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company so suddenly of your intention. Now it is a common topic of conversation,
À SEEKER. and your excellent project loses its first naïve charm."
“I AM twenty-eight years old, and when Eric replied with great decision, that we I review my life, it seems to me so far to must allow the deed resolved upon in med- have been only a search. One occupation itation to come into the cold sharp air of leaves so many faculties dormant, and yet the critical understanding.
the torture of making a choice must come Clodwig again gazed at him fixedly, ap- to an end; and in every calling of life the parently surprised that this man should be entire manhood may be maintained and so well armed at all points; and placing called forth into action. his small hand upon a portfolio before him “I am the child of a perfectly happy as if he were writing down something new, marriage, and you know what that means. he resumed:
I shared, from my third year, the education " I have, to-day, been confirmed anew in of the Prince Leonhard. There was a peran old opinion. "People generally regard petual opposition between us, the reason of private employment as a degradation, re- which I did not discover until later, when gardless of the consideration that the im- an open breach occurred. I then saw for portant thing is in what spirit one serves, the first time, that a sort of dissimulation, and not whom he serves. • I serve,' is the which does not agree with good comrademotto of my maternal ancestors."
ship, had made me outwardly deferential, The old man paused, and Eric did not and inwardly uneasy and irritated. Perknow whether he was going on, or waited haps nothing is more opposed to the very for a reply; but Clodwig continued: “It nature of a child than a perpetual deference is regarded as highly honorable when a and compliant acquiescence. general officer or state official undertakes “I entered the military school, where I the education of a prince; but is it any the received marked respect, because I had less honorable to engage in the work of ed- been the comrade of the prince, My father ucating thirty peasant lads, or to devote was there my special instructor, and there one's self as you do, to the bringing up of I lived two years with your brother-in-law. this wealthy youth? And now I have one I was not distinguished as a scholar. request to make of you."
“One of the happiest days of my life My only desire is to grant it."
was the one on which I wore my epaulets Will you tell me as exactly as possible for the first time; and though the day on how you have so-I mean, how you have which I laid aside my uniform was not less become what you are?”
happy, I am not yet free from inconsistency. Most willingly; and I will deserve the I cannot to this day see a battery of artilhonor of being allowed to speak so unre- lery pass by without feeling my heart beat servedly, by not being too modest. I will quicker. speak to you as to myself.”
“ I travel backwards and forwards, and I Clodwig rang a bell that stood upon the pray you to excuse disconnected narration. table, and servant entered. " Robert, I have, to-day, been through such a various what room is assigned to the doctor?” experience; but I will now endeavor to tell “ The brown one directly over the count's my story more directly and concisely. chamber." "Let the captain have the bal “Soon after I became lieutenant, my pacony chamber.” “ If the count will par-rents removed to the university city; I was don me, the luggage of Leonhard, Prince now left alone. I was for a whole year of Saxony, is still in that room.
." "No contented with myself and happy, like matter; and, one thing more, I desire not every one around me. I can remember to be interrupted until I ring."
now the very hour of a beautiful autumn The servant departed, and Clodwig set- afternoon, - I still see the tree, and hear tled himself in the arm-chair, drawing a the magpie in its branches, — when I sudplush sofa-blanket over his knees; then he denly reined in my horse, and something said, “ If I shut my eyes, do not think that within me asked, 'What art thou doing in I am asleep."
the world ? training thyself and thy recruits In the manner with which Clodwig now to kill thy fellow-men in the most scientific bade Eric speak out frankly, there was a manner?' trustful kindness, very far removed from all “ Allow me to ask one question,” Clodpatronizing condescension; it expressed, wig mildly interrupted. “Did the military rather, an intimate sympathy and a most school never seem to you a school of men, hearty confidence. Eric began.
and part of your profession?"
Eric was confused, and replied in the beaming glance. After a short pause, negative; then collecting his thoughts, he Clodwig nodded to Eric, then folded his resumed : " I sought to drive away oppres- arms again on his breast, laid his head back, sive thoughts, but they would not leave nodded again, and closed his eyes. Eric me. I had fallen out with myself and my continued : occupation. I cannot tell you how useless “When I first went through the streets to myself and to the world I seemed to be, in a civilian's dress, I felt as if I were walk- all was empty, bare, desolate. There ing naked before the eyes of men, as one were days when I was ashamed of my dress, sometimes seems to be in troubled dreams. that I, a sound, strong man, should be loaf- In such a helpless, forlorn state of feeling, ing about so well dressed, my horse perhaps one grows superstitious, and is easily govconsuming the oats of some poor man.” erned by the merest accidents. The first
“ That is morbid,” Clodwig struck in person who met me, and stared at me, as if with vehemence.
doubting who I was, was my former captain, "I see it is now; but then it was differ- who had left the service, and was superinent in the first stress of feeling. The Cri- tendent of a House of Correction for men. mean war broke out, and I asked for a fur- He had seen the notice of my discharge, lough, in order to become acquainted with and remembering some of my former atactual war. My commander, Prince Leon- tempts in that direction, asked whether I hard, at the rifle-practice, casually asked meant to devote myself entirely to poetry. me which army I meant to join ; and before I answered in the negative, and he told me I could reply, he added, in a caustic tone, that he was looking for an assistant. My Would you prefer to enlist with the light decision was soon made; I would conseFrench or the heavy Englishman?' My crate myself to the care and elevation of tongue was tied, and I perceived clearly my fallen fellow-men., After entering on my own want of a clear understanding of my new occupation I wrote to my parents. my position. How mere a cipher was I, My father replied to me, that he appreciatstanding there without any knowledge of ed my efforts, but foresaw with certainty myself or the world! My outer relations that my natural love of beauty would make shared in the total ruin of my inner being a life among criminals unbearable to me; Must I relate to you all these petty annoy- he was right. I tried with all my might to ances? I deserved to have them, for there keep in subjection a longing for the higher was in me nothing but contradiction, and luxuries of life, but in vain. I was without my whole life was one single great lie. A that peculiar natural vein, or perhaps had uniform had been given me; I was not my- not reached that elevated standpoint which, self, and I was a poor soldier, for I aban- enables one to look upon and to treat all doned myself to the study of philosophy, the aspects of life as so many natural pheand wished to solve the riddle of life. "I nomena. In my captain's uniform I received am of a peculiarly companionable, sympa- more respect from the prisoners than in my thetic nature, and yet the continued life citizen's dress. This experience was a sort among my fellow-soldiers had become an of nightmare to me. Life among the conimpossibility:
victs, who were either hardened brutes or * I bore it two years, then asked for my cunning hypocrites, became a hell to me, discharge ; which I received, with the rank and this hell had one peculiar torment. Í of Captain, out of respect to my parents, I fell into a mood of morbid self-criticsm, bethink. I was free, at last, and yet, as I cause I could not forget the world, but was said before, it saddened me to break away constantly trying to guess the thoughts of from my life.
others. I tormented myself by imagining “I was free! It was strange to look out what men said of my course. In their eyes into the world and say, World, what do you I seemed to myself now an idealistic vagawant of me? What must I do for you? bond, if you will allow the expression. This Here are a thousand employments; which I was not, and would not be, and above all, shall I take? I was ready for anything. I was determined that my enemies and deI had a fine voice, and many people thought riders should not have the triumph of seethat I might become a professional singer, ing me the wreck of a fickle and purposeand I received overtures to that effect. less existence. But my own inclination led in a very differ “Ah, I vexed myself unnecessarily; for ent direction. An earnest longing pos- who has time or inclination to look for a sessed me to make some sacrifice for my man who has disappeared ! Men bury the fellow-men. Had I been a devout believer dead, and go back to their every-day work, I think I should have become a monk.” and so they bury the living too. I'do not
Clodwig opened his eyes and met Eric's reproach thein for it, it must be 'so.
“It became clear to me that I was not fitted | literature, and every aspiration for the for the calling I had chosen. I lived too beautiful which had idealized the poet's vomuch within myself, and tried in every cation for me found satisfaction in my inevent to study the foundation and growth troduction to the classic world. •Every of character of those around me, not will man may glory in his industry,' says the ing to acknowledge that the nature and ac- poet. I worked faithfully, and felt only in tions of men do not develope themselves so my father's house the happiness of a child, logically as I had thought." Besides, I was and in my youth the joy of mental growth. too passionate, and possessed by a constant My father hoped that success would be longing for the beautiful.
granted me where he had failed; he made "I thought of emigrating to the New me heir of those ideas which he could neithWorld, but what should I do there? Was er establish as scientific truth, nor impart it worth while to have borne such varied from his professor's chair. If there ever experiences and struggles in order to turn were a happy home, made holy by lofty asa bit of the primeval forest into a corn-piration, it was my parents' house. There field ? Still, one consideration drew me my younger brother died, now very nearly toward America. My father's only broth- a year ago; my father, who already was er, the proprietor of á manufactory of jew- sorely sick at heart, with all his stoic fortielry, lived there, but was quite lost to us. tude could not bear this blow. It is two He had loved my mother's sister, but his months since he also died. I kept down the suit was somewhat harshly rejected, and he anguish of my bereavement, finished my left Europe for the New World. He cast studies, and received my doctor's degree a off all connection with his home and family, few days ago. My mother and I formed and turned out of his house in New York a various plans, but have not yet decided friend of my father's who guardedly men- upon any. I made this excursion to the tioned us to him. He would hear nothing Rhine in compliance with my mother's adof us, nor even of Europe. I imagined vice, for I have been working very hard; that I could reconcile my uncle, and you on my return we meant to come to some know that a man in desperate circumstances decision. I met your brother-in-law, and looks for salvation to the most adventurous I feel it my duty not to turn away from the undertakings.
opening which has offered. I am ready to * My good father helped me. What he enter into private service, knowing what I had always recognized as my true vocation, undertake, and believing that I am thorfrom which I had turned blinded by the at- oughly equipped for it. There was a time tractions of army life, I now saw plainly: when I thought I could find satisfaction only A thirst for loneliness arose within me; I in working for some great public interest'; felt that I must find some spot of earth now I should be content to educate a sinwhere no disturbing tone could penetrate gle human being, still more co-operate in the inner life, where I could immerse my-training to a fitness for his great duties one self in solitude. This solitude which is in- who, by his future lordship over vast posclusive of all true life, study, the world of sessions, represents in himself manifold huletters, now offered to me. My father helped man interests. me, while showing me that my past life was “I have come to the end of my story. I not wasted, but must give me a new direc- do not wish that any one should think better tion and a peculiar success, He brought of me than I deserve, but I also wish to me a birth-day gift which I had received in pass for what I believe I am. I am neither my cradle; the senate of the University, modest nor conceited; I may be in dangerin which he had lectured before his appoint- ous ignorance, for I do not in the least ment as tutor of the prince, had bestowed know how I am regarded by others; I have upon me soon after my birth its certificate shown only what I find in myself by honest of matriculation, as a new-born prince re- self-examination. I mean to be a teacher. ceives a military commission.”
He who would live in the spirit, and has not Clodwig laughed heartily, rubbed his the artist's creative power, must be a eyes, leaned forward with both hands on teacher; for the teacher is, so to speak, the his knees, looked kindly at Eric, and begged artisan of the higher being, and, like every him to go on.
artisan, is so much the better workman, or “ I have little more to tell you. I soon teacher, the more of the artist spirit he has schooled myself, or rather my father schooled and uses. A thought is the best gift which me, to live for universal ends, and to put man can bestow upon man, and what I give aside all personal aims as much as possible. my pupil is no longer my own. But parI devoted myself to the study of ancient don me for having fallen into this vein of
preaching. I have shown you my whole “I give you my hand again. This hand Tife, as well as I can; where I have left any shall never be withdrawn from you, so long gaps, pray question me.”
as it has life. I had something else in view * Nothing further is needed,” said Clod- for you, but now I cannot and need not wig, rising, and quietly laying aside the speak of it; I will subdue my own wishes. sofa-blanket. "Only one question. Have Enough; press on quietly and firmly toyou never had the desire to marry, or has wards your goal; whatever I can do to help that not entered into your plans ? " you reach it, you have a right to demand.
“No, I shall not marry. I have heard Remember you have a claim upon me in so many men say, “Yes, ideals, I had them every situation and condition of your life. too, but now I live in and for my family. You cannot yet estimate what you have I will not sacrifice everything higher to the and are still giving me. Good night, my caprice of a pretty woman. I know that I dear young friend." am at variance with the world; I cannot The count hastily withdrew, as if to dissemble, nor can I change my own way avoid any further emotion. Eric stood of thinking, nor bring others over to mine. still, looking at the empty chair and the I have set myself a difficult life-task, which sofa-blanket as if all were a dream, until a can be best carried out alone."
servant cảme and in a very respectful manClodwig stepped quickly towards Eric ner conducted him to his room. and said :
The Pyramid and the Bible. By a Clergy- tects in the poor rhetoric of the London divine. man. Edmonston and Douglas.
The book is, at all events, a “curiosity of litera
ture,” and well deserves perusal. This is a very thoughtful and ingenious little
Spectator. volume. The writer, who does not give his name, has made a special study of all that has in recent times been written about the “Great Pyr- Lyra Sacra Americana. Sampson Low and
Co. amid” by Taylor, Piazzi Smyth, and others. His information, consequently, is perfectly re AMERICA as yet has no very deep fountains of liable, and it is remarkable to find how much poetry from which to draw. She gives us of her matter the author puts into a few pages, while best as far as she can, and on the whole the gift yet none of his statements suffer from the com- is a worthy one.. In this little volume there are pression. That the Great Pyramid was erected several pieces of real merit and beauty. Phoebe by an anti-idolatrous monarch (Cheops) some Cary writes verses about which we only regret 4,000 years ago; that it was constructed at a par- the impossibility of inserting them at length. ticular astronomical conjuncture, which could Mrs. Sigourney has lines which may stand side not be repeated until after the lapse of 25,000 by side with our best hymns. Whittier and years -- a period said to be represented by the Pierpoint, too, have both contributed good verses; united inches of the two diagonals of the base of but there is only too much which rises at best to the pyramid; that the sun's distance from the a very low level. Notwithstanding all that Emearth was known to the architect of the pyramid, erson and others have said or written, it remains and that thus, by special illumination, the cal- true that the inner depths of spiritual life have culations of the latest science were anticipated; yet to be broken up in America, and till they that the solitary relic found in one of the two in- are, with much of their poetry as with much of terior chambers of the pyramid, an arca, or chest, their theology, we must rest unsatisfied. is a metrical standard with which our own Eng
Spectator. lish measures correspond, are a few of the affirmations made by this clergyman and endorsed by Professor P. Smyth in a prefatory note. Of Zenobia, Queen of Palmyra. By Rev. W. course, if these and other statements could be
Ware. Warne. scientifically demonstrated, the Great Pyramid This is an old friend, well known and well would have an additional claim to being desig- loved in our youth, when it bore the name, which nated, as it was one of the Seven Wonders of the was, we believe, its original name, and which we World; but that the demonstration, if made, cannot see any reason for changing, of “ Letters would indicate that the Millennium is even at from Palmyra.” We have looked through the the door is not so very clear to us. Our author book again, and are happy to believe that our old accepts the antiquated notions about Edenic and liking was justified, not only by the interest of Noahic dispensations in the past, and as far as the story and by the picturesqueness of the writwe can gather, has fancies about the future not ing, which are undeniable, but by its general very different from those of Dr. Cummings. But fidelity to historical truth. It is a capital roin spite of these, he shows himself to be domi- mance, and we should be sorry to think so ill of nated by a sense of justice and of the fatherly the rising generation as not to believe that it will goodness of the Almighty which one never de- please them.
BOOK THE THIRD.
santé. It was an unfortunate time for the mistress of the house to be invalided when
Meriton was full of guests, and Julia had MADELEINE LENDS A HAND.
made a number of engagements. Stephen
Haviland was one of that numerous class It is pleasant to persons of ill-condi- of men who are invariably out of temper tioned nature to know that they are objects when their wives are ill, who seem to reof envy. They like to excite that unamia- gard such illness as arising from the natuble feeling, and to keep it alive by the dis- ral perversity of women, and who make play of their exceptional advantages — of everybody about them uncomfortable or
. wealth, beauty, wit, accomplishments, pop- such occasions. He was deeply concerned ularity, whatever it may be in which they about Julia, and indeed unnecessarily are favoured beyond their fellows. Again, alarmed, as Madeleine and her father enthere are persons so incapable of feeling deayoured to convince him; but he was envy, that they do not understand the ex- also angry with her, and vented his vexaistence of the passion, they do not recog- tion by proposing measures which would nise its manifestations; when its spite and have been eminently disagreeable to her. bitterness are evident and hateful to others, The house must be cleared, he said, to them they are merely puzzling, uncom- everyone must go; of course it was unforfortable, unpleasant phenomena, felt with- tunate, but it could not be helped. There out being analysed. To the latter cate- was not the slightest occasion for anything gory Madeleine Burdett belonged. She of the kind, Julia maintained. The house knew that her cousins did not like her, but was so large and so well organised, everyshe did not know that they regarded her thing was arranged with such clock-work with envy which distorted every action of regularity, that there was not the least hers, magnifying girlish thoughtlessness in- reason for disturbing anyone because she to a crime, and assigning to the mere glee- had a heavy feverish cold, and must keep fulness and power of enjoyment proper her room for a few days. All their guests to her age and disposition, all the sinful- were intimate friends, and Mrs. Marsh was ness of inconsiderate levity and unprinci- in the house, to supply her place in any pled coquetry. She did not imagine that respect in which Madeleine might not sufthey could not hear her make the request fice. concerning her drawing-lessons which she So the people who were at Meriton rehad addressed to Stephen Haviland, with- mained there, and the projected amuseout setting it down to a desire to display ments were all carried out, and Julia kept her taste and accomplishments.
her room, sedulously cared for by Made• She is afraid Captain Medway may not leine, who understood her ways, and had know she is an artist,' said Angelina to no scruple in leaving her to the tolerably Clementina; and the two professed them- frequent solitude to which she never obselves shocked at the omnivorous vanity of jected, in illness or in health. Mrs. Marsh Madeleine, who never remembered Captain was in high good humour. She enjoyed Medway's existence when that officer was her span of seeming authority in her brothout of her sight.
er's house little' and · brief' as it was, exNeither did she, for some days, remem- ceedingly; and Madeleine quietly but efber the conversation she had had with her fectually guarded against its being felt by uncle, or that an artist was coming to anyone to be oppressive. Julia was not the Meriton. Her aunt was ill — a most un- sort of woman to feel at all sensitively that usual event; so unusual, indeed, as to cause she was not much missed by her guests, a sensation disproportionate to its impor- and that they contrived to employ and entance. Julia Haviland had sound health in joy themselves thoroughly, with no more general, and steady nerves. Her temper, reference to her than the regulation inquiry though not naturally gentle or equable, made every morning, and the regulation was well under her control, and she never hopes and wishes. She knew she would suffered from the discontent and irritabili- have felt in their case precisely as they felt ty which are such large components in the in hers, and she much preferred their podelicacy' that renders so many women lite indifference to her husband's sullen domestic nuisances. She valued health, solicitude. There had been so much and took care of herself. But Julia was smoothness in the life of Julia Haviland ill now, for all that, and disliked being so for many years - she had so long lost sight all the more because she was so unaccus of the rough paths through which her early tomed to it that she had none of the façons years had led her — that she now found it of a lady babituated to indulge in petite difficult to realise that things could ever go