X hits on this document

PDF document

Translated by R.D. Boylan Edited by Nathen Haskell Dole - page 69 / 106





69 / 106


sentiment, the whole village murmurs at the misfortune; and I hope the vicar’s wife will soon find, by the cessation of the villagers’ presents, how much she has wounded the feelings of the neighborhhood. It was she who did it, the wife of the present incumbent (our good old man is dead), a tall, sickly creature who is so far right to disregard the world, as the world totally disregards her. The silly being affects to be learned, pretends to examine the canonical books, lends her aid to- ward the new-fashioned reformation of Christendom, moral and critical, and shrugs up her shoulders at the mention of Lavater’s enthusiasm. Her health is destroyed, on account of which she is prevented from having any enjoyment here be-

what can we poor peasants do?” But one thing has happened well. The steward and the vicar (who, for once, thought to reap some advantage from the caprices of his wife) intended to divide the trees between them. The revenue-office, being informed of it, revived an old claim to the ground where the trees had stood, and sold them to the best bidder. There they still lie on the ground. If I were the sovereign, I should know how to deal with them all, vicar, steward, and revenue-office. Sovereign, did I say? I should, in that case, care little about the trees that grew in the country.


low. Only such a creature could have cut down my walnut trees! I can never pardon it. Hear her reasons.The falling leaves made the court wet and dirty; the branches obstructed the light; boys threw stones at the nuts when they were ripe, and the noise affected her nerves; and disturbed her profound meditations, when she was weighing the difficulties of Kennicot, Semler, and Michaelis. Finding that all the parish, particularly the old people, were displeased, I asked “why they allowed it?” “Ah, sir!” they replied, “when the steward orders,

ONLY TO GAZE upon her dark eyes is to me a source of happi- ness! And what grieves me, is, that Albert does not seem so happy as he —hoped to be —as I should have been —if —I am no friend to these pauses, but here I cannot express it otherwise; and probably I am explicit enough.


Document info
Document views153
Page views153
Page last viewedMon Oct 24 04:36:53 UTC 2016