cup of coffee. winning an even warmer place in Mrs. his chair. When Sam spoke. a Then he took a heavy pocketbook out cigar is in order and laid it on the table before him. my friend. and after a careful glance at the pretty house he added that he would love to give up his business and become a farmer. a narcissus for his buttonhole. where he had noted several figures with chalk on the brown wall. and appeared in the garden where she made a bow to Sam in spite of her corpulence. looked into the shed and investigated whether the overshed was watertight.

Sam took several yellow bills from his pocketbook and said By a lucky chance I collected some money today. Biittner. turned his questioning eyes upon his wife. said when he ' ' ! While the three younger women left the room. added a There you are." He then put three hundred-mark bills on the table. therefore. Aren't you? " Thereupon the farmer reached out his hand to take the money. Traugott. here may stay women leave the room for a ' ' while. and retaining the rest in his hand. Karl. He. of course you must take it. when Harrassowitz said: ''One moment! There He placed his pocketbook on is another small matter. Then ' ' : — . curiously watching the dealer. and continued Only to have everything top done properly.398 * ' THE GERMAN CLASSICS Let the the farmer noticed that Ernestine and Therese were '' Mother and you. to think clearly himself he was on the point of asking his son's advice when he noticed that Karl was watching the whole procedure with a vacant and uncomprehending stare. ** I'll allow you as much credit as you wish. This gentleman is kindly disposed toward us." The old man felt dizzy. I do not generally carry so much. We are always in God's hands and do not know how quickly He may send His summons for us. my dear Biittner! Had I perhaps better give you another hundred marks since I happen to have them? " The farmer stared at the money without touching it or ' ' : : saying a word." of the bills. and was this not a dream? Here on the table was as much money as he needed. and such a harvest in the fields! Your signature means as much to me as actual cash. He looked from the dealer to his wife near him. Such a good manager. Could he trust his senses. and even more to free him from all his it cares! And there sat a man who was What could he make of it? Unable actually urging upon him. who nodded her head and encouraged him by saying: " Take it.

While Karl went to get them. Everything is all right. No one could make matters easier for you. ' ' Mr. Harrassowitz continued: '* Things must be done properly. and this 399 to happen. . Then Sam assumed a more gloomy lieve air. ^' Four hundred pen marks. on anyone. That is right so. One should never sign a paper unread. isn't it? " No one spoke. will you please sign anywhere in the room. Then taking up the which was handed to him he wrote. Well then please " But the old man still hesitated. bills. and asked whether there were pen and ink in the house." Biittner raised the note with trembling hands and studied it a long while. In his helplessness he glanced from his wife to his son and to Harrassowitz. who admon' ' ished the paper before signing it. nothing more. Here is the money. I only thought that care the I could do a favor to this gentleman. we do not want He had taken a small printed blank from his pocketbook. my friend. I cannot possibly offer you more liberal terms. . hesitating and turning the paper over and over. and Sam handed the pen to the farmer. I it for I do not wish to force had better take my money back. ' ^ " I almost behe said to Mrs. here. but the old farmer was breathing so deeply that he could be heard '' Well then. . Biittner has no confidence in me. and one could see from his expression that he was fighting a mighty struggle with you agree . This slip of paper is necessary to secure me a mere matter of form. but if he does not " and Sam stretched his hairy hand to take up . Biittner. Everything is written there that should be there. That is a duty which an honest merchant owes to himself. . If that is so. and here ' ' * ' to repay me on the first of October of this year." Sam's jocose voice broke in upon his meditation.FAEMER BUTTNER do we? " there are no proofs. ! himself." For awhile Biittner stood there. ' * him to read Don 't be afraid. Before then you will have garnered your crops.

Mr. the same Mr. [The harvest turned out badly. and his entire bearing were. but in vain. turned up his nose when he passed the compost heap in the courtyard and Edmund mumbled contemptuously. Heavy rains beat the grain down and much rye rotted in the fields. right here. Biittner worked harder than ever. a little more to the right There! Only your ! . . But Mrs. he went to town." And so farmer Biittner signed the note. although experts would have noted the absence of the hall mark of reliability. ' ' . such a w^aist. . Al. young lady was with him. a young man of medium height with a daring little mustache and curly hair.] VI A few days later. probably from the army-officers or the younger set of government officials. to use his own favorite expression. but neither Harrassowitz nor Schonberger were willing to admit him. Schmeiss who had snubbed arrived in Halbenau in a hired carriage. name. . angry She gave him the pen herself. His Regular country ways light-gray suit of faultless cut. When he saw that he would be unable to pay his taxes and interests and also his note to Hatrassowitz. . . but his choice had not always been good. His manners were borrowed from somewhere.400 THE GERMAN CLASSICS " in the ribs. she strolled through the village street to the delight of the children who had never seen such high Biittner in Harrassowitz' office. Schmeiss. and such modish sleeves. . Biittner No. and while he visited the farm. A heels. and Sam said pointing to a line: '* There please. Biittner quickly poked her husband Don't be a fool! exclaiming: Traugott! Why don't Then she pulled his sleeve and the paper! " you sign '' If you wait much longer. ' ' ' ' ! . . he'll be whispered in his ear. In the office of the former he was even curtly dismissed by a young man named Schmeiss.

and claimed to be the authorized representative of corporations which did not wish to be named. XVII— 26 . because they had not yet been fully organized. This is his indorsement. Schweiss called his commission. provided the borrower was willing to make a slight sacrifice. "Nonsense." as Mr. When a small merchant or an artisan was in pecuniary difficulties." you may ' ' Vol. claimed. In short he was a very splendid bargains useful. and found the family at table. or to find a third man to loan money. and familiar with the law and the Scluneiss' position in ' ' ' ' * ' * ' ' ' He preferred to call himself a commissioner. Harrassowitz. He often was his dummy in the purchase of farms or city real estate. He was a drummer for all kinds of unregistered business houses. equally at home in manv situations. for without much ado he asked the old farmer. and quested it must be confessed that he stood on no ceremony with them either. when he had not at least half a dozen to offer." but he " worked " also for Schonberger. before his whole family. All the Biittners had risen and were looking frightened practice of the courts. Harrassowitz spoke of him as ''A young man devoted to me. I am the man now. practical and smart young man. which was never small. who seemed perat home. Schmeiss turned up as the saviour in distress. Harrassowitz!" Edmund Schweiss exYou will have to pay me. He rethem not to trouble themselves on his account. but at last he said he had to do only with and astonished Mr.FARMER BUTTNER It 401 would not have been easy to define accurately Mr. *' at the strange intruder. life. whether he was ready to pay his note which had come due that day. Mr. It took some time for the old farmer to fectly find a reply. He was always ready to discount a note. and appeared at forced sales as one of the bidders. There was no time. assure yourself. although no one seemed to be able to say exactly what he did for him." Edmund Schweiss then entered the Biittner house just about noontime.

" " Well then Harrassowitz has 'discounted your note. he finally and in a No. yes. I received the money all right from Mr. I received it. I ask you whether you accept ? The farmer looked even more perplexed than before. frowning * ' ' ' and opening his eyes wide. The farmer saw that something was written there. It is due. therefore. Har*' ' ' rassowitz. while the faces of the others showed a variety of feelings. ! " " — You remember. I am. I now present to you your note. She nodded. very low voice said. for that little piece of paper seemed to have given him power over their father and all of them. ** Of course not! " Edmund Schmeiss replied. iti" The farmer assented without looking again carefully at his signature. Everything is perfectly clear. apparently a name. don't This is a three-months he has indorsed the note to me. at this very table. suddenly happen to be his creditor? He shook his head and declared that he owed money only to Harrassowitz. sir. Edmund Lord! isn't Schmeiss grew impatient and cried: '' Good Don't you understand? You have acknowledged the receipt of the money. *' Well then. But what had he to do with that ? How did this young man who had never given him a penny.402 THE GERMAN CLASSICS With these words he offered Biittner the note requesting him to look on the back. — Then — " The farmer looked on in a most perplexed way. Do you assert this? note. the present owner of the note. and this is your signature. you? Yes. But since his visitor had much assurance and seemed deeply offended. Harrassowitz at the time here indicated? " Yes. wife. He did not understand a word. unless you assert that I have come illegally into the possession of your receipt. do you confess that you received four hundred marks from Mr. Do you acknowledge having received value? I mean. in which consternation and fear of the stranger predominated. ' ' .

for she did not wish to have them see their father in his weakness. Edmund Schmeiss shrugged his shoulders. The old man wished to see the note again. he knew all that from experience. Courage. Mr. Be ' ' quiet. whether you will pay me ? seems to me that this is not difficult to understand. We shall pay you every- replied very coolly. chair he offered a pitiful sight. ' ' an'd everything is all right." Then she turned to the young man coaxingly and very " Won't humbly began to stroke his hand: you. I latest money! haven 't got Where ' ' his cool reply. and he could do nothing of the kind.FAEMEE BUTTNEE ' ' 403 And am asking you. But since he had paid the October interest on his mortgages and his taxes. Biittner." we will try hard. Cold sweat had gathered on his brow. in full of "Good God Heaven! ' ' What shall I do? — What do you want Payment! the of me. sir? You will give my good man a little time? We'll give you our was not much promise. Mr. At this juncture his wife sent the children from the room. and looked about the room. be But he burst out despair: '' quiet!" in a high and breaking voice. husband! Control yourself! This gentleman will be good and show a little patience. His wife tried to console " him. certainly not enough to redeem his note. His eyes were his jaws were trembling. here 1 Nothing more! Pay me. there left. whistling the popular tune and keeping time with his foot. and he was obliged to sit down. The farmer still had some money in his box from the sale of his rye which he had been obliged to sell a few days ago in spite of the low prices. He Edmund Schmeiss . The letters swam before his eyes. In the meanwhile the two old people conversed in halftones. shall I get the money? You it. was "And know. and looked disconsolately about. and in utter collapse on his fixed. and when he I it ' ' had received it he turned it over and over in his trembling hands. Then she stepped to his side and said. Buttner. Traugott. and thing.

took hold of him.404 THE GERMAN CLASSICS had bought the note as a good one. Their ideas of the law were very confused. If the stranger entered suit. sadly watched the face and expression of the young man whose pleasure or displeasure. Goodby. for one as helpless before a judge as before a lawyer. shook like an aspen leaf. what will become of us? " The farmer not get '' it. Biittner exclaimed in greatest You horror. won't sue us? " Mrs. for I am said. They already saw the sheritf take their last cow from the tie-up. and back of every suit was there loomed. would seal his fate. and replied to everything his wife said. ConIf he did sequently he must insist on receiving his pay. Schmeiss that we may at last conclude this matter. and when he replied that this was his right. — ' ' . ' If there is anything more. and cried I must be going." The old people conferred again. well Time is money. Well. a lady is waiting ' ' : me outside. before this His eyes had grown big with fright. the man of sixty. had forsaken him. but Mrs. my good people. everything was lost. she almost yelled: ''Oh God in Heaven!" Her trembling for her mouth. in their imagination. although Biittner was as if stunned. groaned. and had planned on it. and weeping and moaning fingers groped she repeated over and over again: " What will become of us? Oh husband." young Mr. Biittner ran after ' ! him. with " *' I know nothing nothing! '' Then I will make a proposal. a prison cell. he should be obliged to go to court. please hurry. Edmund opened for it Schmeiss drew a big gold watch from his pocket. Unspeakable fear had seized both the old people. his dignity calamity. The brave farmer who in two campaigns had given evidence of his courage. and he. he believed." He turned to go. He who was generally calm was bereft of his reason. prayed and begged him to stay. because Harrassowitz had told him that Biittner was a reliable man. He had counted on getting his money.

the one hundred and twenty marks just paid. Then he took his gold pencil from his watch chain and " Well then. one began to figure. and sixty. Do you agree? " The farmer had not understood him except in so far that he believed the immediate danger of a law-suit had passed. ran to his secret box and counted the money he found there with trembling fingers. in addition to sixty marks in all. and I can sell you patent food for the cows. a three-months note. There w^ere a few Edmund pennies over one hundred and twenty marks. three hunthinking of something added dred and sixty marks is a poor figure. Balance due two hundred and " The farmer Isn't it so. is my regular rate on course. write me a new note for the balance. I shall. I never bother with nickels. and beginning to be bored. Why didn 't I think of it before? You can always make use of a fertilizer on a farm. hundred and twenty marks. and my commission amounts to three per cent." he said. Let's write six hundred marks. That is simple. of Ten per cent. I have received in cash. Schmeiss counted the money too and placed the large coins in his pocket while he pushed the pennies and nickels over *' to the farmer. which you will very much need considering the poor hay harvest. He. These are very liberal terms considering your financial instability. won't it? )> . You understand! I shall All right! then destroy the old note before your eyes." his pocket ' ' : Then he took a blank from and as if suddenly By the way. and for the remainsay? ing two hundred and twenty marks I'll send you fertilizer and patented food. kindly give me a new note for this amount. Biittner? eighty marks. therefore. " hesitated a bit and then nodded his assent. take interest.FARMEE BUTTNER 405 Give me all the cash you have. That'll square us. three hundred Please remember this figure. Mr. Including interest and cost you understand my commission and three hundred and interest for Harrassowitz and myself — — — — You owe me. Now. What do you also a splendid preparation of linseed meal. therefore. Do you understand? The new note may run to the last of December.

! . unable to object with another word while his wife went to fetch pen and ink. to be spared these -other things. Buttner I thought that I had met you more than half" With that he way. since he hoped to get through the winter all right on his second crop of hay. tore up the old note. Then he took his departure. Mr. Mr. ' ' Edmund Schmeiss filled out one of the blanks. Really. Mr. But if you prefer rose. She offered them to young Mr. for we do not often ' ' : ' ' write here. Biittner. ' ' If this gentleman is so ble and take what he'll give accommodating you. "As you wish." to you ! Be sensi- Buttner sat in his chair with bowed head. " Do " culations. do be reasonable! urged the farmer. . and as soon as Biittner had signed it. because the geese flocked about there day and night. . seeing. Biittner " Husagain ran after him and persuaded him to stay. thatched roofs. please. There was nothing else worth village pond was dirty. Schmeiss with an ingratiating manner and tried to win his favor "with a smile from her old toothless mouth Will the pen suit you. poorhouse and fire station. he remarked that it was ^fettled. rectory. and asked: you agree? Buttner thought matters over before saying very humbly that he had never believed in artificial fertilizers. and walked to the door. sir I " she said. and had no use for the patented food. school. calling back from the door "You will receive the goods very soon. Al " I have the honor! quality. and most of the houses were small and poor with nothing but The children too. " she band. the matter is ' ' "All right! " Edmund Schmeiss replied. She had inspected the sights of HalbenaU' On — church. Buttner? He went over his calvery simple. of course! : — the street. Handing the pieces to Buttner. buttoned his coat. He wanted.406 THE GERMAN CLASSICS The farmer looked with vacant eyes at the young man who remarked: "Don't you understand. The . his lady-friend was impatiently waiting for him. But Mrs. Traugott. playing in the streets. You must be indulgent.

' ' [In the meanwhile Gustav had decided to leave the army and marry Pauline. The fellows openly stared at her. he was perfectly clear in his head.] how matters VII Kaschelernst had gone to town. Captain Schorff. colds. while the boys significantly nudged them. none of whom were averse to treating a friend. whispering comments to apparition of young fellows. he found her outraged at the vulgarity of the villagers. and his rat-like face had taken on a purple hue." all burst out laughing. Look. was hopeful that the count v/ould take his advice and assist Biittner. who was indignant at these signs of country insolence. laughed a good deal. The city dame. he visited his Uncle Karl Leberecht in the hope of securing his intervention. today was no exception. and his cunning was no whit dulled by his rosy outlook on life. and ' ' 407 their little noses running with were disgusting in the eyes of the lady. she wears a mosquito net. dropped her veil just as the young people were passing her. therefore. In such a mood he went to visit his friend Sam in the * ' ' ' latter 's office. and learned stood with his father. liquors and wine. but since he rarely drank so much that he became insensible. happy frame of mind early in the afternoon. but was unsuccessful. each other. On such occasions he had to do with brewers and dealers in cigars. When he arrived home. while the girls snickered audibly. and although he was dangerously unsteady on his short legs. Some women were returning from the fields with rakes and baskets over their shoulders. acquired a very bargain was struck.FARMEE BUTTNER uncombed and unwashed. largely to do errands and leave orders for his hostelry. followed by a company ' ' The girls quickly noticed the strange in the village street and. and when one cried. when a He had. When Edmund Schmeiss came up to his friend. . however.

' ' But that is terrible ' ' ! say. for he looked upon the help which the count had offered to Biittner as a personal injustice and the illicit interference of an outsider in his own domain. however. for he generally came with important information from the country districts. a bit of news which would interest both of them. The Count of Saland intended to come to the assistance of• . Harrassowitz cursed. There two drinks were served. for he was pleased to see Sam's anger. Damned scoundrels these aristocrats! They must have a finger in every pie. This is against our It will help the farmer to get to his feet. It was. Kaschelernst smiled and rubbed his hands together in silent amusement. and was shown immediately to Sam's private office. That's so!" to remain on his farm. Kaschel of Halbenau was a welcome guest in the graindealer 's quarters. Farmer Biittner. . The dealer jumped up " It is just as I in alarm. "And the trick together. I shall get was my money ' ' all right. he said. hostelry that others did not know his choicest bit. Biittner is The count wiU pay my mortgage." Kaschelernst gave back. pays me." he added " If the count with a cunning smile.408 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Mr. up in this affair? ' ' You know What business has the count He is spoiling the prices for to mix honest people ! Harrassowitz felt genuinely outraged. But the other insisted that the count was negotiating with him " I needn't concerning the mortgage. while one topic after another was lightly touched upon. that very well." Harrassowitz exclaimed I should have let you in on the profits too. Kaschelernst related for he heard much in his popular many interesting matters. if we had turned angrily." You would have got your money all right anyhow. Perhaps he had been wrongly informed. Kaschel. agreement. and asked whether Kaschelernst sure. he reserved for the end. winking his eyes. complain.

Sam did not know him personally. During the summer and early autumn the count and his his duties family used to spend a few weeks in Saland. therefore. exerted his reasoning power to see if perhaps something could not still be done and soon he had hit . " time was It took time to be angry. for the rest. however. His chief profit. and had actually entered negotiations concerning a steam brick had settled in his mind just which fields he would keep and which ones he would sell. but knew that he was a man of fashion who did not take much personal interest in his estate. and money.FARMER BUTTNER *' 409 Tlien he emptied his glass and said as he was leaving: Well. and spent much suddenly both threatened to go to waste. What was Schmeiss there for! He had had more than one proof of the daring and craftiness of this young fellow." He valued money far too highly to place it on a lost cause. then He had there would be no forced sale as Sam had hoped. Edmund Schmeiss was the proper man in this difiiculty also! Sam's plan was as follows: The owner of Saland was a cavalry captain stationed in Berlin. for which the Saland estate was All these plans were to be to pay him an exorbitant price. spoiled by what he had learned from Kaschelernst. he did not concern himself. however. and the demands of society kept him in the capital. for if the count would really assume the Biittner liabilities. there won't be anything doing this time. With the details of farm management. therefore. upon the right idea." Sam was very angry. would have come from the woods. for the revenues of his estate. ! He. That was most factory which he had meant to build there. his secret dispositions as if the He had already made farm were his. for he had several men in his to attend to such matters. time and careful thought on this business. and employ He was probably cared only satisfied to give its . also He annoying Sam. was not in the habit of nursing his wrath. The thought that he should lose Biittner's farm was painful to him.

But they took life easy. deemed when they were cavalry officers. how could the count be kept from doing this 1 It was a very ticklish business and would have to be attended to with tact. all Probably his own appointees had told him Such aristocrats were exclusive. What interest then could the count have in Farmer Biittner? Samuel Harrassowitz was not naive enough to believe that the count harbored any strong interest in the survival of a vigorous stock of independent farmers. He therefore. was chosen to make the . not difficult to persuade them and sweep them off their feet. The most important thing was that the polite forms and the laws of etiquette were scrupulously observed. for didn't he know the gentlemen of the nobility! Indeed he did! Probably the count had his eye on the woods of the farm which he wanted to add to his own preserves. smart bearing of his protege. especially best.410 THE GERMAN CLASSICS little thought as possible. therefore. to keep his own personality in the background. It was. and did not like it if people were insistent. ferent matter! that was a difBut Edmund Schmeiss He was a well appearing young man. This then was the perfectly tangible and selfish reason which had induced the great lord to come to the assistance of the small farmer. management as he knew of such matters. arose. therefore. and made their decisions quickly. It was. a fair assumption that the count would not know much of his small tenants and farmers. but he knew it did not consider himself vulgar. always properly dressed. Edmund Schmeiss. Sam knew himself well enough to be quite sure that nothing could be done if he himself went to Berlin and called on the count. The question. that the tastes of people like the count were He difficult. therefore. moreover. and their affairs. and had no doubts at all that " the " commissioner's appearance would win also the — count's favor. and with his fine manners invaSam had always taken great pleasure in the riably Al.

Sam always liked to combine several matters. a footman opened the door and an officer in the uniform of the Ulans descended. he gave him several other matters to attend to. The Berlin reports for about a week had been Wheat But Sam was suspicious lest this steady. for he had many connections Schmeiss was told to call on some men in the produce exchange. He did not ask for an appointment because he feared a refusal. therefore. Edmund Schmeiss who had watched this scene intently and had impressed the faces on his memory. A number of large dealers probably were fishing in the dark. A brougham drove up almost at the moment of his arrival. after an agreement had been reached concerning his commission. and to sound them on a variety of subthere. if this could be done. Edmund Schmeiss. accompanied by a lady. jects. walked up to . as he had learned from the directory. one could trim one's sails to the wind. and if necessary to force an entry. a pair of brickcolored gloves and a wonderfully bright necktie. went to Berlin. The officer gave some directions to the footman before he followed the lady into the house. The offerings were not large. He hired an expensive cab and asked the driver to wait. prices firm. but the prices did not rise Rye had gone down. and there was not much doing in barley. First he bought in a haberdashery a new silk hat. So he drove to '^ The Pavillion " w^here the count resided. and since he had undertaken the expense of sending his commissioner to Berlin.FARMER BUTTNER 411 trip to Berlin. And decided to surprise the count. If one could get some ad' ' : ! vance information. as behooved careful business men. Nothing should be left undone that could make a good impression." be only the lull before the storm. especially regarding the futures in wheat. for Sam wanted to know what people at the source were thinking. It would be exceedingly interesting to find out exactly what the big dealers in wheat were doing. taking advantage of the low prices and buying ahead in order to send the prices soaring when they had bought enough.

You may wait here. After a rather long wait he came back to the door and seemed even more contemptuous than before. opened the door. if Edmund Schmeiss reflected. who The " commissioner " was satisfied. walking to and fro on the sidewalk. tasteful and solid. from the harness and liveries down to the rugs and the gloves of the coachman and the footman. He learned that they were the count and the countess. and taking off his hat asked the coachman the lady and gentleman were. with a contemptuous look and ushered him into a room." who understood things as quickly as he knew how to act upon them. was at luncheon and sent word that the visitor ' ' he desired an interview. told the butler that he preferred to wait The old man measured him until the luncheon was over. renounce. He was on the point of closing the door when the " commissioner. and although Mr. jumped half way in and shouted with a voice "Tell the that was meant to reach the farthest room: count that I have important news for him from Saland. Schmeiss had a nonchalant A butler and superior air a servant.412 THE GERMAN CLASSICS the brougham. smooth-shaven gray beard. for he now knew that the count was at home. The count. shrugged his shoulders and disappeared. Looking again at the carriage. therefore. was of the best. this tall. Wasn't the whole message perhaps a trick to get rid of him? No! he would remain in the house he had entered. with impress the bearing of a lord. gave him only one searching look before he said that the count was not at home. The butler read the card. please. he said. He. before he rang the bell. assumed which he believed would Here is my card. looked at Schmeiss. Edmund Schmeiss waited a few minutes. Should he leave and return " not in an hour? Possibly the count would then again be at home " for him. . he saw that everything. >) " This way. This was an advantage he would not should return later.

As to his success thus far. some of majolica. The room was not heated. and it was inconceivable that he should not be received after this. he no longer doubted his ultimate success. had been admitted to the count's house. with his entire family here. and still others of porcelain." Schmeiss made a quick estimate. he was and might have been an officer in civilian altogether Al. true masterpieces from the Royal Factory in Berlin. for he heard noises in the next room. because the butler had not acknowledged him as a gentleman. A couch stood on one side. and also the most important. There were several lamps on the table. and the pictures on the walls had apparently been mustered out elsewhere. but such were the chances of business. for they laughed much. however. it was incontestable. or a count. a kind of a dressing-room where fur coats and other garments hung on hooks and several pairs of shoes stood on a shelf. with his servants and carriages and an apartment in " The Pavillion. must cost money. the rattling of dishes and many voices. in spite of his silk hat and smart He studied himself in a big mirror that hung in one corner and had probably been relegated here because it was badly cracked.FARMER BUTTNER The '' 413 commissioner " found himself in a narrow room with one window. It was remarkable what a fine scent these lackeys had! Schmeiss. In his business the most clothes. a baron. He sat down on the couch and looked about. His treatment had not been what you might call friendly.. thing was Since he to get at his people. His vanity had been offended. was not the man to be long depressed by painful experiences. Schmeiss nize the voices of in there women. He had got near the count. Suddenly his attention was attracted elsewhere. as the A count spent it. Although Edmund Schmeiss had no strongly developed sense of self-respect. winter in Berlin. difficult. others of bronze. he felt considerably hurt. It must be the dining room He could recog! seemed to be having a good time. So far as he could see. clothes. The people .

could have guessed to what lengths this man would be willing to go when he was offended.414 THE GERMAN CLASSICS changed his seat that he might hear better. Luncheon seemed to be over. there was a '* Wanda " and an The count apparently had the members of his Ida. Schmeiss ? rest was drowned in laughter. and it would be interesting to know how they talked when they were alone. The count received him in his study. When he had learned to distinguish the voices. although the animated conversation continued. for his blond hair had grown very thin. " Your excellency. Schmeiss quickly twirled his moustache. His hearing was good. Which the gentleman is still here. if your name was Mrs. but at first he could catch only disjointed words and sentences which conveyed no meaning to him. and his face appeared older than his figure. he could occasionally understand some things. and anybody who had seen him at this moment. immediate family at table. The people seemed to discuss very unimportant matters. His nose was long and too pointed to be beautiful. Then he heard a masculine voice say. but his eyes were bright and ' ' ' ' ' ' — ' ' ! — . Somebody asked " and Schmeiss heard his own name mentioned. He had never yet dined with counts and countesses. for he could hear no more rattling of dishes. pulled down his cuffs. but he was stung by the insult to his name. Edmund Schmeiss had blushed. which greatly astonished Mr. and followed the butler. Very soon the door from the hall was opened and the gray-haired butler announced that the count would receive his caller. Finally there was the scraping of chairs. Schmeiss. He was tall and slender. gentleman? '' whereupon a man's voice said. a very rare happening with him. He ground his teeth. He had caught a few names. and it seemed as if grace was said. What in creation does he want? " and several girls broke out laughing: ** Schmeiss Did you hear that? This fellow's name is Schmeiss!" More gay laughter and then the question: '' How would " The you like it Ida.

Distinction! All right. I believe that the interests of Saland are The closely connected with my suggestion. your Excellency. this Mr. Kindly let me finish what I have to say. . rejoined. woods of the They . "I have been negotiating for this woodlot for years. and at times even insolent boldness. in the broad and fluent fashion of a drummer. ''I know that probably better than you." '' But yes. When he had attended to all his fingers he looked up and said in a somewhat nasal tone: " But. Well " The count Mr. The count listened. wore his undress-uniform. Now at last I expect to get it. who was beginning to grow impatient. This was the only reason why I received you. the only lively spots in a rather 415 worn face that received a martial touch from a big moustache. Mr. my dear fellow I don^t know you said you brought me news from Saland." the count. Biittner farm are contiguous to your estate.FARMER BUTTNER friendly. What brings you to me? Edmund Schmeiss had advanced one foot and placed his silk hat on his knee. It passed quickly. Then he began to explain the reasons of his visit.. n . I really do not see what I have to do with ' ' — — all this. a wedge driven in your Excellency's own forest. There are only about fifty or sixty acres in the whole piece. Then he sat down himself. but seemed bored and began to polish his finger nails. however. while his manner alternated between humility and prying curiosity. " Quite so. Schmeiss. obviously then. prolonged '' Schmeiss is my name trying to recollect the name. The count Edmund Schmeiss had to fight down an annoying feeling of oppression as he realized that he was in the presence of a real aristocrat. and he resolved not to be impressed. But would his host prove to be as clever as he would not deny ! The count acknowledged the deep bow of the stranger with a nod of his head and pointed to a chair as a sign that he might sit down. He it to the count. are like .

He rose with an offended air and said. the jobber.' my you that I need no intermediaries when I am dealing with one of my own farmers. sorry that your Excellency is so badly informed." The count had started slightly at the name '' Harrassowitz. and the owner is a fine and thoroughly honest business man. he began and rummaged again ' ' He his papers which did not seem to be kept very " I cannot find his letter. and was pleased to note that the count had a poor memory for names. Insight into character was not the count's long suit. He said. '' This Harrassowitz.416 '^ THE GERMAN CLASSICS But your Excellency it. said. sharp eyes of the among visitor did not fail to notice how carelesslv the count looked ' ' man you " just named " Harrassowitz " Schmeiss quickly supplied. therefore. It is that of a big grain-house. is a landQuite so. ! ." The orderly." With these words he buttoned his coat as he had seen insulted heroes do on the stage. . and for the first time looked more closely at the man who had forced his presence upon him. through his papers before he finally Captain Schroff tells me that this . and prepared to leave. in a . Harrassowitz is a perfect gentleman." This was the time for Edmund Schmeiss to play his " I am trump-card. the emissary of the house of Samuel Harrassowitz. . will have to pay far too mucli could get it for you much cheaper. manager writes me. ' Your Excellency I am not acting for myself and dear sir? tell ' ' ' ! me should never have taken such a liberty if I were. No matter . this . he writes. You surely know this name. for he was guileless and kindhearted by nature. . . I am a commissioner. . ' ' " My rose to look through some papers on his desk. he is my friend. and the idea of having offended anybody was distasteful to him. He seemed to be a funny for We fellow! The count laughed." The count regarded the speaker in astonishment. " Wlio do you think you Let are.

have discovered. He " Please continue. you needn't No harm was meant. to say This is the plan we happen to it mildly. it seems to me. and which I have come to Berlin to frustrate. If the count swallowed this. Captain Schroff writes me that he can be saved with a couple of thousand *' " marks. There is this farmer this in Halbenau. but land-jobber is an ugly word. — will rather not repeat your remark to him. " Permit me. — — — ' ' Biittner. " Never mind. I of my friend Harrassowitz in this connection. and do not excite yourself unduly. very doubtful. your Excellency. to interrupt you here. The count let his eyes rest on the speaker in amazement. your Excellency. Schmeiss could give him a good deal more of the same sort. After a Vol. 417 go. His mouth was half open and he did not look very bright just then. You had better sit down again.FARMER BUTTNER conciliatory tone. Biittner! an old and honest chap. '* That's all right now. ' ' ' ' man whose While Schmeiss was speaking in the "tone of an honest sense of morality has been shocked. We are of the opinion that there is a scheme on foot to induce your Excellency to help an undeserving man. and said quite innocently. this really felt triumphant. You are expected to give your money in a cause which is. Our experiences with old Biittner are of a different nature. XVII— 27 ." ''Does your Excellency wish to hear me further?'* Schmeiss asked with the well simulated air of a deeply hurt man who is nevertheless ready to let bygones be bygones. who is threatened with a forced sale." The count did not notice the veiled threat that these words were meant to contain. and what is it you or your Harrassowitz wish me to do I I do not yet understand. your Excellency wishes to say. he watched the count's expression so carefully that nothing escaped him." *^ To think Yes." Yes.

to be permitted to say that ' ' we know his tribe well. But after what he has said of my friend Harrasso- can take no further stock in his judgTuent! Your Excellency will understand this I believe it was misfortune in his family that brought witz. ' ' Excellency. and a couple of thousand marks are Bad management. and his brother-in-law has entered suit against him. I am sorry to say. I ' ' ' ' ! ^ the old '' man man into trouble. . Your Excellency should make inquiries. in Berlin. But why was it not presented to me in this light? " '' The well-known generosity of your Excellency was to be exploited. and you will learn that I do not I have been in their house. " If that is so then matters are indeed somewhat different. But in this instance generosity. He is at odds even with his own family.418 while he asked THE GERMAN CLASSICS * ' : Do you know this . The whole business is more than bad. I shan't say it because your Excellency thinks highly of him. your old is The — — ' nothing to him. His sons are even worse. he drinks. and other honest business men will fare no better. '' My manager speaks highly of these people. Your Excellency should make inquiries. I too have lost money through him. and nothing else! a reckless manager and. He owes money to Harrassowitz." " The judgment of Captain Schroff appears to me — well." * The count shook his head. because we thought he was honest.' They are counting on your kindness. Suppose your Excellency helps . this Biittner so well?" '^ We may add with have had enough of an experience with him and I his whole family. I know these exaggerate. however beautiful it may be elsewhere. We are going to lose our money. is not in place. and with his daughters one illegitimate child follows another. and worse. Now Biittner is in debt up to his ears. . In this way the farm has naturally grown worse people. The people may be thinking The count is far away. We have been thoroughly cheated.

it seems. Then a new forced sale will be at hand. cannot be helped. and had been annoyed by them. especially the more liberal organs." Edmund Schmeiss repeated with an important air The papers print and sorry countenance. the democratic press. so which is always ready to blame the big estate owners. will not suffice. your Excellency! Such people cannot be helped. Yet see how they are acting The farmers are suffering from their own actions. This defence of the big owners sounded well to him. ii Yes it is exceedingly sad. a year it will be the same old story. and annoyances and will lose your money. indeed." Edmund Schmeiss had recited his last sentence with a certain solemnity of tone and manner." But that is very sad. and not from those of the estate o^vners. He too had heard complaints and demands which the advocates of a new order of things were making of the lords. Such people. We have a telling proof of this in the case of old farmer Biittner. Really. " Everything these democratic papers say is nonsense he declared. should pay Biittner 's debts now. His words were not lost on the count." the count remarked in a tone which clearly showed that he meant it. The lords are accused of ruining the farmers and absorbing their acres. It is like a sieve where the water you pour in runs after through. indeed difficulties '' I i ' ' ! much concerning the sad conditions of the farmers. by the way. . But nobody tells us that the farmers themselves are blame for their ruin. yet given notice. as if he were revealing his deepest thoughts." No." Schmeiss echoed. No. therefore. other demands will follow. for I know that the old Biittner owes considerable sums to people who have not Even if your Excellency. What do they know of the farming problems? Let them go to the country to see how conditions to ! ' ' ! ' ' really are before they write their flaming articles. Your Excellency will experience only And whatever the farmer may promise now.FARMER BUTTNER the 419 man out of his difficulties this time — a few thousand marks.

The count was angry because he believed that another attempt had been made to abuse his kindness. and he decided not to After this. Harrassowitz was drawing his nets closer and closer about Biittner. and no reasonable person will dare to expect it of you. for Mr. and the count was no longer so unapproachable manure What is your idea 1 The count deigned to smile at and Edmund Schmeiss did not ' ' ! his own merry remarks. People like the count. The tone of their conversation had undoubtedly grown warmer. are easily persuaded to be hard. who have little judgment and great magnanimity. He was also greatly pleased plished at the satisfaction he had obtained for his vanity. He finally asked: '' What do you say? I suppose nobody can blame one under these conditions. and had even offered him a cigar. Edmund Schmeiss left the house with an increased sense of his own importance and the delightful conviction that these aristocrats are outwardly very refined. [After this. ' ' Schmeiss found it easy to convince the count. Like a spider who is ensnaring a fly. Biittner died. I believe it would be indefensible if one were to raise a finger in this case. Isn't that so? Such people should have to hold the plough or load neglect to join in the too thought the idea excruciatingly funny. should be punished by having to work in the fields for several weeks. things moved rapidly. the feeling of having accomhis task brilliantly. if one leaves such a man to his well deserved fate? " " On the contrary. exceedingly stupid.420 THE GERMAN CLASSICS such people. editors and reporters. laughter. Mrs. He and haughty as at first. but the old man . but in reality. until at last the farm had to be sold under the hammer. Schmeiss him with toward the end the count had not treated him badly. Such people cannot be helped. your Excellency. forgive his manager left easily.

and a big steam plant for the making of bricks and tiles was built. for he wished to move in soon. On the farm itself great changes were made. discovered which promised to be even better than the . A new layer of clay had been first.FARMER BUTTNER was permitted to 421 remain on the place as a kind of a caretaker. In the fields ! matters were the same. Then the painters and decorators put in their appearance and tore down all the wain- They plastered the walls and painted them and even papered the room designed for the new young scoting. the woodlot knocked down to the count at an exorbitant figure. and finally the old man moved with his few belongings to a large closet in the like attic. Biittner used to cook the meals for the family and the hot mash for the cattle. He was an old animal which one suffers to live on. The old fashioned built-in oven. Masons and carpenters appeared. new owner often ran out from the city urging the workmen to hurry. Karl liad moved away. which had heated two rooms. when the farm was sold. and in its place a modern porcelain stove was built. and. Biittner was driven from one corner to another. mistress. the old dull window-panes were discarded to make way for new large ones of plate glass.] VIII great changes took place on the farm. concern Gustav and his attempt at earning a living by supplying laborers from his village to a big sugar estate in Saxony. Innovations everywhere The brickyard grew apace. from charity. the floor of the living room was Now taken up. was taken down. The. The workmen were all over the house. as they have them in city houses. as is brought out in several chapters devoted to him and his wife. The kitchen was moved into another room. which are not translated here. several fields were sold. and on which the late Mrs. Then the plumbers arrived. was going from bad to worse. The major portion of the parts.

barn. Time had moved on and had left him behind. almost over night. Berger. like every- . meadows and woods and all this had been destroyed. The large fields. The count's forester had cut down all the trees in the autumn and prepared the ground for reforestation. were all measured off into narrow strips.422 It THE GERMAN CLASSICS was being dug. for Mr. its expression. which lay tool. in his farm. helpless on the very ground which it used to refresh with its shade in the good old days of its flourishing strength. Forty years he had carried on his farm just as his fathers had done before him. on which poor men cultivated four or even a little five different kinds of crops. had had railway built from there to the brick ovens. and to erect a monu- ment to his children will all own worth. had found . by which his children and children's remember him and which will keep the dark up himself and his this night of forgetfulness from swallowing efforts. The traces of his activity were being erased. The old man had a hatred of all the innovations he saw There was something obtrusive and impertiabout him. The manifold relations which had tied Biittner. in so far as was concerned. What he had done was destroyed as if it had been useless. He was being placed in a corner like an old and useless He was a tree trunk dug up by the roots. The snow had hardly melted when the planting had begun. everything was changed and turned topsy-turvy. His life 's work was deemed good for nothing. once the pride and joy of Biittner. the desire for immortality and the wish to live forever in his works here below. and suddenly. house. fields. nent in the younger people's way of doing things. the new owner. The whole farm was cut in pieces. AVhat gives a man his incentive and stimulus and is the real cause of his striving and working. The woods also had been changed. In Biittner a few brief months strangers had completely altered what he and his ancestors had built up in love and piety in the course of time and through many generations.

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mind and regretted having let The count abhorred his new neighbor. and there would be no empty place anj^where. pressed Biittner 's hand and left him to his own lonesomeness. . He gently scolded him for no longer coming to church or partaking of the Lord''s Supper. and even the older ones made fun of him behind his back. most from curiBut since he rarely osity. But to his face no one dared mock him. Barring holino one had ever seen him inactive. over the fields. therefore. the count did not reply. laughed at his unkempt appearance and followed him. through the village street. He only wished to be left alone this was all he asked of the people. to his fellow-men. it is replied. the innumerable little roots with which we draw strength and give strength every moment of our lives had been cut. they true. What did the people want of him? The old man despised them from the bottom of his heart. He had grown useless to himself and to others. The farmer listlessly shrugged his shoulders but estate. When had this ever happened before Every walk had had an aim. The children. He. Aimlessly he walked to and fro. a few from pity. ! . manager of the large Schroff stopped his horse and greeting the Captain old man said how sorry he was that things had happened as they had. for his actions puzzled them. It was useless to talk to him and a waste to pity him Every word of sympathy was to him a humiliation. Another time Biittner met the had changed his the Jew take a foothold here.FARMER BUTTNER 423 one else. ceased speaking to him. Now when he could no longer buy the farm. he do now! for whom should he bestir himself? People spoke to him. But what should days. Probably the captain saw that such words were too late to mend matters. in the woods. for even misery had not entirely deprived the old man of his venerable ! appearance. He might leave the world. One day the minister stopped him on the street and accompanied him a little way.

All entreaties were in vain. He would cook have the dishes to which he was accusshould tomed. and talked to him with her own peculiar hearty simplicity. and refused to move with him to the city where Gustav had secured an excellent position. on the contrary.] Pauline. for since she had married Gustav. ! life — Mama also ' ' ' ' : I am through with is life! I am through with be so alone dead. insisted that he would live many more years. Once more she showed him how much better he would fare if he stuck to his own kin than if he lived among strangers. but you had better leave me . therefore.424 THE GERMAN CLASSICS [The old man did not even unbend to Gustav. and wiped his eyes with his hand. all alone." Nothing She. for he was still strong and the match of most out. at night One almost could wish that the sun would not shine lonely He blew his nose — — ! . tenderness unsuspected She had learned from his wife how to make them and knew exactly what he liked best. It is not pleasant to in the world. no. well.] She tried to entice him with the food she for him. . same. telling him that they would make his lot as pleasant as he could wish. and day times too so all alone Sometimes. [The young woman. she had become his favorite. " I am Pauline " he It is all the ' ' ! played replied. no. and soon I shall be done for. however. '' No. in him he replied. You had ! better desist. young people. and with a " Pauline. She ventured to take his hands and to caress them. continued You are young and do not know what we older people feel. can help me. did not give up all hope of prevailing upon the old man. You are good. Then he fell to thinking. had another interview with her father-in-law. and You had better go and leave me in peace. The old man's eyes suddenly filled with tears. I know you and your husband mean alone " . Occasionally he had even unbent sufficiently toward her to let her see how he was suffering. No.

Pauline refused to take the furcoat for Gustav. Gustav and Pauline said goodby to Halbenau. I believe I shall not have to suffer much longer. I'll find a little place for myself. some of her linen and a few more things. There was a sweater which had belonged to his wife and a silk apron he had given her when they were engaged. ^' I shan't see another winter. The widow had not yet given up all hope of enjoying once more the blessings of married life. No. because the old man would need something warm next winter and should keep his coat." Pauline burst out crying at these words. but she intended to leave it with her own mother who should keep it for the present and return it to him early next winter. all of which he gave to Pauline. Katschner was weeping copiously. Everything .FARMER BUTTNER again. 425 is distasteful." you a few things He then walked off to his closet and soon returned with an armful of clothes. and in the secret recesses of her heart there reigned only one thought gott Biittner. And before you go. Their departure had brought out many friends. and he continued: " But it is so." he replied. nobody can understand such feelings unless he has had my experiences. if not in this world. I wish to give to remember me by. The old man The people . Mrs. Pauline. Her daughter made her promise by everything that was sacred to her that she would take care of old Traugott — — Biittner. she took the coat. no. On a Sunday morning early. Finally when he had almost become angry at her refusal. maybe elsewhere. Leave me alone. that led to the village church. Grustav too should have some presents. : Trau- himself had not come to bid his children said they had seen him on the road goodby. and the old man fetched his big furcoat. which he had worn through thirty winters and more.

" they said.426 THE GERMAN CLASSICS IX Old man Biittner to had gone to the village barber on Sunday Saturday evening morning early he took his Sunday clothes from the press. He had become a stranger ner is going to confession. During the service which followed box as he had always done when he had been to holy communion. — upon the communion. Traugott. Was this really Traugott Biittner. his silk hat that had served him through thirty years and had grown more and more ruffed-up in spite of all coaxing and smoothing. or was it his ghost? The pale cheeks. revealed what they had not done before. It was as if a church member had appeared again among his fellows after a long illness. People gathered about him as he left the church and wished to speak to him. When it was over he put his coin in the collection among the churchgoers. and more than once directed his words to where the old man was sitting. Traugott BiittPeople gathered. they said. Traugott Biittner went to partake of the Lord's Supper. He walked down the village street. dressed in his best off. ^' where did you keep yourself all these weeks? " ' ' ' ' . Biittner sat in his Biittner listened attentively to every word of the sermon. no longer hidden behind a beard. how exceedingly hollow and emaciated they were. accustomed place. " '* Look. Well. staring clothes. his waistcoat with the long buttons of mother of pearl." straight ahead. looked at him curiously. looking neither to Other communicants who passed him right nor to left. and walked slowly but firmly. his long frock coat which had been made for his wedding day. Many eyes were focussed on him. Even the preacher seemed to feel that a special guest was in his congregation today. He replied to none of the greetings which were offered to him from all sides. have his beard shaved with his hymnal in his hand.

He went to his little room. The house happened to be empty. When he had looked about once more. After that he went to the barn and gave the cows their Then he feed. took off his Sunday garments and dressed in his working clothes. as if to see that everything was all right he closed the door behind him and left the courtyard in the direction of the woods. Traugott Biittner returned to the farm which had been his. Then he had suddenly disappeared from the crowd of the churchgoers and no one knew how this had happened. After a while he stopped. put them on a chair. and yet as if he was looking at something entirely different. and shaking his head gazed at them with a singularly serious Then he turned and walked away. The old man shielded his eyes with his hand against the blinding rays of the spring sun. it being a holiday.FARMER BIJTTNER 427 But he seemed to have no time for his questioners. for the workingmen were not busy there. There the friendly gable appeared over the thatched roof of the barn. and on top he placed his hymnal. He only wished to see once more the roof under which he had lived all his life. gave the pigs their husks and poured a quantity of milk into their troughs preparing for them a regular feast. He would not see it again ! — There on the ridge of the barn the straw had blown loose. Had he forgotten anything? No. Then he carefully folded his good clothes. Thus he stood for some time looking at everything carefully." one of the eye witnesses used to describe his looks in later days. one who hardly noticed it at the time was bound to remember it well later on. . To think that he had not noticed it before! Well the new owner would It stood attend to it! Suddenly he shivered. up like ruffled hair every which way. large enough to last through two meals. " Just as if he wished to pierce you through and through. Many a expression.

alone or with his wife and children. There he brick-yard! could see the big chimney now. was the corner where in early childhood he had been miraculously saved from death. The horses had shied and run away dragging him when his father. his fields. with or without his horses This road led from the Biittner farm the Biittner fields into the Biittner woods. Recently he had not been had blown here much because the brick-yard annoyed him.428 THE GERMAN CLASSICS about to do? Why was lie standing here? What was he Oh ! ! — Well then let him hurry The quicker the yes. At last he left the main road and turned into a path be- tween two fields. had hurled himself at their heads and had stopped them and rescued him. thousand and thousands of times had he not walked here! At all seasons. his Here rotation of crops was a small field with a ! young green stand. Oh. in that direction. better! Why But the thatched roof. his boundaries. He had not known that it so hard the other day. Every square foot of land had its own special meaning for him here. empty-handed or with a heavy burden. This was the new partition! Everything had been turned topsy-turvy. . . One through could walk in a straight line for half an hour and never ! How many leave the Biittner ground. because his wife knew how to make a tasty kind of jam from their fruit. This clump of wild roses he had spared when he had cleaned out the bushes all about. He made to the main farm-road a big detour about the brick-yard and came back well in the rear of that hated yard. coming from the woods. this The whole farm was disgraced. It could . where he stumbled over a newly placed demarkation stone. indeed stand here and gape? That did no good. every blade of grass had a story to teU. Here he was surrounded by the witnesses to his life and Yonder uncouth boulder reminded him of days This of hard work until he had removed it from his field. he would rather not look . his labors.

Last year when he ploughed under the whole stand. But what else could he do? He had pondered over it a thousand times. Yes. It was while the dead body of his wife lay in its coffin the night before her funeral. —A faint smile flitted across the But he had he said enough.FARMER BUTTNER not be oats. quiet. Untold sleepless nights had passed since that one when the idea had first occurred to him. He cast a glance toward the village. And here such a fool The old man snorted with wrath. hadn't — — — ^ ! that been a great joke? sullen face of the old man. ! 429 Wliat the devil was it? The fanner stooped and carefully looked at a little blade. He felt in his pocket and made sure that he had the thing he needed with him. be seen church. they give him a Christian funeral? They would have to acknowledge that he had died a Christian and not a heathen. If properly done. he had! Again a shiver ran down his back. sowed barley! But he had something else to do. which could from here in its whole extent. Didn't he know his fields? This here was an impervious clay soil. What would people say when they had found him? What would his tormenters sav? Ernest Kaschel the dog There was his fi^eld. For heaven's sake. The second serto stop for he ' ' ' ' was beginning and folding there. he thought. for had not the pastor and the whole congregation seen him in church and at the altar? This would Would have to count. His corn seemed to be thriving. way down to the The bells had started to ring. He . vice his cap had walked too fast. to sow barley here in this wet corner. Possibly the thing he was to do was not right in the eyes of mankind and a sin before God. the whole thing would be over in a jiffy. always wet. '' Quiet. Involuntarily Biittner took off his hand said a Paternoster.'* He would arrive early to himself. He would find out in the fall what kind of harvest he could gather here. Then he heaved a deep sigh and proceeded on his way. It was barley Was the fellow crazy. he must not let fear master him.

but not one had raised a hand to help him. ! . People had torn up everything which could make his life worth while. Hq would not give them the pleasure of seeing farmer Biittner in the poorhouse. all of them It would be a long wished-for happiness to see their faces no more. He recoiled from executing his purpose. a secret longing after rest had possessed him. To escape them he would have to leave the world altogether. She had lain there in her shroud full of peace. coldblooded and unsympathetic while a man was suffering. but when he had miserably died. he had often shuddered at the thought that such an end was against nature and custom. then they always came running up from everywhere to surround their victim and moan and weep. He despised them. For did he not know them. Now he would show them that he could have his own way. After he was dead they would probably talk more wisely than ever and say he should not have done it. pulse There was no other way. he would no longer be He would do what he considered right. he had accusfirst At tomed himself to the gruesome idea so completely that his beat no harder when he thought of it. They had snatched away the ground under his feet. Then as he had studied the placid face of his life's companion. able to hear them . Since then. and all that was due him. however deeply he had tried to hide himself they had followed him everywhere in their talkative and curious fashion. And they had given him no peace. He was a beggar but they should not drag him into the poorhouse. his farm. If they could have done it they would doubtless have deprived him also of light and air. good. He had been practically squeezed out of his own. Gradually. But this would not trouble him. They had always been ready with counsel and admonition. and cry shame. however. ! . It was natural and living. the thought had first struck him how much better off the dead were than the Death was not at all terrible.430 THE GERMAN CLASSICS himself had washed and dressed her.

What had happened here f Little mounds of earth one behind the other in endless rows and slender growth. The old man stopped. The lowest branch would be strong enough. What he had won ! — . A noose then a and then jump — — — . Then he remembered just in time how foolish his anger He need no longer fret or be offended. covered with blossoms. pile of stones A green tufts sticking from every mound tiny pine trees So they had planted trees here. The people had unravelled all the stitches of his active life. This evidence of his activity too had been destroyed. Once again he felt the thrill of joy of the man who is truly alone. he had as little concern with the world as the people had had for him. He had reached his goal with quick and hurried steps. but measured the tree with careful eyes. By stepping on the piles of stone he could reach it. Hereafter was. from the wilderness through many years. the count's men had planted with trees in a few hours. even the smallest. almost polished trunk.FARMEE BUTTNER No one should interfere with him. Here the cherry tree stood with its dark and shiny. the pride and contempt of him who needs nothing because he is on the point of laying aside his last threadbare garment. Traugott Biittner gave no thought to the humming or to the sweet smell. He stood staring at the green tops of the little pine trees and was seized with rage. He had almost reached his goal. People who give you nothing must refrain from ordering you about. The first bees were humming in its leaves. Its crown shone in the full glory of snowy white blossoms. every branch. 431 justified Everyone was in doing with himself as he pleased. where he had labored hard with plough and harrow through many a weary day! Here too his work had been in vain. It was a wild cherry-tree of gathered from the fields lay at its foot. like a country woman's cap. There at the farthest edge of the field stood his tree. Behind it was his back lot.

it Once more the Lord's prayer! Already the rope choked his neck. for before his eyes things were dancing. In vain ! body grew long. His throat felt contracted. His eyes took in the fields and meadows at his feet. he would die on his own ground. His fear had passed. They should not see him hanging thus. would say. Involuntarily his feet were seekHe had lost his ground. and his legs grew so weak he could hardly stand. strangers all. He wanted to die and had well considered it thousands of times. A^Hiat was this thing about his neck? A necklace of iron? Did he really hang from a His body was torn to pieces — ! . as if he were being throttled. At last he stood on the piles of stones. All he had to do was to place his head in the noose Once more he stopped. beckoning to him across the he was born. ! ! — blooming apple trees. for was he not well prepared to die! He had been to confession and had taken the holy communion. God would have to forgive his sin. His jaw dropped and he stared straight ahead with unseeing gaze. the deed would be done. Today he would finish everything. Then he straightened up. his abdominal muscles were convulsed. But now they were gone and he cared little what the others. The rope was firmly attached to the branch. Almost without knowing If he took one jump now he slid the loop over his head. Formerly the thought of his children had kept him from executing his purpose. His ing for a support. They were his. This was not his first visit to this tree with a rope in his pocket. Overcome by weakness he had to lean against the tree.432 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Again he shivered. Then his eyes looked for the house where There it lay. The thing he was about to do was too horrible! To kill himself! Awful If anyone had prophesied this in his youth He repeated the Lord's prayer and felt relieved. He felt the stones roll from under his feet.

whom he at last recognizes dis- — Help oh help me His father approaches.FARMER BUTTNER tree? for he could still 433 see everything distinctly: there those two men. his father ! right. the soil to which the man had dedicated his life. The head with the long gray hair has sunk down to the breast. The two men do not stir. having silent. ! with his long light hair and without a beard. XVII — 28 . to which he had given himself. body and soul. a very old man with a crooked nose and inflamed eyelids. not ten steps away! " Help me. There they stand watching him silently and solemnly. He wishes to talk to them. Their eyes are big and One is his father. The little bent man at his side is his grandfather. The wind is rocking the body to and fro . Can't you cut me is The wind his sport with their hair. and the bees go on about their business. Father! — That's he feels better. — Now . . . around his neck. —Ah. The eyes are wide open gazing at the soil. If only there were no collar tinctly. why don't you help me? see — what I have done? " down? Don't you No response. Vol. what huge black birds.

in 1906 and he enjoys in 1913. of living German writers few. — as did Herder and Voss and August Wilhelm Schlegel. Ludwig Fulda. who has furnished models of the translator's art in his German versions of the masterpieces of it was for these classical translaMoliere and Rostand tions that he was awarded the Cross of the Legion of Honor — * This sketch portance. Late Associate Professor of Germanic Languages and Literatures. in true optimistic on the bright side of things. if any. Perhaps no other nation possesses the power of Anempfindung to such a marked extent as the Germans do.D. fashion. furnishes eloquent testimony of the great popularity this country. he would perhaps have given a somewhat fuller estimate of Fulda' s literary im- [434] . on the occasion of Ms visits to 2^ the United States as the guest of the Germanistic Society of America. Jr. dramatist. Ph. Columbia University [HE exceedingly cordial welcome extended to Dr. Luther possessed this gift in eminent degree. to look chiefly inclined. and there are few men in the German literary world of today the message of modern who are better fitted to disseminate German thought and literary striv- ing than Fulda.LUDWIG FULDA* By Rudolf Tombo. If he had lived. poet. —Ed. essayist and translator. The influence of German culture upon the intellectual life of America has been a profound and beneficial one. is probably the last piece of writing done by the late lamented Professor Tombo. however.. whose clever American Impressions stamp him as a clear-eyed and sympathetic observer of foreign manners and customs. with the result that many a foreign author has become a German classic Shakespeare is played much more frequently in Germany (1156 performances in 1912) than in England or America. possess it to a greater extent than Fulda.

Courage to learn. In 1883 he received the degree of doctor of philosophy first from the named institution. to the national capital. zig. as an active member and president of the Berlin branch of the Goethe- bund. he has frequently raised his voice in defense of intellectual and artistic freedom. summa cum laude. by way of Frankfort (1887-88). with which he has been associated during the past twenty-five years. Berlin. where he fell under the spell of Paul Heyse and the Munich School. At the age of twenty-two he turned his steps to Munich. The year that marked the publication of his first dramatic effort . and Leipnets. he took up the study of Germanic philology and philosophy. who. has now wellnigh an idle-tale become. may be held responsible for much of our formalism." The ferment that was stirring literary Berlin in the late eighties soon drew him. and who responsible for a large part of the German translation of Ibsen's posthumous works. attending the universities of Heidelberg. a wealthy merchant. a collection of poems. Fulda has given expression to his inpoet's debtedness to Heyse in the following verses and this influence : " I chose thee for Albeit 't my leader to the heights of art. of Beaumarchais* Figaro and of Cavalotti's II Cantico del Cantici. The Sincere. and after graduating from the Gymnasium of his native city and spending a brief period at uncongenial employment in the office of his father. thirty years ago (1883). Fulda is a prolific writer.LUDWIG FULDA 435 by the French government in 1907. and where. as well as for a modern German rendering of the Middle High German Meier Helmhrecht. since the appearance of his maiden play. or a translation. has scarcely allowed a year to pass without publishing a dramatic work. His summer home is at Karersee near Bozen in the Tyrol. courage to show a grateful heart. 1862. Fulda was born in Frankfort-on-the-Main on July 15. and finally for a translation of Shakespeare's Sonis — which appeared in the fall of 1913.

yet they harbor situation. His dramas are not always profound. a satire on modern climbers. the second with the seventeenth century dramatist Christian Weise and several other members of the school. and his association with the preachers of revolutionary doctrines was of short duration. While at one stage of his career he showed a leaning toward example in the comedy The Wild Hunt (1888). The thesis appeared in the nature of an introduction to the writings of the individuals concerned (volumes XXXVIII and XXXIX of Klirschner's Deutsche National-Litteratur). The Talisman (1893). including his greatest theatrical successes. of which eight contain only one act. his contributions in that field including no less than twenty-eight plays. many many a graceful line. Friends of Youth (1898). realistic production. and his comedies contate to . He is not by nature inclined to upset established conventions. Flashes of wit abound in his plays. the first dealing with the poet Johann Christian Giinther (16951723). The Talisman having passed into nineteen and The Tivin Sister into six editions. although Fulda does not hesigive firm expression to a personal conviction. he has written a number of successful stage plays. his chief activity has been directed along idealistic lines (classical and neo-romantic). exhibiting special mastery in the handling of dialogue. and he displays thorough command of dramatic form and technique. As for Fulda's dramatic activities. a clever idea.436 THE GERMAN CLASSICS also witnessed the appearance of his doctor's dissertation. and The Twin Sister (1901). as for mann Fulda's realistic work calls up the social satires of Suderrather than the crass naturalism of Hauptmann. and his protagonists rarely preach iconoclastic doctrines. The Opponents of the Second Silesian School. many a happy Fulda's polished verses flow on easily and melodiously and artistically. It is to the drama that Fulda has devoted most attention. the first and last mentioned of which have also been popular with the reading public. and the drama Paradise Lost (1890).

dealing with the problem of the conflict between capital and labor which was at that of time such a popular theme for narrative and dramatic treatment. as the title implies. in the character of Habakuk. and Wildenbruch's play Master Balzer (1893). while it of Raimund is unmistakable. for example. deals. . In this fairy-tale play the influence of Grillparzer and (1905). as for example in the comedy Comrades (1895). Of the realistic plays. much As a result. Paradise Lost shows the influence Sudermann's Honor (1889). By far the most popular of these is The Talisman. not awarded to him owing to objections on the part of the Emperor. who suggests Raimund 's The Peasant Millionaire. Hauptmann's drama The Weavers (1892). and the drama Masquerading The satire is not particularly bitter. has always exercised a peculiar fascination over him. while at the same time they stamp him as an accurate observer of modern life with all its foibles and all its follies. Another realistic satire. Note. with its symbolical and allegorical elements.LUDWIG FULDA tain 437 bright dialogue and many humorous situations. however. sometimes borders on caricature. The Woman Slave (1892). the plot of which is founded on Andersen's tale of The Emperor's New Clothes. the fairy-tale. for example. was voted the Schiller Prize. the element of satire on the modern social structure is not lacking in his work. Adela Maddison (1910). From the time that Fulda caused flowers to appear as dramatis personcE in a youthful puppet play. His other fairy-tale plays are The Caliph's and Land of Cockayne (1900). Kretzer's novel Master Timpe (1888). which was. An opera based on The Talisynan and dealing primarily with the love episode (Maddalena and the King) has been composed by Mrs. however. the latter being found. the play having been interpreted as a satire on the theory of the divine right of kings with a reference to the unpopular dismissal of the Iron Chancellor. It was for this play that Fulda. Son (1897). In his symbolic and fairy-tale dramas Fulda exhibits much poetic fancy and deep sentiment.

An adaptation of the amusing Friends of Youth has also been performed here. Epigrams (1888). but has never been performed. of — — . and which a second largely augmented edition has appeared under the title. the theme of which is based on an idea of the sixteenth century Italian novelist Bandello and which suggests the earlier Talisman. Melodies a Booh Poems (1910). which described the tragedy of the unfortunate Silesian poet Johann Christian Giinther this effort goes back to Fulda 's Heidelberg student days. as for example in Master and Servant (1910). Agnes Sorma has frequently appeared with success in the comedy The Twin Sister. Fulda 's poems have appeared in several collections. verses thoroughly characteristic of his as follows: lightness of touch — New Poems humor. (1884). His latest dramatic production is a comedy entitled The Pirate (1911). Not so successful was a tragedy Herostratus (1898). he has written a series of essays entitled From the Workshop Studies and Suggestions (1904). The first play of our poet was also an historical drama. its .438 THE GERMAN CLASSICS with the inferior position of woman in the German social system. which deals with a page of Greek history and in which the famous Matkowsky appeared in the title role. Poems (1890). In addition to the American Impressions of (1906). This play is said to have been submitted to the Deutsches Theater of Berlin anonymously and it proved a consideraible stage success. In this ambitious work deeply tragic conflict the author's artistic sense and his mastery of form are strongly reflected. Parker has been presented in America. of which an English version by Louis N. with Satura Pasquils and Humorous Sketches in which Heyse's influence is plainly visible. act plays is the episodes One Tete-d-Tete. which contains among others an admirable essay on The Art of the and his bright (1900). of the most popular of the oneFulda occasionally returns to and characters of liis earlier plays. as it does the influence of Hebbel.



his only contribution to prose fiction consists of two short stories which appeared in 1894 under the title of Fragments of Life {Edwin Dilrer and The Wedding-Trip to Rome).LUDWIG FULDA Translator. of Fulda 's literary activity are humorously portrayed by him in Franzos' The Story of the Maiden Effort (pp. aside from a volume on Aladdin and the Magic Lamp. and thus. published as an Ullstein Jugendhuch. new Schauspielhaus has also written a prologue for the dedication of the The beginnings at Frankfort (1902). Fulda 's talents lie rather along dramatic than along narrative lines. ler 439 In the same year appeared a lecture on Schiland the New Generation. . 285- He 296).

D. M. a servant Hebmine. Baumann. his tpife LornE.LUDWIG FULDA TETE-A-TETE DRAMATIS PERSONS Felix Volkakt. a housemaid Babon Htjbert von Beskow [440] .

Madam you 're crumpling my lace looks charming today. To be sure I have But Hermine {impatiently). the thousand things one is mann is utterly unreliable now [Calling. A. ! Baumann Hermine. N. C. Durham.TETE-A-TETE TRANSLATED BY E. who her. careful Lottie. I wonder what the hairthan that.'] Hermine. Hermine {glancing table-cards 1 at the table). Yes. higher. Have you put on at the left corner the Baumann. A window in the foreground to the right. richly Side-doors on the right and on the left. In the centre of the stage is with some thirty or forty covers. showing the drawing-room. the thing 's dripping Blow it out Baumann {Mows out the light). There are chandeliers in both rooms. {hurrying toward her. Baumann {who is engaged in lighting the chandelier in the drawing-room) Later Felix. Madam! I've attended to everything. lighter in hand). the disorder. In the fore- ground on the right is a small sofa. ! ! Madam Good heavens. pointing to — . Well! ! — [441] . but the worrying. . Volkart's. set. Baumann! Yes. Hermine is holding a hand-mirror before Put this rose a rose in her hair).'] And old Bauafraid have been forgotten after all.M. ! [Puts down the hand-mirror. higher dresser was thinking of! That's right! But do be {to Lottie. as usual. and on the left are several easychairs. Lottie. From right to left in the order named are: Hermine {who has made an elaborate toilet). that he has passed sixty. In the background are portieres which have been drawn back. a long table. It's easy to speak of one's first ball. Dining-room at Dr. the thousand things one has to bear in mind. Trinity College. Do you think so? I don't feel comfortable at all. Assistant Professor of German. the trouble. U TOWNSEND.

'] I've Felix {entering from the left. too. closet. In the blue room. Hermine. if your poor the Baroness always mother had heard you say that used to say Hermine. Blundering again ! Straighten out! Baumann standing before her). Now.] again). attic. Hermine! Do tell me where 's my writing-desk ? Hermine. I should have the good fortune to — Hermine. Well. tables. Hermine. enter there ! My All hope abandon ye who writing-desk is there but not my books. it sitting together at the left corner. in the large linenis Who's been storing them away? Lottie. myself. go — — to your work! [Baumann goes to the table. Baumann {coming forward all set. I really never thought that when you gave your first ball.442 THE GEEMAN CLASSICS There are three gentlemen There you are {still ! Baumann. ! A nice place for it I've got to look up a reference it on rheumatism. What tables? Baumann. In the bathroom? Lottie! How wonderful the logic of events! [Exit to the left. in morning dress). those are the cardYou must take the covers off of them at once. ! Baumann. and you were a little girl. It 's just dreadful ! Do attend to it. to the right. In the Felix.] Hermine. You see. [Exit Lottie to the Look and . I know what my mother used to say. found you at last. The little tables are Shan't little I put any cards there? Hermine. Heavens Why. will you? Felix {entering from the right). Lottie. Madam. They are in the bathroom. Felix. see whether the carpet is stretched across the sidewalk. Now I'm likely to get a touch of [Exit quickly. when I used to look after you. Baumanii.

are you smoking. the drawing-room). To the caterer Number 746. that's all! anything of each other Besides today. there's nobody here yet. Felix. Baumann. Why. smoking a cigar). Hermine (calling).'] Hermine. . Felix. Only to think that that is now twenty years ago and that I still have the honor and the pleasure [Goes to the drawing-room and busies himself with something.] — He's incorrigible. You're certainly in a good humor! [Exit to the right. Felix. first ball ! It Felix. Felix. The smell of stale tobacco at our would mean our social destruction. Then I'll stop. To the lobster? ! ask the chef whether the if not. The humor thought — haven't seen of despair.] Yes.] [Takes the cigar and smokes That's the genuine article! Hermine. you missing lobster has come at last Baumann. behind her back. Felix.] 443 And Baumann.] time you dressed for dinner! high Under the I can find my dress coat. Hermine. Hermine. without a chance to speak as we pass by. I'll attend to it all.TETE-A-TETE right. it's I'll try to. ! Hermine Well. It's in your writing-desk. the key has been taken out of the lock. Felix. in the crowd. if conditions which prevail. I suppose it's in the cellar. so we I Hermine. This running up and down stairs is very pleasant Another trip to the attic. Hermine. We'll see enough of each other this evening. Yes. it Madam! Take that nasty stub away I'll Baumann. ! Baumann (from Hermine. then telephone . I Hermine. Baumann! [Puts down the cigar. Felix [enters from the left. [Sits down in an easy-chair. do at once. here in the dining-room? (aside). Felix. then? No. I give up now. no doubt.

Now. host? Felix. Felix. Tomorrow. Felix. I suppose I won't get rid of you till it's done. hold your bouquet or your fan while you are dancing. carry your fieldglass when you go to the races. my shall have as little time for chatting as we had in the We have been married exactly four months we past. tableaus in aid of the sufferers from the fire what's the title of the tableau in which you are taking Hermine. A promising Circle. Are things to go on like this forever. that the only privileges attached to my position as your husband are the right to escort and escort you home again. If any- Felix {looking at his watch). title. that for the present we see. dear girl. that we only have a bowing acquaintance with each other. — — part? Hermine. Felix. why I'd like to have a few minutes' chat with you. half -hour. Felix. you 're going to drive to the races tomorrow. Why. What do you Felix. the right to sit behind you in our box at the theatre. and be quick about it. Then you have in the morning the benefit performance for the victims of the flood and in the evening the I say. Why. for goodness' sake say what you have to say. Well then. never to talk to each You . Hermine. The day after tomorrow. now! There's no time. have time to talk to strangers. I can slip Nobody ever comes in the And you know very well how quickly on my dress suit. But of other duties. too. indeed! other. Achat. then Felix.444 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Have you no sense whatever of the duties of a Hbrmine. That's just Certainly. and look on indifyou to a ball . Hermine. there are a to. Hermine. The Family Circle! The Family Oh. hundred things I've still got to attend body came first — Do go and dress for dinner. Hermine? mean? Hermine.

as a starting point for our social campaigns. I admit. and people think me a model marital figurehead. Well now. By — meritorious people. At home? Why. the ribbons on exhibition in their button holes or their ability to talk on every subject. — Felix. How you do exaggerate Haven 't we the whole morning to ourselves? The morning? That's when you Hermine. Then I've my consultation hour. even if their merit consists only in their high birth. But when I'm up Felix. do. I am like a supernumerary in a play. When you're in Rome. do as the : Romans ! making spasmodic efforts but her only answer was invariably last in desperation I delivered to I kept to entertain her. sure either to be invited out for lunch or to have guests ourselves. All are receiving. The Great Wall of China seemed to surround even the mind of the lady who sat next to me. my dear At home is as far as we are concerned merely a girl? geographical term. How funny At her a lecture on the cure of hydrophobia. that time you've driven to pay calls or are the very best people. who would be only a nuisance if he tried to take part in the action. We Hermine. And as soon as that's over — sleep. wasn't that just a charming luncheon we had at the Chinese Embassy lately? Felix. while in society — Felix. Hermine.TETE-A-T^TE ferent or even well-pleased while other 445 men pay court to you. Felix. For since ever to a ball — you maintain that it is very unseemly for me sit beside you at supper or dance with you at Hermine. Married people get enough of each other's society at home. are especially on subjects they don't understand. How funny! . Certainly it's unseemly. it is only the base which we use ! — Hermine. Extremely interesting. when are we at home.

! A it's still alive. did you talk about? Hermine about Well. The case made a pretty deep impression on me. Felix. Hermine. But a Baroness with a headache was the . like A What very pleasant companion. about {trying to remember). — — Hermine. Felix. Felix. But then you're driving. Baumann {entering from the right). I can still remember perfectly well how I was called to the Baroness in his stead. and the first two scarcely count: a servant-girl who had sprained her wrist and a young man who asked in strict confidence for a remedy to keep his hair from falling out. or at five o'clock tea. In the evening we usually don't come home till morning. The lobster has come. Nor have vou either. if her ladyship.] Felix {after a brief interval). much less von Walheim. Now 7 had a splendid Felix. Hermine. time. Baumann! Baumann. Felix. With von Walheim? Hermine. Oh. that's what one always talks about with men Yes. Why. All right beautiful creature. your mother. Felix. Hermine. It's all right. was your own fault. Baumann. for it was the third since I had begun to practice. Felix. I remember too. him. had lived to see that! \_Exit to the right. ShaJl I kill it? Just give it to the chef. Baumann. And in the evening — You're exaggerating. Hermine {gravely). you haven't the slightest idea what we were talking about. Hermine. It is extraordinary that your family physician should have been out of town on the very day when your mother got a sick headache. or shopping. Felix.446 THE GERMAN CLASSICS It Hermine. But yet we've got the afternoon to ourselves.

Felix. and. always takes the tailor's bill to make me realize the value of such works of art. I really believe you're growing senti- And why shouldn't I? It's only by way of a change. Heemine. too. proved I was smitten in good earnest. Therefore I concluded that the reverse would be true of you. that I was well aware of. all that may be taken for granted. brought up in a whirl of pleasures. mental. who looked upon the art of sewing on buttons as black magic and upon the cookbook as a book with seven But I knew too. by Heemine. Won't you just put on your dress clothes before you repeat your declaration of love? Felix. experience. On the other hand. It was the beginning of our acquaintance. In that field I can 't com- . Felix. you haven't said one word as to whether you like my new dress. I'll be done in a minute. That just shows that you've no taste. decisive for another reason. Felix. I am too irregular in my reading of that organ. a tablespoonful every hour. You'd better ask the It experts in who are coming this evening. that girls brought up in the privacy of the home generally become pleasure-seekers when married. Felix. that time I was no longer smitten. juice for your mother. the beginning of our acquaintance. Felix. to prescribe the purest Raspberry house a sick man. That you were a true society maiden. Yes. I loved you. I find you pretty any dress. But I left the Even Cupid's darts have been by modern science to be a species of microbe. as I said. At any rate my taste can't keep pace with the current number of your fashion paper. and if you don't object. Your mother was then as sound as a bell. Well. by seals. Of course! Heemine. And when I had paid a few more visits. Heemine. I was in love. Heemine. I still love you. even in a plain one.TETE-A-TETE 447 decisive turning point.

I'll put an end to these Hermine. goings on. it lends a thousand charms to my existence. isn't I suppose he's coming he? Hermine. I have no desire to act in such a scene just ten minutes before our guests are due. charms for which your humdrum fireside would be no compensation. I understood you very well. then I'll never give in to you. if people pay homage and show their appreciation of her. It would be terrible. to adore you all day long like a It love. I am neither a plaything nor a lay figure. was in was not a favor: I've just told you that it But if you ask me to mope away my youth a chimney-corner. Felix. Aren't you men ambito your wife. and you should be delighted instead of vexed. to feel at home in my home I If you don't realize it. driving me to despair? Don't you realize that my most ardent wish is to have my wife for myself alone. Don't you see then that this life is tormenting me. I suppose I 'm to consider that a great favor ! Hermine. Felix. [Suddenly stepping up to her. I never gave you any reason to doubt the sincerity of my love for you. torturing me.448 THE GERMAN CLASSICS pete with our friend Hubert. fills me with rapture. Felix. never! I have the right. We have invited him. it gives wings to my soul. I need this homage. Have we? It would be an awful pity if he didn't come. dances splendidly. enlivens me.'] Hermine. let me tell you that you've chosen your time very badly. the undoubted right to enjoy my youth. He Hermine. . this evening. That social life you poke fun at. to die with ennui for love 's sake. but as the moralist's mask has suddenly fallen off and revealed the stern tyrant of the domestic fireside. so much the worse. intoxicates me. you either do not or will not understand me. sentimental old maid. You know that I accepted you in preference to the most brilliant offers.

but from now on if I shall cease to act as your bodyguard. Hermine. And you're a prig! Felix {taking long strides up and down). joke. Felix. XVTI 29 put on dress suit — . because I am yours. I am young! I want to dance. I'll The evening of our first ball. it's inexcusable! [Looks at herself in the hand-mirror. But I am young. and Felix. laugh. take was you. Do as you please . I am of age. kick over the traces. there '11 be plenty of time to bury myself between my four walls. nothing more tiresome than this systematic search for amusement.^ Hermine {alone). Well. and you have no right to stop me. Such a scene at this hour! Oh. now [«s he goes ouf] my Well. Hermine. Felix.TETE-A-TETE every one of you? women be ambitious too? tious. I'll excuse you. not to this so-called world which I despise. When I 'm old. It wasn't I who began the faultfinding. Under such circumstances it's a good thing that we should be alone as little as possible. worth while. . 449 All of you are. Perhaps better worth while than your everlasting studying and sticking indoors. it seems to me that nothing is sadder than this everlasting round of pleasures.'] Vol. are you finding fault with me because I it my professional duties seriously? Hermine. Felix. It isn't Felix. just as long and I'll take just as I can! \^Exit quickly to the left. Hermine. you think you can justify such behavior in the eyes of the world. I want to be the queen of the ball I want every one to envy you. for you^ (bursting out) you're a coquette! Hermine. and shan't I am ambitious. Because you never took the trouble to try to understand it without prejudice. as long as I can to do it. {vexed). evening ! A pleasant Hermine Felix. I am answerable for what I do to my conscience alone. Hermine.

Fair friend. May one ask who is — coming? . And don't bring the seidlitz {Aside. without even being opened. these elaborate prep? Hermine {very much invitation 1 Didn't you get our VON Berkow. How glad I am! ! Hermine. I've got to be amiable. for whom Baumann has opened the door. [Exit to the right. But what do I see ? You I stopped the carriage to — are in full arations — you are expecting guests surprised). Madam! Hermine.) What a humor I'm in! Heavens! I've got to smile. Now all my pleasure's spoilt. I'll ! get it right away! {Looking out of the window. I suppose your invitation has been at my house all that time. bring me a seidlitz powder Baumann. [Goes toward the rear of the stage. enters from the right in traveling dress.) ! Am I to receive like that? Baumann! attended to Baumann {from the drawing-room). 'pon my word. toilet. first of all I crave a full pardon for appearing before you at such a late hour and in But when one has been such questionable attire. obliged one can have no more pressing business on returning than the pleasure of kissing your hand. Quick.] VON Berkow. You may expect my reappearance as soon as I have made myself presentable.] after him). and this table. Show the guests into the drawing-room I'll do it right away. Hermine {calling powder! [The door-bell rings. Hermine. Baumann. I am! I have been absent for a week on business connected with my estate.450 THE GERMAN CLASSICS How I do my guests look ! Heated and upset {Calling.] Quick. I've everything. to live without seeing you for a whole week. It was my good angel that brought me back. I have just come from the station and as your house is on my way. von Berkow. No doubt! But we hope VON Berkow. I'm thunderstruck.) A carriage has driven up.

While you Permit I'll fly home and be back in a jiffy. ! VON Berkow. seeing you were so '\ do you good. Heuer. he doesn't paint at all. Slander! But what fault have you to find with Count Walheim? VON Berkow. Didn't I tell you to let it me Baumann {from — alone? How Well. VON Berkow. How cruel of you! You do me wrong. longer. except that he pays court to you. wife of the Councillor. Ah. Malicious but true. Then say no more. Here is the seidlitz powder. Luckily not one invitation has been declined. stupid of you — Baumann. Also Baron Marling and his wife. Hermine. with her four daughters. Hermine.TETE-A-TfiTE Heemine. For twenty years Must be wonderfully inspired by now. excited — I hope Madam. None. Hermine {aside to Baumann). Hermine. He only lives here to get inspiration. VON Berkow. Every last one of them a walking encyclopedia. pence but I won't bother you any no doubt. . 451 Only our best friends. with a seidlitz powder and a glass half full of water). Myself. How charming! Hermine. Hermine. You '11 say that to the lady on your left also VON Berkow. And on my right? Hermine. past Hermine {smiling). VON Berkow. ! — — the right. Next your friend Woronzow. a heavy dose of culture. A beautiful woman. she's to your taste? at table. Mrs. it '11 I thought. [Exit to the right. As always you will be the fairest and most tastefully dressed. She sits on your left VON Berkow. the painter. VON Berkow. a portrait. She talks as sparingly as if every word cost her sixbecause her husband is a telegraph-director. Baroness von Marling is a cold beauty. Properly speaking.

VON Berkow (Aloud. for you Hermine. he never will piness outweighs understand you. Not another word.l effervescing! von Berkow. No matter. VON Berkow. He is a strong personality and so he is biased too. mistake of VON Berkow. It's Drink quickly! [Hermine drinks. everything. All in one draught! That'll do you good. Oh. VON Berkow. It doesn't become you at all. Hermine Hermine (tvith a forced laugh). nothing at all. . you can't deceive me. — — ! my fear of your anger. He does not. if you compel me VON Berkow (after putting in the second powder). I must speak My desire for your hapin short. Baron von Berkow! I am his wife and I demand VON Berkow. out of sorts Do. drink the powder. You really must let me perform this little labor of love.452 THE GERMAN CLASSICS (aside).] Do you feel Hermine (cheerfully). I have known Felix ever since our school-days he is a . ! You are not happy. a strong personality and I am his friend. if your happiness is in question. upright fellow. — That's right! better? [Puts away the glass.) There's nothing the matter. No. all. please. it has made everything clear to me. Of course! How anxious you are ! about me. You are excited. he is unjust. Why. — Something's in the wind here. and because he is biased. What a tragic tone. thoroughly good. T forbid you VON Berkow (going on eagerly). Still Hermine. hope Hermine. Baron! VON Berkow (preparing the poivder). Hermine (laughing) Well. More than about my own life Oh. — — You — you have a strong . I see it This powder has played the traitor. Surely you're not feeling unwell? I do — — A Hermine.

But you feel it. long before Felix ever entered your house. Perhaps VON Berkow {quickly changing his tone). It is no use for Herminb. Never VON Berkow. If I have not even yet succeeded in stifling serve your vexation ? ! for the first waltz this evening"? . is presumption for which ! — only my vexation at your VON Berkow. style. Do so. happy mortal! Fatal error! How did this rose get into the vegetable garden"? No. I was resolved to sue for your hand. to command. You are a meant for life in the grand high-spirited woman. you can't deny that he has only offered you the well-tempered warmth of a who loved you should have have deemed study-grate where you expected the glowing. You were born to rule. too. My husband may come at any moment Say no more or I'll tell him everything. And may I beg feelings my my of your engagement was the first thing that met eyes. if you don't feel that I've spoken the truth. Hermine. Go. dangerous When I became conscious once more you were my first thought. flaming rays of passion's sun. he should a favor if you raised him up to you. because conviction — is powerless against the strength of my Hermine.TETE-A-TETE personality. The man it lain at your feet. You knew that I loved you. you know it. illness kept me on a sick bed for weeks. I've just one thing more to say and then condemn me if you can. Listen. ! you to take refuge in a pride it which cannot disarm me. Baron von Berkow! I must not listen to another word. For which you will have to pardon me. What you call pride. Hermine. VON Berkow. when I became convalescent the announcement and overcoming my grief. does that deWon 't you forgive mo even now 1 Hermine. 453 from his. but different gifted. I was ready to lay Then a myself unconditionally at your feet.

Now. I'm only here pro tern. I fancy. The chef wants to ask you about something.) Felix. We'll expect you later. Poor friend! the best Your sympathy's rather poor taste. Madam. VON Berkow. How do you know anything about A sort of diploit? VON Berkow. VON Bekkow. It will serve. Baron von Berkow. Hubert. rather too fond. VON Berkow. — experience Women a little domineering? My wide Will hardly serve here. if you go now. I have come from the station and have only just heard straight from your wife that I'm invited. in evening dress). My dear Madam! [Hermine and Baumann exeunt to the right. Your wife's Felix. there was a little scene here a while ago. It's about the VON Berkow. . and a strong personality. This old Baumann's a delightful old chap! Hermine. I assure you. She's fond of pleasure.] VON Berkow {aside). gooseliver. {Aloud. Women are mysteries. You know her better than I do. eh? Felix. let I gathered it from something old Baumann drop. woman in the world. He's scarcely any use now. All right. evening. Felix. long enough at that school. wasn't there? matic explanation. Excuse me. we don't see much of each other. let Why are you so weak as to let her have her like way? Felix. I must admit. brilliant. beautiful. us say. Felix {entering from the left. VON Berkow. Because it's sincere. lovable. if I play my cards well. take my word for it. Though we're married. I'll win everything. but whoever has got to the bottom of one I studied of these mysteries understands them all.454 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Good Heemine. Baumann {entering from the right). VON Berkow.

Suppose I try Hubert's prescription? Or suppose I make up another for myself? It won't do now. You'll excuse me if I'm a bit late. Good.'] Felix {alone). I do believe. Very high fees. Felix. First she'll cry. VON Berkow {aside as he leaves). be tyrannical. The best thing would be to plead illness and take to my bed but my bed has been taken down and heaven only knows where it is now.^iiMi:sE {entering aside) Half past eight already They . Perhaps I might run away and sleep at a hotel. He has simply no idea Felix. But then we'd have to be alone together for once. Of course not but follow my advice as soon as you can. don't bother hoiu I pity him. then she'll throw her arms around your neck. In such cases our whole dialogue consists in her whispering me to relieve her of a lemonade-glass or to invite some neglected ball? this chaperon to join me in the quadrille.TETE-A-TETE Felix.] There she is. The method's the thing. No. [Hermine appears in the drawing-room. I can't possibly play the tyrant under those conditions. I am to play the host while my feelings are anything but hospitable. My toilet will require much concentration of mind. by for the present. She's really angry with me. VON Bekkow. VON Beekow. {Aside. ! . And VON Berkow. and there isn't the least prospect of that just at present.) Or perhaps around mine. [Exit to the right. next she'll sulk. poor friend. my Damn it all. too. Be harsh. . [Sits down on the sofa to the right. Begin Felix. Stand on your dignity for once. At our first very evening! We'll have little chance for private conversation then. ! . and if that does no good. me with your sympathy. when we may be interrupted by our guests at any moment. that would be cowardly I'll stay. Perhaps you're right. make her life miserable.] 'H. 455 paid school fees enough.

Let's go and receive them. toward the drawing-roo7n. What is it? Felix. As soon as anybody comes. aside. Felix. the gooselivers.] He's vexed with me. Felix. A pause. they've just come. Hurry! Open through the window. Hubert's right. there. I am a arrival. rose in a vegetable garden. It's the Marlings. he helps her to ! put on her cape. He doesn't understand me. Hermine. fire Hermine. but I can't do anything for him. Thanks [They take Felix. At Felix. Baumann Hermine. Right away! [As he is about to go off right. please. All right. They're punctual.] Now somebody's come. Oh! Felix. They jump up. If I did the heat That won't do. It 's tiresome. their previous seats. last! Hermine. Aren't we going into the drawing-room? Hermine. [A short pause during which they watch each other. Felix.456 are all THE GERMAN CLASSICS unpunctual because no one wants to be the first [Sits down on an easy-chair to the left.] Hermine. Hermine. I'm sure. To your post.] [They go {coming toward them from the drawing-room). then the door-hell rings. I'm Then have a made. he glances to the Hermine. Madam Who? The Marlings? ! They 're Baumann. No.] Felix. To be sure! cold.] A carriage! the carriage door! . Hermine. [A short pause. bearable later on. With pleasure [Both rise. Put ! my would be unermine cape around me. Baumann! Baumann. Felix. Hermine ! Hermine. Hermine {disappointed).] waiting like this.

It was the only possible arrangement. [Busies herself at the right end of the table. I wonder if the cards have been put in the proper places. I'm rehearsing our evening's conversation at table. (Continuing rapidly.] I suppose you attend a good many receptions. Hermine.) Do you often go to the theatre. What are you talking that way for? Felix. Where do I sit. on my left Count Walheim's aunt I'm charmed with the way you've provided for me. Hermine. it's inspired. just where you're standing. [Sitting down at the table and pre- tending he is speaking to a lady beside him. Felix. His high C is not merely high. Hermine. Hermine anyway? There. Madam? Will you take white wine or red? Hermine. Hermine. Hermine. Only by way of precaution. it was all mine.) Dreadful! [Sitting here for some time. Of course. You say the pleasure was all yours no. I often see you in the lobby and I had that of course ! . (Looking at the cards. They say . (sitting down again). On my ! right Mother Heuer. A poor attempt. Hermine. I'm trying to start a conversation.) Hermine. Felix. Indeed ! down Hubert won't be nice weather today. I must provide for my guests first of all. You like the new tenor? . I'm sure of it. Isn't that tiresome? also. Madam? Don't you? Why. Why. Felix. I've no idea. though rather raw. Felix. As far as possible from you. It was very Felix.TETE-A-TETE Baumann. what are you doing there? Felix. pleasure at the last concert. You ought to help me. Felix. What could we talk about now? Indeed.] Heemine Felix. (rising and going to the table). It 457 ! drove on ! I just can't wait [Exit to the right.] Felix (going to the left end of the table).

And you only realize it after we've been four months married. What Who came? left his curling irons The hairdresser. Don't interrupt us Yes. Your rehearsal wasn't bad at all. Did you ever take pains to entertain me? make you happy. after I had made up my mind I only took pains to to pass my ! life with you.'] Felix (aside). Just now there. May I help you to another slice of head? Hermine. happiness to me means a great deal more. who's a rich silk-importer. No Hermine. [A ring. . of ennui. You were mistaken. just above the horizon.] Hermine. Lottie. but Fate I'd my wills calf's it otherwise. Do you like Baden-Baden? Hermine (laughing). at best good enough to help you bear a few stop-gap. Hush! Didn't you hear anything? I thought the door-bell rang. Felix. Hermine. I'm happy Felix. Madam. What is it? a pity? [Lottie enters from the right. He has a brother in Manchester. millions. Felix. Felix. Felix (rising). Hermine. I'm more exacting than that. sits much rather be talking to her than to you. He here a while ago. I'd never have thought you could be so delightfully malicious. away down — wife. moments Hermine.] Hermine.458 THE GERMAN CLASSICS he belongs to a very good family. But there's a ring now. Felix. His sister is married to a contractor whom I met at Baden-Baden. just a minute before the arrival And even this time I'm merely the of our guests. [Takes off her cape and goes toward the drawingroom. You're very funny. I could not prevail upon myself to trifle with you. they say. when I have a good time.

and I must grin and bear it. . my good Ladyship the ferent to me. I have cigars and mustn't smoke. They come. my worthy home .] And you. home. you're if right and your perfectly indif- [Rising as about to propose a toast.] [Hermine goes to the windoiv and drums softly on the panes.TETE-A-TETE Hermine. who are not even my clients. Heaven only knows what's become of my easy-chair! I'm choking with rage and I've got to look pleasant! And for whose sake have I to put up with all this 1 For Felix. eat their fill. My writing-desk 's in the attic. one and all. just : Fareyewell! " Your malice is irresistible. my books in the linen cupboard. chat. I'm in my own house Felix. I raise my glass and cry guests. What are ing to you doing. Hermine {laughing) But all in vain. then! {Aside. and would like to have a nice comfortable evening. at '' Aunt on Madam Heuer on my my left. how very different things might be! How chat and — easily we could sit here together — tete-a-tete — and . they Felix. Your conduct's inexcusable.] Hermine.) How annoyhave to wait so. But the grin will be really a sugar-coated dynamite bomb. Hermine. [Drinks. for whom I don't care a rap. Felix? I'm thirsty. A lovely state of affairs. 459 Get them for him. Everything's been taken out of my study and it's been turned into a wardrobe. [Lottie exits to the left. make yourselves quite for I should be heartily glad if you were at Bearing that in mind. but I've got to sit here in my dress clothes and be bored.] Hermine {turning round and perceiving him). people not one of whom interests me in the least. I have a wife and am not permitted to have her to myself. dance . I have wine and mustn't drink. Yes. Felix sits down at the table again and pours himself a glass of wine from a decanter.

May I light up? Hermine. They daren't noise. invitations and ballroom and long table. would lend an ear to our good spirits. reading. behold they Don't you hear"? are there too. tract one's thoughts.460 THE GERMAN CLASSICS And yawn. Nothing yet. Not on any account! Felix. {sitting down on an arm-chair). You 're sitting in an Will you be so easy-chair at some distance from me. ! Lares and Penates. There's still too much Felix. Felix. Felix. I'm imagining it. Of course I don't mean as it is now. But after all one must have something to dis- Hekmine. we should concentrate our thoughts. First of all . a surprise for my birthday. Felix. we should be glad it lingered. Hermine. but wherever two people are alone together. Hermine. Hermine. With a bang I close a thick book which I've been is. we shouldn't try to pass it away. But you will hear them. kind? Hermine Felix. We are in my study. it's not snowing at all. enter a ballroom. I'm sitting here. I'm sitting in my easy-chair {sits down in an armchair) and smoking a cigar. You put down your needlework which course. And all of a sudden the hocus-pocus disappears. They are here already. Hermine {looking out). dance music ringing in your ears. Then we '11 imagine that too. Well then. Is that all? of we say how glad we are to be sitting in this snug room when there is such a frightful blizzard. Hermine. On the contrary. whispering of the charm and happiness of family life. whole evening tete-a-tete. to the timid We They are frightened away by but silence gives them confidence. Why. I can't imagine what we could do to pass away the time. Let's imagine it under normal conditions. A Felix. Why. two people who love each other.

Luckily you were no artist. I But I was painting your portrait in secret. Nearer again? your fear with a kiss. That'll give the proper atmosphere. As you please. and I used to are. Hermine. which I merely worshipped from a distance. That you'd told your mother I was a wretched dancer. Felix. I soon realized that it was really your heart that inter- ested me. 4:61 That makes no difference. Hermine. Felix. So far your idea pleases me very Felix. when you still seemed to me only an unattainable ideal. Felix. We'll just suppose it is. either. see. .] well. We lay your hand in mine. ! I banish [Kisses her. more afraid and draw nearer. Hermine. Can't we imagine that.^ The wind whistles and howls and we hear a broken pane from the second You feel still story rattling down on the pavement. you were terribly bashful. My lamp casts its cosy glow on your dear face.T^TE-A-TETE Felix. And since then you 've given up painting altogether. and I find you charmThe snowstorm rages ing in your simple wrapper. Hermine. I must give it to you. And you hadn't an interesting head. [Hekmtne moves her chair nearer. Then I found out — And I bribed old Baumann to spy Hermine. however. you feel afraid and draw nearer. Felix. [Hermine does so. Certainly not Hermine. laugh at you. too? Felix. Hermine.] let the past drift before our eyes and dream of the You future. What ? Felix. Felix. We confess all kinds of little secrets from the time when our love was just waking. when we — Hermine {quickly). I'd rather keep to the past. ever more fiercely. There we upon you. You persuaded myself at first that it was only your interesting head which appealed to me as an artist. Yes.

Hermine. young ladyship right away. I'm all out of practice. It is a great pity that I never have any time. Yes. No. portrait of you with a few strokes. it's not a good likeness." said old a cold in the head. Heemine. I only felt your pulse which was quite unnecessary. and delivered a lecture on colds in the head and their deeper sig- Heemine. You may draw my picture in that. I wrote a very different prescription in secret. further to the right again! Now a bit the left! That's right! Look pleasant. Felix. Is that meant for me I I think it looks more like the Old Bogy in the nursery if tales. I can paint still. Felix {taking the book and looking).] to ! please Felix. Thereupon you wrote me a prescription which I kept as if it had been a love letter.462 THE GERMAN CLASSICS I'll bet I could draw a Oh. I'll confess. Heemine {drawing). only you '11 let me. I know. a striking resemblance. Felix. nificance. " Her ladyship has need to be told twice. Felix. I only did it to have a chance to see you. Heemine {beginning Turn your head more to draw). Heemine. no. but you mustn't be too frightened. which would bear Heemine. I didn't But instead six times. But you must keep Felix. Well. You '11 have to pretend to be ill again some day as you did before. You'll see. Oh. Heemine. of declaring my love." Baumann. just watch. Because you've too much time. Felix {taking out his note-book). I don't believe it. [Arranges his head. It was a fearful mixture. Even happy. Why don't I ever have any time? Felix. " You must come to her Felix. . Now. Heemine {with a sigh). Here's my note-book. Stock-still ! still.

Felix. and an unspeakable rest. Why didn't you show them to me? as that I never sank. You can't expect that of them after inviting them yourself. First I simply " fair " sweet maid " styled you creature. Hermine. (laughing). That rhymed with " I 'd fain desire to — ' ' ' ' ' ' repent. It's really inconsiderate of our guests not to let ! us alone.] Hermine.} Baumann. The door-hell rings. Felix. who is it? the right. [Baumann enters from Well. I did. * ' It was charming. these constant interruptions! Felix. heart-rending. Hermine.TETE-A-TfiTE Heemine. weep haunted me even in my sleep. I must give you a kiss for that. why do they come so late! They might « as well stay away now. But they were touching. Felix." and once when you didn't give me any favor at the cotillion Hermine (frankly). Nobody. fortunately. Felix. Who was it? Out with it." but later or even " goddess of my songs. but verses. Oh. I went out on the street to see if there wasn't a carriage coming yet. Then black melancholy seized me and I called you daemonic serpent. My heart did always As low sorely smart. Hermine Felix. (to Felix Baumann). There wasn't a single one left. and there was in my breast no trace of Thou wast alone the subject of my thought. But just listen to the invocations. I'm almost afraid to tell. Felix. you poor fellow. Felix. No. Accepted [A kiss. 463 Not poison. Baumann. Who . Besides. of course in vain for peace I sought. Daemonic serpent ! ' ' Thus speaks true jeal- ousy alone. They jump up. Oh. Hermine. rang the bell then? Baumann. surely. Hermine. Then the door slammed behind me and I was locked out.

He friend. Hermine. Perhaps. at any rate. Right away. don't let a soul in! Hermine. a lady who happened to be was already married. Hermine. Hubert had a little affair of honor. But Hubert's your Hermine. There had long been a rumor in society that he was paying assiduous attention to a certain lady.'] Hermine. You it. isn't he? has reason to be grateful to me. should I? Please tell me it ! Baron just before our engagement. a duel was the result and Baron Hubert was seriously wounded. did? You didn't ever tell Why Hermine. Yes. Felix. about Felix. Why? me anything Hermine. Felix ! — We've already Felix. Bar the door over your dead body I'll defend myself against bridge! ! ! Raise the draw- my guests to the last drop of my blood. the hypocrite Felix. The doctors had already given him up. That's all. think the people are false friends? tonight Felix. . Felix. Well. [Exit to the right. Yes.) Oh. Baumann! Baumann. Baumann. Go on! Go on! Felix. Felix. See that they pass only Felix.464 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Who ever heard of such a thing! Take care that we're not disturbed for nothing again. Not true friends. sir. my very best to save him. Of course you're joking. What is it? Do you really who are coming Hermine. I was an old schoolmate of his and did I succeeded. Married! (Aside. Grateful to you? I saved his life once. the injured husband heard of these attentions. we 're enjoying ourselves awfully! Go now. One fine day. been enjoying the prospect so long Hermine (angrily). ! Hermine.

Felix. Is that the sort of man one tries to please? (Aloud. why didn't you open my eyes before? Could I believe in the joys of a world I had never seen. keeping Hermine. In this world which is small.] . weren't here at all. You silly. shall friends ! who cross our threshold tonight for the first time and the last. flee from everybody. far. I Felix. What's the matter? — — — I've deserved this lesson. There was so much I still wanted to say to you. those people are agreeable only by calculation. of that profound. Just let them come. the dreadful snowstorm people away. Hermine? Are not these four walls protection enough? Let us live here for one another and for our true That selfish and insincere crowd. Let us Felix. Felix. who understand friendliness but not friendship.— oh. it's not snowing at all. whose attentions are prompted by vanity. Felix (tenderly).) is Perhaps. I Felix. anyway? Do you Felix. Felix. affectation but not affection. far away! Do we need to flee further than our own home. yet greater than the great Teach me the marvels world.TETE-A-TETE Hermine 465 And he. XVn — 30 to the table and rearranges some of the cards. If only it would snow ! really mean that? Hermine. I love you. Hermine. Let me be your pupil. Hermine. If we will act as if they you think Hermine (with sudden passion). then? (aside). my wife! Hermine. Felix (gaily). fie! Was I blind. and what do we care for those strangers. Hermine (throwing herself on his breast). Hermine. Why. I can't deny you're right there. Felix. For the watch ! first time and the last ! And now just [Goes Vol. quiet happiness that outweighs a thousandfold the noisy intoxication of pleasure.

be ten o'clock in five minutes. Yes. Felix (looking at the clock). Hermine (producing a little card). might also get We up a little A sort of general panic. they'll leave early. Splendid. thou art quite cured. be promptly attended we'll set the clocks to. then I Hermine (triumphantly). For which ones? Felix (looking). We two belong together. he goes up to the table. It shall insist. they'll all be bored. thou hast sore sickness endured But now. Just look! Felix. I'm cured for good. [Observing Hermine. Felix. And here's my program. thank God. I I want to vex them all. It'll Hermine. Felix. Hermine. You must pay court to me. even at our betrothal wasn't so happy. And yet they say there The first time we've been alone toin four months is the evening of our first great gether ball. must versify again Fair creature. Be kind enough to put yourself down for some dances at once. insist on that. Hermine. I'm not sitting between the two relics of the good old days any longer. Beside you! What will people say? Hermine. For as many as possible. No ! Felix. That's what I say. Felix. Whatever they please. And two hours fast so that conflagration. Do you know what time it is? Hermine. Felix. Where. Felix. I Whatever you say! : I hate them I all! Hermine. too. Hermine. Yes. Hermine. If you Hermine. too. Here! are no miracles. Impossible! And our guests — . Hermine.] what are you doing there? Why. Felix (ivriting on the programme).466 THE GERMAN CLASSICS (in the Felix foreground aside).

Well. And all my feet off for a week.TETE-A-TETE Felix. That's delightful! It's no Baumann.'] Lottie {from the drawing-room). wonder nobody declined. And here they stick Oh. Madam! Hermine. didn't you? Lottie. I gave you the invitations the other day? You posted them. too? Hekmine. No. Our guests are in old Bau- mann 's pocket! {Opening one of the letters and read"Dr. too BAVMAi^i-N {taken aback). them in and — This was the pocket Felix {feeling in still. Felix. ing): I suppose it's the same thing in the other letters — Victory! We're saved. ? Yes. 467 Let him explain who can. And . it's simply extraordinary.) Of course I posted them. Surely she hasn't — [Rings. Conld Heaven for once have worked a miracle in favor of a mere husband? I wrote all the Experience says no. I morning? must {Remembering. ? You did I must have posted them. I've been running the nice things to eat. Yes. sir! I've seen to every- Felix. Baumann! Baumann {from thing. — Baumann Last Wednesday {repeating mechanically). Did you post them yourself. Hermine." etc. I gave them to Lottie. Why. Hermine. and Mrs.] Felix {drawing a number of little letters. the right). I gave them to you last Wednesday morning. The invitations. what a fool I am? [Drops to the sofa. — — I I stuck had the same coat on as today. Felix {opens the door to the right and calls). I gave them to Baumann. Volkart have the honor. invitations with my own hand. all the same size from Baumann 's pocket). The invitations ? I don't know Lottie. because he happened to be going out just then. Baumann 's pocket).

You've prepared for me the most pleasing disappointment of my whole life. . that thought made me happy beyond all bounds. but I'm no — patent of nobility at the very least. matter. Baumann. Felix. you old brick! It's not a hanging sofa). as if dazed. in my happiness I must have forgotten Hermine. on the Cheer up. Lottie. we ourselves are in evening dress. He is still hoping. Baumann. Madam. And give me the other.468 Felix. Hermine. who is still lying. send me away. run to the kitchen. I'd certainly give you a had the honor and pleasarms. Oh. Forgiven! If I were a prince. Some one's just come. Madam. Without being invited? But tomorrow I'll spread the report that Dr. quick ever can still be saved. hear what the good Lares and Penates whisper? Hermine. [The door-hell Baumann {jumping up). Felix. Baumann {contritely). and the fun will be fast and furious. Now do you Felix. THE GERMAN CLASSICS ! We'll eat them all ourselves. ! .m. The thought that our little baroness has now become a lady. Sir. [Exit Lottie to the right. — And now Hermine. But if guests were to come after all Of course they won't! Felix. rings. Give me your hand. Hermine.] There's faith for you.] [Exit quickly to the right. It's all I deserve.'] Felix {to Baumann. Very well Baumann {returning) The pianist has come. the rooms illumi- nated for the festivities. and Mrs. — — party Now we'll celebrate the occasion of our first tete-a-tete. That's not the way to put it at all. a lady who gives great balls. You're forgiven already. It's true I ure of carrying you in my more good. Volkart will receive this winter only from 5 to 6 a. And we'll have an excellent supper. The table 's set. Save whatHermine. and in my joy.

! ! \_Exit via the drawing-room.] Baumann {comes window). [Folds his arms on the sofa. You have already put yourself down for it.] . ring till [A louder ring. But my master and mistress want to be alone.] I know his carriage. window. As the ivaltz continues and the bell is again rung sits and violently. sir ! \Waltz is played behind the scenes. Felix and Hermine are seen dancing in the drawing-room.'] Your arm Hermine. then the door- bell rings.TETE-A-TETE Felix. 469 Then just tell him to sit down at the grand-piano in the ballroom and play a waltz.'] I ask for the first waltz ? Madam. out of the drawing-room and goes to the Who's that ringing now? It's Baron von Berkow. The stage is The music continues. For life Felix. he shuts the you're tired! I've no inten- tion of answering. the curtain falls. [Exit Baumann via the draiving-room with a stately how. Yes. deserted for a moment. may Hermine {showing her programs).

oh Master of Palmyra. Charles Wharton Stork. enraptured. Joy for you takes form. with high creative gladness. long. Life for you is one with doing. Daily with unsated pleasure You would quaff and quaff again. You. Since with inner glory bright Your great eyes beheld. " to seek the aid of Death. ." later alluded to compelled Translator: t * in the poem. and sadness Even to a song is made. when youths around you Moan their mortal destiny Nature ever yet has found you Reconciled to her decree. XVI of this series. — — ^. Vol.! You whose strength is ever young. [470] . Earth. Calm you smile.TO ADOLF WILBRANDT ON HIS SEVENTIETH ANNIVERSARY * ET. One with battle and with song. Cf. That no drop of all her treasure Might have flowed for you in vain. Though your day were centuries Rest you never yet have captured. . and loved her at first sight.. Need no Care-Releaser's aid. In Wilbrandt's most famous play. the Care-Releaser.. The Master of Palmyra. In the front you'd still be hewing. the hero is In the end he ia miraculously endowed with eternal life and strength. sig^ On your never-weary lyre a Laurel crown today be hung.



to drink your words of cheer. as at eve reechoes to the ear The silver message of the matins bell. . And on deathless deeds relying Makes each passing moment great. . Take instead your friends' oblation. You who ne'er have sought for praise. no festal jubilation If Visits you with din and blaze. Constant to yourself as ever Go with us yet many a year You to rouse our best endeavor. Though the restless hours be flying. * Morike was a pastor-poet. : Cf. far-sought treasure? of your parish You are king by God's good pleasure.FULDA: POEMS Well you know a man must think not That his tenure is for aye. But must play his part and shrink not 471 As he nears the settling-day. He by action frames his fate. Vol. the need for Where 's you to cherish Of your house and Far-brought beauty. EPISTLE Still in TO PAUL HEYSE t my heart the tone of your farewell Sounds. We TO EDUARD MORIKE * f Theough your quiet-souled attendance Upon verse and your vocation Runs a holy self-dependence And a smiling resignation. t Translator Charles Wharton Stork. VII of this series.

As in a cup. You felt. with whose golden chime. Stammered. how frank and free soul responded to what yours had given. join them to your band . as hand pressed hand. and stood before you helplessly.- Then afterward. who know yon orange bowers By actual vision. Half blinded by the glow of that new heaven. Knowing the worth that hour had held for me. skill I And in my doubt and lack of sought The terza rima. in For thousands who dreams alone may drift with the current to the land of flowers Your guiding soul to purer joy doth lift.472 THE GERMAN CLASSICS And though I answered you with voice unclear. sweet music you had caught . A cup wherein to this our grudging time . I stood a long time staring into space. Down And thousands more. You offered vintage of a nobler day Ripened by sunny memory sublime A cup which you beside the purple bay to Wreathed with From South North Italian roses as a gift to deck their bridal gay. . A longing that in words more fitly wrought my gratitude to trace. Amazed with joy and awed with rapturous fear. Your Muse their eager fancy richly dowers. when you from me were Until there came a voice that I should attempt waxed apace. My riven.

ever new. Vain strife ! till one more happy and more wise. and with valor strong The Teuton bled to gain the victor's prize In cruel wars that raged for centuries long. Von the trophy bright. Yet none the less that famous land he won By God's good-favor and his own good might. Fresh flowers bedecked the tomb of many a sage. and straight the time of doubt was done. like the urge of Spring pervading all. There grew the laurel. Revived the wonders of the golden age.— The King of German Art with poet eyes. Which broke. Legends that slumbered in some moldering page. A peaceful hero. He came and saw and Then. like the sun His mild brave look shone through the misty pall. . 473 Who And pays his debt with deeds of heart and hand. You mirrored in your verse that heaven's blue. love of classic beauty evermore Dwells in the harmony of German song The And thrills each German bosom to the core. He did not urge barbarian hordes to fight.FULDA: POEMS You early felt the magic of that land And gave your tribute as a vassal true. And buried gods responded to the call. heard upon Sorrento's shore yourself The call of Mignon's longing. Roused to new action by that glowing flood. conquered.

." their wisdom said. for the pedant's trade. his fair daughter sweet. passing poor in soul. . *' Where he had called up Beauty from the dead. pity them they bottled Art up whole ! — — In Master Manikin's hermetic flask. too truly great to keep such good For his own victor brow as garland meet.474 THE GERMAN CLASSICS All this. As if old Romulus had intended Rome To be a show-place weighed. And everything was measured. counted. unapt to reverence. He went his way at last. Laying the splendid offering then led that child of classic face. In Goethe 's track there came a pilgrim shoal Of students in an annual parade. and evil heirs Came in. at their feet. He gave He his people as none other could. Palatine to Quirinal there swells An undiminished wave of living foam. Iphigenia. They found mid heaps of dust a weary task Yon statue's but a stone. Rich in state bounty. A temple deftly wrought of pillared grace. home There he devised and built a holy place In which to serve his gods with fitting prayers. That from the Capitol From to Peter's dome. And God that no breath of life might stir the mask. apt instead To waste the mighty treasure unawares.

unsavory ' ' clique.FULDA: POEMS They do not dream within their musty cells But bringing home dry books. And only met the servile and the base. ' ' a disgrace. Italian Thinking the name The tourist shunned the native everywhere. — Until at last their minds were a confection Of busts and pictures ranged in disarray. found her folk unworthy of their race. Pouring through every church and art collection. pale and thick. Tortured their weary souls with futile strife. they come unwet From yon refreshing Heliconian wells. . But assuage their disappointment they Painted with many a shrewd and knavish trick All modern Italy a lifeless gray. A very villainous. for academic misdeeds rife. He who in thirty days. A tangled skein of names without connection. on duty bent. And going back no wiser than before. to They And called her art a varnish. 475 Such did that wondrous land become (which yet Might be a school for all the arts of life) Naught else now but a curio-cabinet — ! A throng. Saw every church and picture that was there So they deceived themselves with vain ! intent. He knew the people by some instinct rare. . Heard not the gods laugh and the Muse lament.

And bards by whom the Muses once could sing. But 'twas the soul of human purity In Arrabiata and Annina spoke. the market-place with poet zest. On your receptive heart was imaged clear The marble altar. To drink of wisdom at Rome's titan breast. How seldom are we what we seem to be. Not that at. But you have early won your poet bays By conquest for humanity. And men must join in yielding you the praise. There before church and palace hovering Flitted madonna forms to Raphael dear. — With bookish choke-damp you were not distressed. modest and full of lore. Of inward harmony and faith austere. You did not win so much and yet won more. You gazed across your parchment to behold The streets. no less. We others who 'mid labyrinthine ways Deny our better selves continually. still with glory bright.476 THE GERMAN CLASSICS But then came you. and the vital spring Of Beauty bathed the landscape as of old. . light. There 'mid the flowers and sunlight was unrolled The primal picture. For only at her bidding would you write. home your genius never woke. And when the goal before you gleamed with The power of Nature you could well invoke.

with Though to be sure this For gratitude and learning wisdom girt. warm Which I e 'en in my young mind took lasting form. the Fatherland to bless. For bravely fighting you have led us all Where Nature bides in tranquil steadfastness. with empty pride full-blown. There unto those whose willing hearts were You showed a life to noble purpose true. both far and near to you far in my poor undesert.FULDA: POEMS 477 A hero you. They tear the crown from every worthy head For so they think to serve the cause of Art — — And This insolently crown themselves instead. Will strike the best-won reputation dead. And after. in the lofty temple hall Of him whose wealth you guarded safe from harm You hung your pious offering on the wall. felt somehow You were my chosen guide. — The scholar now. They sit enthroned in desert vacancy Whence all true wonder has been rooted out. . Believing in themselves with all their heart. . modem age has grown too inert. And mar the master's fame to mend his own. mob in every tumult plays its part all . And other gods they doubt. though forsooth They run to each new idol with the rout. Surpassing But nearer as my love for knowledge grew.

When nerveless and despairing sank my will. When the goal seemed too distant from my clutch. Courage you gave. It was a parting. and I stayed. . Therefore I thought of you. You would sustain me with a single touch And send me on my way with strong intent. The man who dedicates himself is free. but no separation For no mere stretch of space can break That holds two men with willing the bond obligation. Thus. till fables became true Which to my childhood told of high renown. You I And when I doubted of my slender skill. . Of let me stay beside you.478 THE GEKMAN CLASSICS But it appeared a worthier course to me To bend both head and heart before my guide. drew from out your treasure to my fill. While with my little you appeared well paid. traveler's vocation. and courage is so much ! And when I felt I took my staff once more and went To follow out my — how deeply! — what the parting meant. I had made My stand by you and trusted there to bide. as late mine eye Beheld for the first time the sacred town And palace-bordered Arno gliding by. even ere the alternating tide life had brought me near you. For then that medieval world looked down And spoke to me.

was a providence which then befell. The first great masters of the poet race Prepared a path with sunshine ever fair. The world sees only deeds You test the will. if it be free from blame. Lust and Gain. Who in his heart can cherish not the fire Which from that beacon streams in living Let him not touch the chisel or the lyre. Poured rays of sunlight through the I half divined the wondrous living crowd with the old enchantment charmed anew. it me . So. a flash of genius came I know not yet. with whose undiminished grace Your genius had our modern world endowed. And brought back to serve my country 's needs. I humbly made a vow had should. who With song and praise had led to Beauty 's well. That on the threshold you should meet me. that no poor strain like Of song I Be tuned It to serve the idols a jester's bell. Trust thy true self. If e'er to flame. and have no other care. when life grew dark with cloud. . — — rifts of blue Of visions.FULDA: POEMS And 479 A magic that. High on whose summit through the glowing : — air Shines the commandment Follow thy desire. And the Muse led you to your destined place. when Which in I carried back the garnered seeds the south had ripened into grain.

and still with shamefast pride I thank the day which then for me did break. Circling above me And though my I hold glittering ray. For he who knows not how to laugh. And still a deep desire my soul doth lift. Charles Wharton Stork. and that you then should speak The one word friend which raised me close to you. HUMOR * God Humor is a sturdy sprite. . clouds in sunlight vanish. He is forsooth a man of chaff. To him my faith I proffer And though the world go far from right. with head erect and go my way. feeble strength be sorely tried. But drown himself tomorrow. star is For a bright now my its earthly guide. — Let him not nurse his sorrow. full many a day and week Have drifted by. * ' 'twas my happy fate that firmer ' ' Full many an hou. If I've the rascal on my back. My comfort 's not far from me For with his beaming smile of mirth He As Translator: The contradictions of the earth well knows how to banish. And though it thunders. . I'll leave him for no scoffer. and the rack thick Of clouds be and gloomy.:*.480 THE GERMAN CLASSICS And grew The earlier bond. . That by the end of this my mortal day my I may be worthy of your princely gift.

the prince's braid Are naught but merry masquerade He laughs till tears come dancing At all such petty prancing. .FULDA: POEMS And where a dandy. cringing sly. The beggar's rags. Who And Vol. And all the men as masks there. — it. 481 Some great man's train would follow. He offers spectacles to all And each who boldly asks there He sees the world as carnival. God Humor is a sturdy sprite. — 31 . as sure as fate A cap and bells on every pate. . Or where a pack of fools go by With heads as proud as hollow. I wish him at the devil. XVII he freely laughs has all of who takes it evil. For he 's an unseen agent In every earthly pageant. So why should we refuse him? Who lightly smiles. has hope of wit.— God Humor sets. And why should men abuse him? His mischief helps the world go right.

1874. '^ " came to mean the best art technique for naturalistic In this new phase literature was in a representation. This scientific revaluation and the social upheaval that came with it. of a pronounced aristocratic temper. sentment of life known as " Naturalism. a poet-nobleman with an aversion to close contact with work and practical action.HUGO VON HOFMANNSTHAL By Philipp Assistant Professor of Seiberth. he has stood wholly apart quite recently from the leading movement in modern Euro- pean literature." Eealistic prewas demanded by an age in which scientific facts threatened to discredit every other view of things.M. But poetic and purely artistic [482] . Hugo von Hofmannsthal. took possession of literature for their own ends. and found its justification in the needs of life. occupies a unique ^ Until position in the literature of this age. Literature proved a very effective means to these practical ends. Meanwhile poetry as the presentment and interpretaunder the form of beauty was falling into Hofmannsthal 's manner of writing appears in neglect. born February 1. Washington University HE Viennese poet. A. Thus the drama and the novel were enlisted in a movement aiming at a telling exposition of actual conditions and problems rather than at artistic representation. literal sense the result of life. With a close reproduction of reality for its object. He is a man of leisure and wealth. at a time when his type is felt to be a decided ally threatened with extinction. tion of things part as a reaction against this high tide of ultra-realism. German. anachronism and is virtu- his love of what is makes him the most specifically conspicuous adherent of classical and romantic tradition The affinity most uniting him with romantiof our time.

Since this sad humor is really the dominant note in his disposition. melancholy " Godis not the ghastly thing of horror and gloom. Romanticist he is also by his aloofness from real life. amounting to nervous self-seclusion. but as an all-pervasive. and upon that score disappointments are many. in with all *' we do. weak and enervating. since is life Esthetic enjoyment. His earlier verse is overcast with a haunting melancholy which admits of no humor nor of any healthy view of things. The question of moment. and whose hand is ever at his lips bidding adieu Joy ay.HUGO VON HOFMANNSTHAL 483 cism is his sensitiveness to every impression of beauty. in the very temple of Delight veiled Melancholy has her sovThis melancholy has a psychological value ereign shrine. the pessimistic mood is is intel- enough. is rarely complete and the nervous analyst of experience must arrive at discouraging conclusions. which is certainly one of the specific qualities of the romantic temper. but a dess that dwells with Beauty Beauty that must die. a brief analysis of it must be attempted. moreover. is the poet's personality and outlook upon life. " It is — — ' ' . Hofmannsthal 's melancholy at bottom the consciousness of the discrepancy between the real world and the poet's vision of a world of perfection and beauty. ever-present state of feeling it seems an unfortunate habit of mind. The superlative of skepticism is reached when Hofmannsthal declares that '' no direct way leads from poetry into life. mannsthal is a serious and reflective poet. He contemplates life under the aspect of beauty mainly. for whom a life of esthetic sensations is the be-all and end-all. and the interpreter's hardest Hoftask. nor from life In his dramatic scenes which are crystalinto poetry. He is under a heavy and persistent sense of the futilities of existence. In view of the uncertainty of ligible life. largely without beauty. of great poetical power and not without intellectual meaning." lizations of the poet's own inner experience he wears quite habitually the inky cloak of the mixed great melancholy that is hardly necessary to say that in the poet of psychological impressionism.

philosophical impressions. as the detractors of these poets are pleased to stigmatize it. Formal beauty cannot be dissociated from the content or substance of the art-work. entirely without firm cognitive foundations for a rational interpretation of experience. surprising in one hitherto so utterly devoid of it. many of his productions singularly interesting as makes human documents. While it is true that poets are not philosophers and should not seek in an emotional and amateurish way to encroach upon the domain of clear thinking. Form is indeed never anything purely external. and that implies that he is a master of form. Hofmannsthal has expressed this convincingly and simply "I believe. in all genuine art they are one. it is imperative that they cleanse their reflection into sound wisdom. or rather enough in one of his finished essays I hope. didactic or philosophical poet. The content of Hofmannsthal's art consisting essentially in subtle reflections and impressions of a very selfconscious poet. and as regards pure form Hofmannsthal and Stefan George are today unrivaled. good material for the psychologist of the poetic mind. As a thinker Hofmannsthal is not in any definite sense a It is therefore pleasing to observe in The true poet is temperaand impatient of close. that he is preeminently an artist.and truth by severe mental discipline. It may be said of Hofmannsthal.484 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Hofmannsthal's recent comedies a strain of excellent humor. Schiller and Goethe are the illustrious examples to be followed by all poets who wish to achieve greatness in this way. It seems that the maturing intellect has again proved its sanative power. Hofmannsthal's habit of and analyzing inner experience. in a purely philosophizing subjective manner and with sincere introspection. Nor is their astonishing facility and elegance a mere virtuosity of words. with a large capacity for the esthetic valu: ' ' ' ' ' ' . after all. systematic thinkmentally incapable We get from Hofmannsthal something like scattered ing. that we have at last got beyond seeking to make a distinction between inward and outward in art or in life.



It is difficult to say and perhaps useless to speculate as to whether Hofmannsthal lacks the gift of invention and construction for larger and The comedies at least specifically dramatic productions. The form seems to be natural and adequate for the substance of which these playTheir reflective cast and lyricism. The poetical compositions of Hofmannsthal admit of a clear division into two groups. for the magic of the thing conceivable word is the beginning and end of the poet's art. An artistic web of words is to Hofmannsthal the most perfect and rightly so. reserved. They are a variation of the Hofmannsspecies Seelendrama (" Drama of the soul "). translaThe body tions and poetical reproductions of old plays. with the usual absence of action. aristocratic sphere. In the first are his original pieces. Usually a long soliloquy is the heart of the scene. They are the imponderabilia which are spoiled by clear definition. which has fallen under the censure of some critics. are not plays for the stage they are short dramatic pieces scenes of a very lyrical character. notably of the adjective. has for its necessary and close correlative a refined His avowed cult of the word. of his lyrical verse is rather small.HUGO VON HOFMANNSTHAL 485 ation of life in the highly-cultivated. is the very quintessence of his verse. everything else is in the dramatic form. poems and dramatic scenes in the second. together lets are made. there are a few short The stories. pensive melancholy and artistic finesse which are the essence of Hofmannsthal 's art. severe strain of suspense or psycholog-ical trial. . . dreamlike unreality. vibrating with nervous cerebration and emotion and under a strong sense of fate. — . seem to be good acting plays. by their concentration and intimacy. appear to stand to the drama of the normal length in the same relation as the short story stands to the novel. His poetic one-act plays and scenes. It is extremely hard to bring into clear feature the elusive symbolism. thal creates situations in which the characters are under aristocratic form. remove them from the categories under which the drama is usually discussed in dramatic theory and criticism.

romanticism is reactionary and Howhostile to a healthy absorption in the present life. the Italian Renaissance. unrestrained enjoyment of life. The setting is in the Italian Renaissance. scene which endears itself by the sincerity of unforgettable its enthusiasm. tion and criminality. while his disciples are assembled on the terrace of the garden overlooking Venice and conIt is an versing together on the great Venetian's art. An implicit disdain is thereby shed upon the present. and its romantic revival is far more justified than the glorification of the Middle Ages in German romanticism. Yesterday same maturity of artistic finish and psychoHofmannslogical discernment as in any of the later ones. Fundamentally. The death of the wealthy and over-refined aristocrat is the theme of the scene. It is scarcely unjust to recognize a trait of weak sentimentalism in the romanticist's eagerness to invest the past with an excess of radiant beauty which in the light of modern knowledge does not belong to it. Hofmannsthal's favorite milieu. Death and the Fool (1900) is a modern morality-play. In Yesterday a young nobleman is cured of the crotchet of believing that the present moment alone has reality and that yesterday is dead.486 THE GERMAN CLASSICS is One astonished to find in his first work. When Everyman . is entitled to a large portion of admiration. He learns to understand the power of the past by the discovery of his wife's unfaithfulness. Hofmannsthal really enriches us by taking from this period what has lasting value and fascination. The dying master a glowing panegyric of is within the house at work upon his last canvas. thal's beginning was quite precocious and there is not much (1891). After the fashion of a true romanticist he looks wistfully back upon this period of great artists and of reckless. notwithstanding its corrupever. that most remarkable dramatic crystallization of the medieval view of life and death. a situation recalling the medieval Everyman. The Death Renaissance of Titian (1892) is art. couched in language of the highest beauty. the evidence of change or growth.

It is not altogether convincing. the mother. him sadly in the lurch Good Deeds alone accompanies him into An austere memento mori speaks from this epieternity. This vision of the meaning of life frees his dead heart and he dies relieved of the curse. appear. What do I know of life I seem to have lived it. resembling in many a confession of a lost life wasted in egotistical self-seclusion. . but at best I was an observer. until I saw the sun with dead eyes and heard with dead ears. unable features that of Faust. aristocrat he has always stood aloof from life not a participant. The fool is utterly terrified at the thought of parting from life without ha. But aside from this. The dead who loved him. and in the great moments of life is felt as a sacred. but he will lived it. His long monologue. I born mute of have utterly lost myself in artificial things. mystic power. When soul. revealing to him their world of intense feeling which he in cold indifference never understood nor shared. mentally incapable of healthy and sincere feeling should suddenly at death apprehend what by the very predestination of his character he could not know? Such a man would die as he lived. Hofmannsthal's Dives has nothing his medieval cousin. and the friend. whose experience is typical of the disabilities of those who are barred from life by many inward and outward inhibitions. teach him to know and honor life before the end. The play is not without serious faults. the girl. ancholy. at no time fully He is a melconscious. Is it probable after a life of no genuine emotion. the man temperathat. to enter in. I stood aside. but as a great god of the soul who is present in the falling of leaves.HUGO VON HOFMANNSTHAL is 487 on the last steps of life the things of earth leave . under an inexplicable curse. nor ever without consciousness. tome of medieval in common with piety. the poem is valuable enough through the truthful self-analysis of the Fool. and who feel the curse of hopeless isolation.Ving Death cannot grant respite or delay. As an intellectual a spectator. gruesome spectre." Death comes to him not as a bitter fool of life. is — — ' ' . others gave and received.

When she confesses to him that she has long loved a poor young man. A meagre account of the plot. can convey no idea of the psychological fabric which the poet has made. in plotting and in giving pain." When the husband suddenly comes in she knows her day. inadequate as it always is. It is a memento vivere wholly in keeping with the modern gospel of life. She returns to her and he. fate. Out of amorous expectation mixed with a bodeful sense of impending evil Hofmannsthal creates a subtle is Italian. to find that she has been deceived by a heartless fellow who had never thought of marrying her. silent. I understand so well the unfaithful women. I see in their eyes desire to yield themselves. . Because her parents wish it Sobeide has married an elderly merchant who is a good and a wise man. venture all . strangles husband and in his garden she kills herself. their love of play and willingTiess to delight in triumph and in sensuous(Andrea in Yesterness. In the Marriage of Soheide (1899) the milieu is oriental.) In hysterical defiance she unfolds the whole truth. The man of the Casanova type is one of the least edifying things which we get from the mundane esthete Hofmannsthal. It is twilight the woman monoscene of strained suspense and changing psychological '' tints. unrelenting. stands in the balcony awaiting her lover. how they — her with the silken ladder which she had suspended for her lover. The Adventurer (1899). to tremble in unknown forbidden pleasure. the apotheosis of the epicurean man of the world and The unconcealed admiration for the adventurer of love. he releases her and she goes at once to her lover's house. The Woman in the Casement (1899) is one of three pieces in a volume entitled Theater in Versen. Again the setting The main import of In the evening a scene of tragic life. as though I had the gift of reading in their souls.488 THE GERMAN CLASSICS this modern interlude is the significant ethical inference that we must not withdraw nervously and haughtily from humanity. is third piece of this group.

we are carrying out the program which he outlined. perhaps. By his wide acquaintance with foreign literature. they have no healthy life. For those who love it there is here both obscurity of presentment and present- mann's Pippa. Hofmannsthal has become conspicuous in this field His method is not that of translating of poetic activity. We are now in the period of '* World-litera- ture predicted and inaugurated by Goethe. at least. In German literature. will JSnd this Pessimistic resignation and poet rather disappointing. The totality of Hofmannsthal's original compositions leaves one under a sense of indecision and doubt. it is one of his best performances. together with his exceptional gift of recasting old dramas into the modem mold. such an extreme of highly-wrought symbolism has not been attempted before except.HUGO VON HOFMANNSTHAL It is diflficult to istic 489 regard without aversion this purely hedonphilosophy and practice of life. so allegorical and abstract as to be nearly unintelligible. fatalism underlie his representation of of the beautiful is life. It remains briefly to speak of the poetical reproductions into which Hofmannsthal has turned a large part of his energies. in HauptIn an age of clear thinking such perplexing mystic things seem anomalous. wholesome philosophy of life or for an invigorating ethical idealism. By the study and revival of older literature and in the cosmopolitan ' ' literary exchange of the present time. ancient and modern. As to dramatic structure and artistic workmanship. and his cult mingled with misgivings and doubt. and it is here that one might wish that the poet had set himself a worthier aim. but rather of freely adapting the original to the taste of the modem period. Notwithstanding so much that is interesting and beautiful in He who looks for a them. The Emperor and the Witch (1906) and The Mine at Falun (1906) are symbolical fairy-plays. or rewriting with historical fidelity. through which the great poets of the world have been leaders in the education of mankind. . ment of obscurity.

while the plot is essentially taken over.490 THE GERMAN CLASSICS appears to follow the example set by Goethe in his Iphigefiia where the Greek heroine is completely transformed into the modern poet's ideal of perfect womanhood. a demon of hate and revenge. these ancient subjects wholly in a typical sense. CEdipus. Electra is changed into a hysterical superwoman. Traits have lately appeared in HofmannsthaPs poetical makeup of which there was no trace in his earlier produc- . with a decidedly psychopathic cast. uses the idiom of Hans Sachs with great skill and. Quite recently Hofmannsthal has re-wrought the Here he old morality of Everyman in a singular way. while Alcestis is invested throughout with modern thought and feeling. it is stripped of what not unfrequently seems awkward and crude in the medieval play and elevated into the freer atmosphere of universal humanity. as a poet. In a similar way Hofmannsthal transforms Electra. but it is certainly very interesting and not In the same spirit he has without a larger significance. what any modern reader will instinctively do that — is. he reshapes the behavior of the characters in accordance with modern norms of conduct. made his paraphrase of Otway's Venice Preserved. and since Hofmannsthal is the artist of psychological impressionism he sees and presents them under the forms of this art. Little of the Hofmannsthal manifestly takes specifically Greek is left. and does. One might rightly say that it has been made into a better play by as much as the modern poet possesses greater skill of psychological and artistic presentation. and Alcestis. not be satisfactory to those outside of this may sphere of art. This is The an altogether legitimate thing for the poet to do. CEdipus impresses one as a symbolical He phantasmagoria of blind fate. and we result can accept his version all the more readily since the psychological foundations of this drama are modern. his procedure varying somewhat in each play. the transformation being therefore less radical than in the plays from the Greek.

venture the prediction that he will. notably. . 491 humor in his There is. a vein of fine and unexpected two comedies. be among the in German poets. of a happy triumph over the onesidedness of the Christina's poet's earlier phase. man we may. The Rosenkavalier (1911) and Homecoming (1910). greater As Hofmannsthal is still a youngview of his achievement thus far. at any rate.HUGO VON HOFMANNSTHAL tions. eventually. They give us a sense of a permutation of temper and of open possibilities and.

o nohleman His Skrvant Claxjdio's Motheb '^ Gikl abandoned by Claudio One of Claxjdio's Early Friends A Young > Departed Spirits [492] .HUGO VON HOFMANNSTHAL DEATH AND THE FOOL DRAMATIS PERSONiE Death Claudio.

Time — The Twenties op the Nineteenth Century Claudio's study furnished in the Empire and In the background^ right style. alabaster white. concealed by a left. While shadows of the crags. tilled and reaped by hand. Behold. green silk curtain. and supply each want! All wild and wondrous. Against the wall. carved in Gothic style. Along the window-pillars are glass cabinets filled with curios. to peak flashes the sunset's closely knit to fire. a soft. (1900) jr. in the days of yore. (sitting by the window. and a portrait by one of the Italian Masters. The evening sun shines in). Thus painted masters. Claud. And While peak paler colors of the waning day. in the centre a glass door leading out to a balcony. Whose meagre acres. are large windows. Claudio's House. . stands a darkened shrine. of darker hue. Give rest from labor. Changing the prairies' emerald green to gray. the distant hills stand clothed with light. on the right a similar one.DEATH AND THE FOOL translated by john heard. Stucco with gilt decorations. that their Madonnas bore. hanging. above it hang ancient musical instruments. Cloak the broad valleys 'neath the precipice. Pass o'er the rocky walls of the abyss. deep blue. almost white. The color of the wall paper is light. By the window. How mine own heart's desire Are they who dwell upon those hillsides gaunt. And o'er them. stands a desk with an armchair before it. ranging o'er the land. it is almost black with age. from which some wooden stairs descend to the garden^ On the left is a white folding door. on the left. A crown of clouds with golden tips a:blaze. [493] . The shades of drifting clouds. The bed of clouds. As though enameled by the sunset haze. leads to the bedroom. on the right.

sinks from sight amid the crystal caves. The world grows empty. and seem The ghosts of And stir possibilities long dead. the sun 's great ball And Rolls headlong. Built high along the shore. High Then swells the bosom While Life's great yearning stared me in the face. wonder-teeming seas. Rocked by some Sea-nymph's wave-encircled hand. Down from the vault of Heav 'n. calmed of its wrath. silence. and o'er these streets. and all Life's grace. The wind blows hot. plunging in the distant waves. Behind the trees the twilight shadows fall. There cities stand. [Standing by the ivindotv. Arouse them from their sleep the wild bees hum. sails o'er distant. A A tall ship is the cradle of their young.494 THE GERMAN CLASSICS The winds of early dawn which barefoot come. And then. Old passions. high-minded race. crafty of tongue. finding rewards in each. warm . 'Tis so I've seen falls. Seas of vast where no keel has been . That bold. and forlornly drear. within their narrow walls. Their very life is one with Nature's self. And thus they live. as I approach what seemed so near. My whole existence but a hollow dream.] The neighbors light their lamps. weather. And round about them is God's bright. Laden with all the fragrance of the heather. of the angry seas. and tears unshed Hang o'er this house. and round them glow Their narrow lives. again that yearning without rest Which drives me forward on my fruitless quest. as from a fiery wall. And Nature is the goal they strive to reach. but half-felt. . The weariness of toil brings rest itself. Life's blessings stretched afar.

My confidence and joy. [Starting upJ] My fruitless meditation's checked by night. Grief barely brushed my face I quailed beneath the touch. Killing all Dismembered though she was. only knowing it And could not make myself a part at best. Nor could my wakeful memory forget. disfigured. if — — Not feeling. nor lost myself therein. some one of them receives a wound. torn. slight Or through my being some tremor sent. With each sensation that man's heart enthralls. And loudly do they mourn some absent friend. And from the lips of those I held most dear I've never drawn Life's essence sweet and clear. Wherefore they deem their souls are closely bound. Or. If through Shattered by sorrow. or yet of them? I seemingly have stood there with the rest. comfort word I ne'er could comprehend! They For some vain phrase to them conununicates All that their sorrow and their grief demands. I've never staggered down the lonely road. over-active brain gave it a name. E 'en this With against my breast I 'd gladly clasp Gladness from sorrow's self I could have drawn. I stand apart With untouched spirit and with empty heart. For discontent alone took sorrow's place! . And swift comparisons by thousands came. nor yet Did suffering stay behind for me to grasp. . and could not mourn. They do not batter at sev'n fast-closed gates Forevermore. with bruised and bleeding hands! What know I of men's life. ! — its great wings. sobbing as I went. others give and take. Pale from long thinking. my heart some breath of Nature flowed. and by study worn. of them.DEATH AND THE FOOL 495 Where joy and sorrow alternating flow. When I've never plunged.

496 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Strange are the thoughts of light. Or Just so As 'neath thy glowing eye's dream-heavy lid. griffin and gay fawn With quaint old birds. sweet fires that melt Our hearts deep in our breasts! Yet each has quailed When And lonely chills instead of fire forth came. by whose help I thought to gain That life on which I'd set my yearning mind. and ropes of fruit combines . servant brings a lamp and goes out again. And thou. many men have knelt Christ. Although the road thereto I could not find ! [Standing before the Crucifix. pain. much of this life thou teachest me by my questions I have taught to thee ! [Turning aside to a cabinet. in joy absolute.} how many. confused designs Of toad and angel. Gioconda. And in the past become imprisoned too! Ye shields of wood and bronze. thou.] Ye goblets. filled with relics of the dead. and must go to bed. that smile so bitter-sweet. gone his way in anguish. But I am — Vain splendors. men 'twixt dark and weary. that years have worn. to whose silver brim have hung The lips of many. And ye. together nailed. and shame ! [Before an old painting. Praying to know those strange.] [The The lamp's pale glimmer brings to light again My study. Painted against a background of deep wonder! Thy body shines as though a soul were hid Behind those lips. whose strains from many a heart have wrung lute! Emotion's deepest pangs! cup! How gladly would I change my lot with you.] who star'st at me. Before Thine ivory feet. Where imagery of strange.

No more could find the world's great doors. grown dim by thought. pitiless. while phantoms mocked my baffled feet I've floundered through a life of love and woe. my — Whose meaning but to living men is shown. Consuming. yet half-unknown. Form took you for her own Vainly have I pursued you. Haunted by dreams that come and never go! Then I arose and looked Life in the face The swiftest-footed do not win the race. yet. and with little strife dragged An ! I lived A days. with all its changing moods. But more a vision of a life to be. Piercing its mask. most like a book at best. book half -understood. I stood encompassed by your fickle bands Like Harpies. but not tasting sour and sweet. XVII — 32 . So lost was That I saw said. mine eyes. ye have known The throb of life. And hidden from me were its life and heart. . that stands In simple beauty by a stream's cool bed. vainly sought. And so. whose ruthless claws Uproot each new-sprung flow'r. like a netted fish. Ne'er seemed to me to be its very self. ears heard what was round me this curse along my weary ways. unsolved riddle. And that wdiich caused me joy or grief in life. strange as though thrown up by some wild ! ! floods Then. By your elusive subtleties too firmly caught For when I learned your soul's capricious art. Vol. Nor bv the bravest is the battle won : . yet not quite unguessed With half-felt gladness. tortuous light through eyes that maze And through dead I were as dead.DEATH AND THE FOOL To form a mass of soul-perplexing lines! 497 And As ye strange devices. I in art's dim. The hollow likeness of another self.

Yea. That's what affrights me so. Serv. A crowd of people an uncanny lot. Your Grace would scarce believe me if I told. Pardon me. Claud. That opens from the garden on the street. and starts to close the door ! ! to the balcony. one by one.) They've hid themselves within the summer-house. for the hedge Claud.'] Claud. Claud. I've locked the door — But — Claud. nor do woes bring tears. Him. And think me just an ordinary man [The servant brings in a plate of cherries which he puts on the table. What affrights thee so? Seev. Leave the door open. Some men. Consumed by empty pride. The people round from questions now refrain. wind and wave. Another one Is sitting on the Sphinx we cannot see On yonder bench where . nor complain. of yew stands close between. I know not. I go my way Of sad renunciation. where Joy seems all. Close by the curbing of the well there sits A couple in the shadow. like Not poor beggars. some women too. I cannot say. Sir. Are they all men? Servant. They're sitting in the garden now! the Apollo stands. {Half to himself. yet. Who's hidden? Sekvant. Beggars? Sebv. and fills each passing day! Rudely deceived I am. Intricate dreams arise. Well? Servant. and trouble me no more. Then lock the door Claud. Wisdom's thrall. as if in fear. .498 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Joy brings not laughter. And go to bed. but in ancient style. Vain answer at vain question loudly jeers Above the sombre threshold.

Sir! For nothing in the world would I go near Pray God. It flows. unknown desire . who sit and stare 499 At empty space In such a gruesome way. I hear music! Ay. In deep and throbbing strains sweet and wistful It echoes in mine ears with power divine. . the music draws nearer and nearer until. or some friend's. This music takes me back to childhood days. are they clad. And men have no such eyes as these folk have Claud.DEATH AND THE FOOL Such as one sees in etchings. and bring joy. Do what thou wilt. dead eyes No. at first. with dim. Yet men they cannot be. [For a few moments he walks up and down the room thoughtfully. as if from the next room. methinks. it rings deep and full. a boy It Has that man's foolishness disturbed seems like endless . as if they stared at I will bolt the door water on the lock. As did my tender Mother's fond return.'] Claud. And ! ! my heart? And yet. Yet. that in the morning they'll be gone! I ! one. so still and stem. From behind the scene sound the longing and touching strains of a violin. hope at Pity's shrine. Who thought to find all Life in pleasant ways. with cold. at last. faint and distant. Now from the ancient walls. and it speaks most strangely to my soul With your permission. they're not men. My mistress'. And promises relief from all my pains. be not angry. long lost from sight It raises thoughts that cheer me. So stood I in the springtime once. I never heard such tones Drawn from a violin by mortal art. Ha. and fills my soul with peaceful light. • And then the wish And swept my soul to pass all bound 'ries came. sprinkle holy I've never seen such men as these before. Good night.

As though A As thrill of life passed through each living thing. For then my world seems brightened with a smile. he is not standing in the street Perhaps I'll see him from this window here. which holds him bound In its simplicity so deep and great. life. set the whole wide world and sea afire . the peal of many bells life scarce thought of in our dreams foretells. his heavy weight. Old and confused "Wisdom. Contentment filled my mind and kept it wide. Some beggar-minstrel. how deeply moved To be a living part of Life 's great ring Then I approached. Which bows my back beneath From A A far away.] ! 'Tis strange. and the bells chimed bright. the fires of joy glow bright. Which now not Eing e 'en mv dream can understand. rejoicing in this new-sprung light.500 THE GEKMAN CLASSICS And That days of wandering came. ! [As he goes is silently to the door on the right the curtain thrown hack and Death stands in the . flame on flame. whereto my heart did guide stirred was I ! That surging stream of love which feeds us all. Loosens his strangling clutch. on. And he who worked this spell in ignorance. hoary white. and dry my tears. charmed by the sound Of childish ignorance. still a little while.'\ The music stops which deeply moved my mind. Wherein both God and man I seemed to find. with passion's flame. sweet music. Austerely kind in what it takes and gives [T/?e music stops suddenly. life. touch my heart with thy mysterious hand. re-lives its earlier years Then. striving to draw near to him who loved ! How in soul. holds his cap for pence [Standing hy the window on the right. The roses blossomed. . And melt the stones of life. ! where Form in all-importance lives. And And entranced.

l But pray. with warm and beating wings. the God of human souls stands here. And when thy heart stopped. and to what end? Death. Aside. passed by thee in the waning light. Whence comes this awful dread at seeing thee? My throat Away ! is dry. a damp. with a sudden thrill At finding this strange monster kith and kin. Since thy strange fiddle sounded then so sweet. When in Life's dance thou stood 'st against thy will. And yet my life 's thread is not nearly gone. or who let thee in? Death. He looks quietly at Claudio who steps hack in horror. Through golden My breath Claud. Arise. My coming means but one same thing to all. felt my touch when some warm summer rays. and though unbidden. and its life-sap is drawn. Not so with me. a leaf fell dead and sere. Enough. I've never lived my day.DEATH AND THE FOOL 501 doorway. and standing near. friend! [After a short pause. welcome. I'm not a skeleton of dread. : . And took'st as thine the world and all therein. ! . go! Who called thee. When thy emotions fluttered up to fill Thy soul. For mark me well ere any leaf doth fall It is decayed. I've breathed upon thy soul with secret power. For 'twas the wind that breathes on all ripe things. and cast this fear inherited . He holds the violin how in his hand. Claud. Of Dionysus' and of Venus' kin I Thou'st night am. Each time thou'st faced some all-important hour Which made thy mortal body quake with fear I've touched thy inmost self.^ Claud. For thou art Death What would 'st of me ? I fear thee go away I cannot scream on light and life fails like a dream! My grasp Go. A horror seizes me. why camest thou. while the violin hangs from his belt. my hair stands ! all on end. cold fear.

for I is ripe. Ye fall into my arms. Aghast with wonder. to live in earthly wise! For. from w^hich I could not hide. in the heart of each. It came not so to pass but once inside I stood unconsecrate and unaware. Though half refused. long-drawn breath. Woe Man And his power. Death. As flowers. and man is bound wild lonely hours Bring these discoveries. thou hast gone thy way. Strangely imprisoned in the wondrous whole. That time was called our life's all glorious Hoping that 'mid the stoiTus' majestic roar It would burst open. heart's innermost. then I stood outside life's fast-closed door. my soul distraught. Helpless to breathe deepest wish in prayer. news that brings! utter weariness corrode your powers. The tears of sleep. with aching. his pain then if I'm the first this and joy must grow.502 THE GERMAN CLASSICS like all others Death. Yet Claud. oppressed in mind and mood. . a Spirit lies with his breath establishes again Who A ruling in this chaos of dead things. By which each one his garden is to sow. disturbed in My and my in the twilight lost. And while warm life still throbs within each vein Still willing. Wherein binds. a river's flow. growing by Are by My And the sombre waters swept away. To thee was given as much as to all men : An earthly life. but oppressed with yearnings deep. and with yearnings wrung. by some power sprung. youthful days slipped by. True fire I never felt inflame my soul Nor Life's great ! waves rush surging through my blood That God I never found upon my quest With whom we must do battle to be blessed. Yet each of you . Afraid. am Death. Half-heartedly. I did not know day. Shadowed by fate. .

let me live ! I feel crumbling of all walls. No more with silent sneer I'll take and give. Illusions were they. for see. In grief and sorrow I will take a part With all my being Faith I'll strive to learn. through Faith. grasp the sod of earth. So will I live. earthly things my heart I now can give. 503 Not so let . Terror's touch has torn the veiling cloud. 'twas not so before for see. real living men I'll find.] The words and vows of passion.'] Believe me. But will be bound. . empty words vain play It's true! I'll prove it! Here these letters. Let me live on I me still remain! Firmly I'll A great desire to And At To I'll no more will I complain. letters scatter on the floor. no longer dolls! see. and mightily will bind [As he sees the unmoved countenance of Death .] There hast thou this love-episode's whole life. Their every sentiment shall touch my heart. we gain our hold. and so my life I'll mould That good and evil rule me turn by turn With equal power to make me laugh and bum. ! last I feel it leave me. by this And thou shalt think this no more dumb animals world of men. . Love's complaint! But tliinkest thou that I could ever know What [He throws she felt. what my answers seemed to paint? The the packages at Death's feet. live cries out aloud. .DEATH AND THE FOOL CiAUDio. Think 'st thou that I have loved or hated? Nay! Not e'en the seeds thereof have been in me. Then will these lumps of clay take fire and live Along Life's road. so with me ! am not ripe. Since on this life. see! [He throws open a drawer and takes out packages ' ! of old letters. ! he speaks with rising agitation.

with a cap of the same material. yet dead. I throbbed with them again. thou wicked fool. And thou alone wast void of eveiything! [Death plays a few notes on his violin as if to call some one forth. So delicate. before thou die I'll teach thee to revere the life thou leav'st! Stand silently. She is not very old and wears a long dress of black silk. How many sad. With every noble impulse scoffed to shame! There hast thou it the rest is all the same. for half my life On earth hangs here like lavender's faint breath. joy. Thou fool. Ay. swept to and fro As following the throbs of inner strife. whom thou but barren clods believ'st Were filled with Life's great joy. ay.504 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Where I. one-third was pain. one-third was care. oh. now bad. comes the Mother. A mother's life this Was mine. She comes quietly from the door and walks silently about the room. that window And listened in the night to hear his step. and made his temple bleed.'] Mother. I have stood there oft And. and was so hard to hold. and only I. he was a little child. Devoid of meaning. but wild. or any pain. pale hands she holds a white lace handkerchief. or bitter sting. ! . And where true love or hatred never came ! ! Death. sweet sorrows I breathe in With room's atmosphere.] And is the comer's edge still sharp? He struck it once. Anxiety one-third. and a white ruche which fits closely around her face. In her delicate. He stands by the bedroom door near the front of the stage on the right. Now good. Claudio stands by the wall on the left in the From the door on the right semi-darkness. Unknown to man Are these? [Standing by the chest. He ran so fast. and mark with careful eye That those.

Leave me what's mine. and polish brass Until it shone. A blank w^heel in the circle spins around With undefined fears. Thou canst not bring h^r back. Mother. The air of life that's passed And go for evermore [She goes out by the middle door. My hands. and secret dreams Of pains but dimly felt. man's desires. Oppressive. close pressed together. Express with these my lips. me. yet sadly nourishing for I must go. But he. it once w^as thine. barren. And interweaves itself with Life 's great woof But I may now no longer breathe this air. Yet trembling. sere. Ah. Ah. and there ran through me Man's longings. trembling in their silent pride Call her Let me but speak Ah. Could 'st thou not seel Why dost thou force her. Which is the secret of maternity. Could water flowers. And still he had not come! How oft He never knew it I was much alone — ! As well by day as night. What have I ever felt. and it was dawn. humbly kneeling by thy side. hold her firmly She did not wish to go. Claud. sweet. Claud. then three. that my whole heart Reached out and yearned to her. that are a part Of that strange and mysterious holiness. Horror? Answer me! Death. But all the time my mind had naught to do. Hush. Mother. and all man's fears! . throughout the dragging day. God. dust.DEATH AND THE FOOL 505 Aroused from sleep by fond anxiety When clocks struck two. be still! Death. when she was near? And let — ! ! ! ! As in the presence of divinity She made me shudder. I did not feel it Withered. come.'] ! — — ! Claud. come. indeed.

And we were standing in the window here The fragrance 'Tis gone. with large flowers on it. of the rain-drenched flowers — I And everything that was alive ! is dead. wearied of the play. I wished to die when thy ! last cruel letter came. thou hast made me suffer cruelly. Her head is uncovered. plays an old Volkslied. living lips When in the sultry evening it had rained. to make thee shed one tear : Because was too late. nay. God! I'd naught to bind thee with! [After a short pause. 'Twas fair! Dost thou no more re- The member it? Oh. too."] And then. She wears a simple dress. but not to chide thee.'] Young Girl. unmoved by his complaints. And for my it love . sandals with crossed laces. ! And spoke to me with loving. Around her neck she has a bit of fichu. ay. fair as in a dream The flowers on the window-sill My flowers The little shaky spinet. But they were fair. and thine. But what is there in life ends not in tears? The happy days I've seen were very few. Not full of anger. 'twas so beautiful That it was fair. a thoughtless child That. is the shame For casting me aside. I wished to write to thee A farewell word. Slowly a young girl comes in. and the desk Wherein I kept thy letters. I do not say this now To cause thee grief. deride me not! ! ! ! — — These trifles were all beautiful to me. or of wild distress. and the things Thou gavest me! Nay.506 THE GERMAN CLASSICS [Death. unheeded drops His flowers. dear. Buried within our fond love's little grave! Thine is the blame Ah. But that thou mightest long for me once more. I did not write .

And then I begged that when thine hour should come I might be with thee then. after misery. He seems to be of about Claudio 's age. Saying that I had brought things to thy mind Which slept within thy soul. thou everlasting mummer? Dost thou still rejoice Still reading Horace ! At clever cynicisms void of heart? Thou mad'st approaches to me with fair words. He stands in the middle of the stage facing Claudio.DEATH AND THE FOOL why should I. that I could die. In common was our talk by day and night Our intercourse with other men.] The Man. Dost thou still live. Ah. another's now! Long were we friends Yes. who share in common house. now mine. In common trifled we with one same girl! But our community was that of lord And slave. And long. The amorous wind was some one else's breath Exhausted quite. and chair. his hands. as speaks at times The night-wind of far distant lands. 'Twas not till later. yes! A harp's fair music in the wind wast thou. Claudio hides his face m As she goes out a man enters. .a goblet of rare wine fragrance calls to mind with fleeting thought Some old desires. not to reproach. From the left side of his chest protrudes the wooden handle of a dagger. half faded and forgot. Nor raise the ghastly past with words but . ! And 'tears bring not what 's dead to life again But people do not die of wounds like these. nay more. more As when one The drains . He wears a disordered and dusty traveling suit. ! ! . walked by day as in a dream? Good-will cannot make from faithlessness. for how did I know How much of thy great heart was in the things Indeed 507 Which Until I filled my little mind with feverish faith joy. gaunt years of pain. [She goes off. friends That is to say.

it seized me as disease Strikes down a man. sweet being. mid-day meal. And. My soul in silent supplication yearned. For this I hated thee as bitterly ' ' ! ! ' ' ! ! ! — . thou saw'st it all! charmed thee Yes. and yet so young Didst thou Not so describe her to me afterward? It charmed thee. of wild flames. lo. And drowsy It fragrance flashing like fool's-fire In the black darkness! Oh. in time Thou gavest her to me But by disgust For thee how changed in face. The work of thy vile art which. ! To throw them Swift to make like cheap playthings in the air friends or conquest e'er wert thou. and that mass of hair A mask. So cynical. its carven pole Bruises the other's shoulder. died ! Ere Our it was born. thou took'st from me. while thou Boldly didst lay thine hand on everything For me the word. The girl's sophisticated ways have charmed My mind Her blase air. when all our senses reel. Stripped of her former grace and wondrous charm. hesitating. But 'tis the other one who feeds the bnite The half -developed feelings of my soul. with close-set teeth. Aloof and shy. A woman crossed path. The litter carries one. A goal of heavy sweetness. since oft I feel the same. Her features lifeless. Blinded from staring long at one same goal. how haggard. but to me 'twas more than soul And body! Wearie^ of the doll. a prison to the other. to one the house Is happiness. contemptible. worn. or whip. shy.508 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Dog. Pearls of great sorrow ! bom. Had seared and scarred that strange. her bitter pride. . acid-like. and nothing more Hanging as dead Thou gavest me worthless. for the one The dog does tricks upon the garden walks.

through a veiling cloud But clearly. slowly rotting in a ditch Beside the road rotting because of things Thou can'st not understand. and speaks his part. Outpoured.DEATH AND THE FOOL As I instinctively 509 had loathed thy face . not moved at all by Just so upon Life's stage I've played him it ! But badly. blessed the broken bits of fixed at last. rousing something in my heart As it goes by? Why in our childish thoughts Do we form such ideals of this life And why. And left me. who nothing are to me [He raises himself ! slowly. it comes to pass. Thrice blessed as compared to thee. Within whose secret grasp our heart is bound. as secretly As flowers beneath the brown earth hidden lie? Could I but be with thee. This life. my breast purpose On to a goal One impulse still remained Unblighted by thy poisonous influence. To Claud. there where thou art . And I avoided thee. And for a noble aim my fate drove me Upon the grim point of a murderer's knife. — Why wasmy so ? Death. to us unknown.] As on the stage a low comedian Who Indifferent to others has his cue. who art others naught. Us but Why if e'er. without power ! part. and yet which are . in turn. and goes and untouched Alike by his own voice and others ' cries. And Which Drove me with one ! then my me in fate. dost thou teach me to see not darkly. Who are. That when. who nothing are to thee! [He goes off.] To others naught. it leaves the hollow shudder of sad thoughts? doth no music echo in our ears To raise a magic spirit-world around.

playing the violin.] . I bless thy power. My mind still overflowing with tMs hour. With me let all this pallid life go out I knew not that I lived until I die. ! How Who Who Who wonderful this mortal seed the invisible can see.510 THE GERMAN CLASSICS But heard. scattered things can firmly bind. and not forever torn apart By endless trifles! Oh. I can! Grant thou All that wherewith thou now hast threatened me My life was dead. be my life now What. And paths in the impenetrable darkness find [The room remains silent. so is it now. Life's unwritten book can read. Death. Death. like a candle. and May waken Awake in him. Fulfilled of feeling never felt before. makes me Call this one Life. Behind him walk the Mother.~\ that this is but a dying mood Maybe Caused by the watchfulness of dying blood . and I. I ! And consecrate myself to thy great power! [He pauses for a moment in thoug1it. shaking his head). and that one Death. since I recognize them both.] Death (as he moves away. Death from Life 's compelling dreams [He falls dead at the feet of Death. since thou Canst press more of this life in one short hour Than was contained in my whole life before! I will forget dim darkness and its lore. the Young Ghil. If. As when one sleeps the power of what he dreams ! As much. outside one can see Death go past. snuffed out. Yet in this life I've never understood so. and close beside them a figure which closely resembles ! that of Claudio. I must die.

THE DEATH OF TITIAN By Hugo von Hofmannsthal A Dramatic Fragment ENACTED AT MUNICH IN MEMORY OF ARNOLD BOCKLIN DRAMATIS PERSONS The Prologue FiLiPPo PoMPONio Vecellio (CALLED TiTiANELLo). a daughter of the Master Cassandra Lisa The time of the action is 1576 when Titian died [511] in his ninety-ninth year. the Master's son GlOCONDO Desiderio GiANiNO (He Batista Antonio Paris is sixteen years old and very handsome) Lavinia. .

in added for the Bocklin memoria' in 1901. For deep the darkness of the present age! And. was my Great solace have I drawTi from this good man. Entranced. amorous kisses takes its food From Naiads' hands. 'tis . most blessed bird that lives. sweet friend.THE DEATH OF TITIAN (1901)* JR. Scene The curtain. for the stage is mine. that shine with pearly drops. Music. And I will mourn. of all The blood Flows in proper that I should! the Youth of these our times. in my joy. With such a wond'rous sheen of light. So. can feel great Nature's Enfolded in her cloak of mystic hght? self Hear me. * The Death of Titian waa WTitten in 1892 and appeared. 'thy dear likeness now. that I. deck. completely in black. He is a young man dressed as a Venetian mourner. My With blossoms "V^Tiile only. now cast myself upon the ground. Shall I then soul's sustaining draught. TRANSLATED BY JOHN HEARD. in 1894. Ed. I'll send no herald forth To cry thy name to the four winds of Earth. a tapestry. all And. I drank in dreams. my veins and Beholding me. The Prologi'e was . thou hast decked the likeness of the world And t the blossoming things therein for me. In front of it stands a bust of Bocklin on a pillar at the foot of which there is a basket of flowers and blossoming branches. With gentle. as the swan. Prologue. Be silent. / he. [512] — part. whose statue stands soul's dearest friend. As when a sovereign dies! Kings' names remain. hangs as a background. bending o'er his hands. At the last measure of the music the Prologue enters. followed by his torch-bearers.

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from the ivy. or little clouds that drift Where Across the sky. Of flashing darkness ! trees or flowers are. to raise an eye from the sombre stream. but from my tongue Fall words of ravishing. Master of All. Flits after me. though thy earthly body pass from sight. ! 513 Descending to their heirs and marble tombs But thou Proclaim the glory of their fame of such awful power Wast a magician That. the meadows decked in Spring's green cloak Smile back at thee. Undying in its might. that I'm alone.THE DEATH OF TITIAN . I know that secretly Thou mad'st alliances with Nature's self! For. and I shall always think That something brighter than bright Ariel. So 'tis not proper that I linger here.'] XVn — 33 . And learn the worth of him. — that life May weep aloud. Or. last night! I came to mourn for thee. see. and deep How great the blow that's And on our every act. hark with listening ear I never shall believe. to whom she gave herself. voluptuous joy. But I will smite the ground thrice with this rod And summon ghostly figures to this spot. within him feel fallen on our Behold a play In these sad hours of darkness and cold dread. I know not what of thee still lingers here. ! [He goes of followed hy his torch-hearers. or even stones Lie noiselessly. And them I will so burden with my woe That they each shall stagger as they walk. From shadowy lips and words of those long dead Vol. as smile a woman's lips On him.

Yet we'll not cross him. DESroERio. (To TiTiANELLO. must be the end! . the statue vanishes. After a short time Titia- NELLO and Gianino enter from the door on the right. The house forms the background on the right. All are silent. shaped like a fan.514 The proscenium scene. Sleeps he? Alas. Antonio. leads upward to an open balcony from which one passes. We must refuse him — Methinks So the doctor says. on the right. and are decorated with busts. Antonio. Batista and Paris sit about the steps. dear friend? Titianello (breaking out passionately). In front of the door a curtain now hangs. THE GERMAN CLASSICS is dark. blows of a staff resound. two marble urns on the railing mark the spot where the steps descend. form an the tops of pines ground a stone there. with the tall shrubs of the garden. The left side of the terrace falls off sharply to the below. the music begins again. Antonio. Think 'st thou not the same. and with vases at each of the windows. It is In the hack- and poplars wave in the distance. from in front). which. through a door. Gianino. A short silence. into the house. Desiderio.) Poor. Gianino. and look at them questioningly as they crowd around. wJio begifis to weep. the tapestry divides. a flight of steps. Tomorrow. from which vines trail down. The walls of the house are covered with rose bushes and vines. The balustrade is concealed at this point by ivy and garden trailing rose vines. Batista and Paris hasten anxiously over to them. a flight of steps {invisible impenetrable thicket. and over railing terminates the terrace. and whate'er he craves We'll give him. Paris. dear Pippo! Batista. The wind sways the curtain in front of the door. e'en today. and discloses the Three The scene is on the terrace of Titian's it villa near Venice. Not worse? Gianino {in a subdued voice). runs backward into the garden. on cushions and mats. In the background. very bad. Ay. he is awake and raves. broken here and On the left. It is late on a summer's afternoon. Calling for brushes and for paints.

is it? Nothing. followed by servamts. In his wild fever he is painting now With ghastly. nay! The doctors lie. GiANiNo. Page. The pitiful. Why wants he them? He wishes them. breathless haste on his new work. What Page. All start up anxiously. TiTiANELLO raises the curtain and softly ! enters the house. he says Our dearest Master must not die! Nay. The others walk nerv- ously to and fro. he says. Whose. Paris. He may no — Desiderio. and Paeis. Has he the strength He As to work? and with such passion is he rent paints. he says. the page rejoins them beside the steps. " a clearer of Things *' ' ' ! Till now sight great import he has but botched. should die. Us all away. I've not seen at any other hour As tortured by some strange. they know not what they say! If Titian. who creates this life. the right to live beneath the sky? Batista. and must stand.] TiTiANELLO. mysterious — power [A page enters from ! the right. Shall we do as he bids? (xo. go ! Make haste ! Ye cause him pain each moment that ye waste [The servants have passed over the stage. TiTiANELLO.THE DEATH OF TITIAN GiANiNO. TiTiANELLO. nearly spent his life he cannot know! TiTiANELLO. TiTiANELLO. How The maids are with him. then. but the Master calls For his old paintings.] . from the garden walls. and squandered — —" paint. he sent Antonio. pale works of earlier days! I would compare them to this last I paint For many things appear to him. 515 longer hide from us.

Throughout the long night's hours he watch 'd! GiANiNo {leaning on his elhoiv). Titianello {laughing softly). Shines through his pallor. let Hoping — way. as a saint's. reft of power TiTiANELLO {coming back).516 THE GERMAN CLASSICS {half aloud). sultry air [A pause. . ! paints And from his eye streams forth He talks to the young maids as Antonio. then. friend. Then dead and hollow. a hopeful ray. how did'st thou know? Titianello. his eyes half closed. by south winds fired. 'Tis the hot. though no worse come before .l Batista {half aloud). I could feel. a radiance. Antonio Unutterably sad is this last hour! Our honored Master speechless. Titianello. endless Evermore ! — And yet it seems impossible today. is his Come. yet. Although tomorrow 'twill be so GiANiNO. First by thy slow-drawn breath Oh. [They settle down on the steps. here. Ay. standing . us here upon the steps remain. But. plays with Gianino's hair.] I'm tired. the first whole night I've ever watch 'd. Thine eyes toward yonder steps would ever steal. Worse! way. Poor boy. Then the worst! It cannot be that The worst must come. Paris. as he paints and . until the Master's worse again. He's quiet now.

where the shadows of the clouds soft glide. And. . o'ercome by its dull.] Then through the night a distant music rang As though the magic flute with soft notes sang "Which yonder fa\vn holds in his marble hands. heavy harmonies awoke. The heavy drone Of many bees I heard. seemed to be that floating through dim space wondrous garment touched me. so blue and That breathed around. As in the laurel grove. and made it swell Beneath the yellow^ moon's great. damp silver in the night's deep blue. to and fro. and bright the marble shone Like pale. Then. clear. The tread of naked feet the silence broke — Then was by thy side. as the bt-eath of darkness brushed my I face. so dull and sweet. and sighs long-drawn. With It A all the garden's air. [He stands up as he speaks and bends toward I awoke. The sap flowed in each fruit. strange. and nothing in the darkness stirred. and deep She lay. With moistened lips. For naught in Nature tempted me to sleep. golden lamp In whose pale. Like pearls of silver dew flashed every star Above the peaceful meadows soft and damp. w^ho sucked the dew And honey from the cup of each red flower. half -hid. mystic light bright gleamed each well. She hushed to hear dim. he stands. Afar. passing fleet. Beside the bed of nightshades drenched in dew saw him stand. 517 Methought that through the night. and I TiTIANELLO. a mystic voice I heard. secret things afar.THE DEATH OF TITIAN GiANiNO. fragrant power. Where red pomegranate blossoms open blown Wave softly. And fell.

so tender and so warm Through palhd moon-beams. appealing fear oppressed each no meaning sign descrying. secret things . But now I felt its sudden thrill: methought That through the magic silence. soft whisp'ring. ! . Where strange. all faded. thought. I envy thee. thus I passed To yonder spot. still as stone. in echoes dying. Whether 'twas swans I saw. That rests. And in the darkness dreamest dreams like this ! Half dreaming. through the air In languorous splendor. glistening light lay on the lake serene That floated rippling in the placid night. Oft heard I From mystic Night's blue flood-gates upward thrown. and half waking. it. Or snowy limbs Then fragrance of bathing nymphs at play as of women's golden hair — mingled with the scent of aloes' flowers. where one may see the town. That moon and water round Its its sleep had cast. GiANiNO. A A myriad amorous gnats danced in a swarm. And thoughts were numb. tingling. deadening all my powers. and words grew Until Was meaningless. and dazzling phos- ph'rous lights Flashed round its roofs in which reflected flood There shone the image of strange. Antonio. slumberous murmurs oft the night wind brought With ghostly. who'st known such wondrous bliss. I cannot say. I felt the bacchanalian dance of blood Rush through its veins.518 THE GERMAN CLASSICS Like gentle hands. distant sounds. white as samite ! sheen. in its flashing gown.

DEsroERio {standing hy the balustrade to Gianino). For See'st thou the city as it rests below. hollow in its shame. there a mountain. Where rosy safrans. slender palings stand about .! But distance has concealed from thy sight This place of loathing. rising from the sea. in one night too much I've felt and seen. with deep blue shadows play To weave a cloak of dew-drenched purity.] Yet. as I stood. Alluring in its calm serenity? Alas in yonder mystic haze there lies A world of ugliness and moral blight. Veiled in the golden sunset's fragrant glow. serpents that on gilded evils creep . having 'Tis thus it. Our very slumber differs from their sleep. For. And And Full. old town slept intoxication brings all 519 — A soothing of pain.THE DEATH OF TITIAN Dim The giddiness o'ercame me. seething Life! strife. they dream ! sleep and dream as oysters Antonio {half rising). Where madmen live like swine in filthy sties. Therefore tall. Wherein a thousand giants' forges gleam! But they. But only similarity of name Exists between their joy and grief and ours. I ween. though we slumber deep in midnight hours. of grief and And Life awakes — almighty.] has come this weariness. [A pause. we may forget 'tis ours ! [He pauses a moment. and pale shades of gray About its feet. purple blossoms in our sleep we see. Yet thronged with men by Beauty quite unstirred Though using words which from us they have ! — learned.

resting his head on his arms. For long ago from Joy and Woe Their many-colored cloaks I've torn asunder. Thou should 'st not in such meditation sink. but yet discern And therein lies the magic of the Past. . . This Batista (rising). Through which sweet. And simple thinking I no longer know [A silence.520 THE GEEMAN CLASSICS The garden that the Master planted here. ! I pray thee. . feel in the world — not see. From all we cannot see. . Gianino has sunk down on his side along the steps and. ! learn Paris. Art's great dwell ! soul stifles there where voices time. Nor ceaselessly of this one matter think! TiTiANELLo (laughing sadly). . . let me ponder fleeting aimlessly. . the background's sombre The secret art uncertain lights to lend depth. 'Twas my simplicity clothed them with wonder. . Titianello \^All remain silent for a iveeps quietly. TiTiANELLo (with eyes closed). And boundless never-parched Beauty's ! well . Until all meaning vanishes at length . has j alien asleep. nor Pakis (rising). As if our pain were aught besides this strength And power that makes us ponder endlessly. flowering vines trail and out That one may hear. . . The wonder of.'] ! . is the lore of alleys without end . The beauty of the words some poet wrote This lesson we should In ages passed .'] GiANiNO (soothingly). . The half lost sweetness of a distant note.

ess . Master of Art. stand with heads bowed. A host of gods from nothingness he wove While satyrs raised their sounding horns on Desiderio. In every sombre mass. rimmed with gold light. Yet. While his thin lips of jealous Passion spoke. [Pages carry two paintings across the stage. gray. and. 521 Where can Giocondo be? Long before light . while the paintings are carried past. ! And to the clouds that float across the sky. and yearning in each wave. and earthly happiness. every shepherd sought his shepherd. Each has the soul which to each one he gave! From naked cliffs. high." The pupils rise. . Who doth not trust his word implicitly? Batista. conqueror of matter. He filled with life the sombre. He On slipped out through the door ere ye awoke his pale brow the kiss of Love's delight. foam-crested. yearning grew. And. great of heart. TiTiANELLO. A mo^nent of silence. And clambering ivy round the beeches crept. where the yellow waters silent slept. Till And Batista. roaring .1 the lives when he is gone. wave. wise in simplicity? Antonio. In idle reveries. . — that of " Venus with the Flowers/' and great" Bacchanalia. a soul he gave And in the pale expanse of filmy white. Who A .THE DEATH OF TITIAN Pakis. In soft gray mountains that go rolling by. lifeless grove. Or tremble at his knowdedge injEinite? Paris. holding their caps in their hands. .. Meaning he found. desolate. like a child. forlorn From each dark-green. All rose and silver through the evening sky. Who now shall judge us masters of our art? TiTiANELLO.

. and of rolling waves to see! Above all else our own.522 THE GERMAN CLASSICS From dreams born. or Spring's early gleam — Or yet the dreams we dream in sleeping hours Of light-haired njinphs beside a crystal stream. And what is round us in our waking hours Nought of its mystic beauty had received Till in his wondrous soul it was conceived! Antonio. Or what a mirror What to light — young maid the flowers the sun's bright. a medium suited to the end — all beauty saw herself aright! This nature found in his great spirit's height! Arouse us. To grasp the flash of jewels. warming An '' eye. 'Twas he that filled us with the golden light. Of women. life to behold. lifeless woods are E'en from the sorrow of each blasted oak Through his great art some human soul awoke — Paris. What music for the soul that sleeping lies. that in black. the Soul of Night where 'er it spoke We were aroused from darkness by his hand. and gold. And know ! And taught us to enjoy the passing hours As though they were a pageant of delight. What dancing for fair. . to a fair. make of us a Bacchanal! " Cry all the living. The hidden beauty and the shape of flowers. graceful bodies is What torch-light for the joyous masquerade. Something of Life that made us understand. And quail before his eye. Soothing it by its rhythmic harmonies. and prostrate fall! Wherein [While Antonio is speaking the three girls have stepped silently from the door and . that before him bend. To understand what each man looks to see — As lofty bridges. silk.

deep and warm. Is he alone? Shall we not go to him? . Only Titianello. Because our understanding came from him! (Bitterly. young girls of nineteen and seventeen. There is something about her which resembles a boy.) they'll ne'er Yet understand it there below! Desiderio (to the maidens). All waving in the What beauty we Where white-winged twilight air! can find in yon blue bay dreamy ships smooth gliding sail away! [Titianello.^ Titianello. bearing a wine pitcher and cups of chased silver. they have gold arm-bands shaped like snakes on their bare arms above the elbow. Cassandra's hair is light blond. Paris. All the others turn. Lavinia's blond hair is inclosed in a golden head-net. clinging material. sandals and gold belts. Cassandra and Lisa. who has been standing absent-mindedly . and Lisa ivears a yelloiv rose-bud in her dark hair.THE DEATH OP TITIAN 523 stand listening.'] Antonio. The golden girdle that surrounds your form We feel. and a little to one side. just as Gianino reminds one of a girl. wear simple white dresses made of soft. The fragrance it exhales through all the air! The ivory whiteness of each pure-shaped limb. tvithout taking any part in the conversation. To us those distant trees how wondrous fair. seems to notice them. as we feel music. Behind them a page enters. to the maidens ivhom he has greeted with a slight inclination of the head. How we admire the lustre of your hair. she wears the rich costume of a Venetian Patrician.

Suddenly he throws himself at Lavinia's feet. Lavinia. '"^TiTiANELLo. strange. Where others laugh aloud. Gianino takes a step toward TiTiANELLO. and saw about him stand . She strokes Gianino 's head. has risen to his feet.] Gianino (slowly).] . Death Horror seizes me Death. the wind that w^hispered in their we.] steps. during the last words. is very pale.524 Lavinia. when I awoke The first word that mine ear perceived was ''Death!" [He shudders.] [All are silent. shall think that we must die! For once I saw how men went singing past. ! ! A host And And I shall stand aloof with gloomy stare. Forevermore. Lavinia I've never stood so close to Death before! I never shall forget that we must die. And heard boughs ! of living men. and silently. And led with them a man condemned to death He staggered by. and. 'Mid this wild beauty. Could Death in this great silence but unfold His wings above him in the sunset's glow. friends. divine! Gianino has awaked. An awful darkness settles on the world! [Lavinia stands erect. so none need go. and trees that swayed. who is standing a little in front of the He — others. [All are silent. we too go that road! I slept. shuddering. Lavinia. THE GERMAN CLASSICS He wishes no one. then stops. and looks anxiously from one to the other. her eyes fixed on the clear and brilliant sky. — and presses ! his face against her knees. but a little space There on the and yet.

An old. while there. follows the others. silently. Greet this life! Hail. [his voice 'Tis done! is The cur- tain falls. less silence and. hail to him who. . within. I see no darkness. nor meditates upon his lot. Titianello leading the drawn way. yonder a star Begins to shine on high.THE DEATH OF TITIAN Lavinia. but vioAll hurry tip the steps in breathlently.] . caught in Life's great net Breathes deep.^ GiANiNo {stUl kneeling. 'Tis not the last step brings our weariness.] Lavinia (speaks on with growing emotion). .) rises and follows the others. Abandoning himself to that great stream Which bears him to the further shore [She stops suddenly. but a butterfly 525 Unfolding brilliant wings. and . . and looks around. . But rather makes us feel it [While she is speaking with her hack to the door of the house an unseen hand has the curtain aside. she turns. enter the house. and shuddering [He muffled']. old man goes to his peaceful rest! . realizing ivhat has occurred.

Where they bide as in seats accustomed. [526] . And the light unto the heavy As to air and earth are fettered: * Translator : Cbarles Wharton Stork. That ancestors on whom the earth is piled — Are yet a part of me like my own hair. still upon my cheek I feel their breath: How can it be that days which seem so near Are gone. INTERDEPENDENCE * Many men no doubt must die below-decks Where the heavy oars of the ship are plying. Others dwell above beside the tiller Know Many the flight of birds and the lore of star-lands. : A And that this I. and This lost in death! is a thing that none may fully grasp. the queens of vision. unchecked by years. At the roots of the labyrinthine life-tree Others have their place appointed With the sibjds. has come Across into me from a little child Like some uncanny creature strangely dumb : — That I existed centuries past somewhere. Yet from j^onder lives a shadow falleth On the happier lives of the others. forever gone. Head untroubled and hand unburdened. with w^eighted limbs must lie forever . too dreadful for the trivial tear thing That all things glide away from out our clasp.ON MUTABILITY* ^^^^^^TILL.

Marble fount and statue stand Deep in groves of bloom protected. But before us lies a land Where the ripened fruits reflected In the tranquil waters glow. And my One share in more than merely lyre. fates with Many mine are interwoven. And * the gentle breezes blow. it is Subtly mingled flow the threads of being. Translator : Charles Wharton Stork. From the crags the boulders leap.HOFMANNSTHAL From : POEMS 527 the weariness of forgotten peoples Vainly would I liberate mine eyelids. life's narrow flame or thin-toned TRAVEL SONG * Mad the torrent foams below us. Down the ravine boldly sweep. . Or would keep my startled soul at distance From the silent fall of far-oif planets. Eagles. threatening to o 'erthrow us.






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