Our travellers soon sallied forth from their hotel, impatient to drink the strength-giving watersof the fountains. They continued their walk far up the valley under the poplars. The new grain was waving in the fields; the birds singing in the trees and in the air; and every thing seemed glad, save a poor old man, who came tottering2 out of the woods, with a heavy bundle of sticks on his shoulders.
Returning upon their steps, they passed down the valley and through the long street to the tumble-down old Lutheran church. A flight of stone steps leads from the street to the green terrace or platform on which the church stands, and which, in ancient times, was the churchyard, or as the Germans more devoutly3 say, God's-acre; where generations are scattered4 like seeds, and that which is sown in corruption5 shall be raised hereafter in incorruption. On the steps stood an old man,--a very old man,--holding a little girl by the hand. He took off his greasy6 cap as they passed, and wished them good day. His teeth were gone; he could hardly articulate a syllable7. The Baron8 asked him how old the church was. Hegave no answer; but when the question was repeated, came close up to them, and taking off his cap again, turned his ear attentively9, and said;
"I am hard of hearing."
"Poor old man," said Flemming; "He is as much a ruin as the church we are entering. It will not be long before he, too, shall be sown as seed in this God's-acre!"
The little girl ran into a house close at hand, and brought out the great key. The church door swung open, and, descending10 a few steps, they passed through a low-roofed passage into the church. All was in ruin. The gravestones in the pavement were started from their places; the vaults11 beneath yawned; the roof above was falling piecemeal12; there were rents in the old tower; and mysterious passages, and side doors with crazy flights of wooden steps, leading down into the churchyard. Amid all this ruin, one thing only stood erect13; it was a statue of a knight14 in armour15, standing16 in a niche17 under the pulpit.
"Who is this?" said Flemming to the old sexton; "who is this, that stands here so solemnly in marble, and seems to be keeping guard over the dead men below?"
"I do not know," replied the old man; "but I have heard my grandfather say it was the statue of a great warrior18!"
"There is history for you!" exclaimed the Baron. "There is fame! To have a statue of marble, and yet have your name forgotten by the sexton of your parish, who can remember only, that he once heard his grandfather say, that you were a great warrior!"
Flemming made no reply, for he was thinking of the days, when from that old pulpit, some bold reformer thundered down the first tidings of a new doctrine19, and the roof echoed with the grand old hymns20 of Martin Luther.
When he communicated his thoughts to the Baron, the only answer he received was;
"After all, what is the use of so much preaching? Do you think the fishes, that heard the sermon of St. Anthony, were any better than thosewho did not? I commend to your favorable notice the fish-sermon of this saint, as recorded by Abraham à Santa Clara. You will find it in your favorite Wonder-Horn."
Thus passed the day at Langenschwalbach; and the evening at the Allée-Saal was quite solitary21; for as yet no company had arrived to fill its chambers22, or sit under the trees before the door. The next morning even Flemming and the Baron were gone; for the German's heart was beating with strong desire to embrace his sister; and the heart of his friend cared little whither he went, sobeit he were not too much alone.
After a few hours' drive, they were looking down from the summit of a hill right upon the house-tops of Ems. There it lay, deep sunk in the hollow beneath them, as if some inhabitant of Sirius, like him spoken of in Voltaire's tale of Micromegas, held it in the hollow of his hand. High and peaked rise the hills, that throw their shadows into this romantic valley, and at their base winds the river Lahn. Our travellersdrove through the one long street, composed entirely24 of hotels and lodging-houses. Sick people looked out of the windows, as they passed. Others were walking leisurely25 up and down, beneath the few decapitated trees, which represent a public promenade26; and a boy, with a blue frock and crimson27 cap, was driving three donkeys down the street. In short, they were in a fashionable watering-place; as yet sprinkled only by a few pattering drops of the summer rain of strangers, which generally follows the first hot days.
On alighting at the London Hotel, the Baron found--not his sister, but only a letter from her, saying she had changed her mind and gone to the Baths of Franconia. This was a disappointment, which the Baron pocketed with the letter, and said not a word more about either. It was his way; his life-philosophy in small things and great. In the evening, they went to an æsthetic tea, at the house of the Frau Kranich, the wife of a rich banker of Frankfort.
"I must tell you about this Frau Kranich," said the Baron to Flemming, on the way. "She is a woman of talent and beauty, and just in the prime of life. But, unfortunately, very ambitious. Her mania28 is, to make a figure in the fashionable world; and to this end she married a rich banker of Frankfort, old enough to be her father, not to say her grandfather, hoping, doubtless, that he would soon die; for, if ever a woman wished to be a widow, she is that woman. But the old fellow is tough and won't die. Moreover, he is deaf, and crabbed29, and penurious30, and half the time bed-ridden. The wife is a model of virtue31, notwithstanding her weakness. She nurses the old gentleman as if he were a child. And, to crown all, he hates society, and will not hear of his wife's receiving or going into company."
"How, then, can she give soirées?" asked Flemming.
"I was just going to tell you," continued the Baron. "The gay lady has no taste for long evenings with the old gentleman in the back chamber;--for being thus chained like a criminal under Mezentius, face to face with a dead body. So she puts him to bed first, and--"
"Yes, I dare say; and then gives herself a soirée, without his knowing any thing about it. This course of deception33 is truly hateful in itself, and must be particularly so to her, for she is not a low, or an immoral34 woman; but one of those who, not having strength enough to complete the sacrifice they have had strength enough to commence, are betrayed into a life of duplicity and falsehood."
They had now reached the house, and were ushered35 into a room gaily36 lighted and filled with guests. The hostess came forward to receive them, dressed in white, and sailing down the room like a swan. When the customary salutations had passed and Flemming had been duly presented, the Baron said, not without a certain degree of malice37;
"And, my dear Frau Kranich, how is your good husband to night?"
This question was about as discreet38 as a cannon-ball. But the lady replied in the simplicity39 of her heart, and not in the least disconcerted;
"The same as ever, my dear Baron. It is astonishing how he holds out. But let us not talk of these things now. I must introduce your friend to his countryman, the Grand Duke of Mississippi; alike remarkable40 for his wealth, his modesty41, and the extreme simplicity of his manners. He drives only six horses. Besides, he is known as a man of learning and piety;--has his private chapel42, and private clergyman, who always preaches against the vanity of worldly riches. He has also a private secretary, whose sole duty is to smoke to him, that he may enjoy the aroma43 of Spanish cigars, without the trouble of smoking."
"Decidedly a man of genius!"
Here Flemming was introduced to his illustrious countryman; a person who seemed to consist chiefly of linen44, such a display did he make of collar, bosom45, and wristbands.
"Pray, Mr. Flemming, what do you think of that Rembrandt?" said he, pointing to a picture onthe wall. "Exquisite46 picture! The grandeur47 of sentiment and splendor48 of chiaroscuro49 are of the first order. Just observe the liquidity50 of the water, and the silveryness of the clouds! Great power! There is a bravura51 of handling in that picture, Sir, which requires the eye of the connoisseur52 to appreciate."
"Yes, a most undoubted--copy!"
And here their conversation ended; for at that moment the little Moldavian Prince Jerkin made his way through the crowd, with his snuff-box as usual in his hand, and hurried up to Flemming whom he had known in Heidelberg. He was eager to let every one know that he spoke23 English, and in his haste began by making a mistake.
"Good bye! Good bye! Mr. Flemming!" said he, instead of good evening. "I am ravished to see you in Ems. Nice place;--all that there is of most nice. I drink my water and am good! Do you not think the Frau Kranich has a very beautiful leather?"
He meant skin. Flemming laughed outright53; but it was not perceived by the Prince, because at that moment he was pushed aside, in the rush of a gallopade, and Flemming beheld54 his face no more. At the same moment the Baron introduced a friend of his, who also spoke English and said;
"You will sup with me to-night. I have some Rhine-wine, which will be a seduction to you."
Soon after, the Baron stood with an impassioned, romantic lady leaning on his arm, examining a copy of Raphael's Fornarina.
"Ach! I wish I had been the Fornarina," sighed the impassioned, romantic lady.
"Then, my dear Madam," replied the Baron, "I wish I had been Raphael."
And so likewise said to himself a very tall man with fiery55 red hair, and fancy whiskers, who was waltzing round and round in one spot, and in a most extraordinary waistcoat; thus representing a fiery, floating-light, to warn men of the hidden rocks, on which the breath of vanity drives them shipwreck56. At length, his partner, tired of spinning, sank upon a sofa, like a child's top, when it reels and falls.
"You do not like the waltz?" said an elderly French gentleman, remarking the expression of Flemming's countenance57.
"O yes; among the figurantes of the Opera. But I confess, it sometimes makes me shudder58 to see a young rake clasp his arms round the waist of a pure and innocent girl. What would you say, were you to see him sitting on a sofa with his arms round your wife?"
"Mere59 prejudice of education," replied the French gentleman. "I know that situation. I have read all about it in the Bibliothèque de Romans Choisis!"
And merrily went the dance; and bright eyes and flushed cheeks were not wanting among the dancers;
"And they waxed red, and waxed warm,
And rested, panting, arm in arm,"
and the Strauss-walzes sounded pleasantly in the ears of Flemming, who, though he never danced, yet, like Henry of Ofterdingen, in the Romance of Novalis, thought to music. The wheeling waltz set the wheels of his fancy going. And thus the moments glided60 on, and the footsteps of Time were not heard amid the sound of music and voices.
But suddenly this scene of gayety was interrupted. The door opened wide; and the short figure of a gray-haired old man presented itself, with a flushed countenance and wild eyes. He was but half-dressed, and in his hand held a silver candlestick without a light. A sheet was wound round his head, like a turban; and he tottered61 forward with a vacant, bewildered look, exclaiming;
"I am Mahomet, the king of the Jews!"
At the same moment he fell in a swoon; and was borne out of the room by the servants. Flemming looked at the lady of the festival, and she was deadly pale. For a moment all was confusion; and the dance and the music stopped. Theimpression produced on the company was at once ludicrous and awful. They tried in vain to rally. The whole society was like a dead body, from which the spirit has departed. Ere long the guests had all dispersed62, and left the lady of the mansion63 to her mournful, expiring lamps, and still more mournful reflections.
"Truly," said Flemming, to the Baron, as they wended their way homeward, "this seems not like reality; but like one of the sharp contrasts we find in novels. Who shall say, after this, that there is not more romance in real life, than we find written in books!"
"Not more romance," said the Baron, "but a different romance."
A still more tragic64 scene had been that evening enacted65 in Heidelberg. Just as the sun set, two female figures walked along the romantic woodland path-way, leading to the Angel's Meadow, a little green opening on the brow of one of the high hills, which see themselves in the Neckar and hear the solemn bells of Kloster-Neuburg. The evening shadows were falling broad and long; and the cuckoo began to sing.
`Cuckoo! Cuckoo!
Tell me true,
Tell me fair and fine,
How long must I unmarried pine!' "
It was the voice of an evil spirit, that spoke in the person of Madeleine; and the pale and shrinking figure, that walked by her side, and listened to those words, was Emma of Ilmenau. A young man joined them, where the path turns into the thick woodlands; and they disappeared among the shadowy branches. It was the Polish Count.
The forget-me-nots looked up to heaven with their meek67 blue eyes, from their home in the Angel's Meadow. Calmly stood the mountain of All-Saints, in its majestic68, holy stillness;--the river flowed so far below, that the murmur69 of itswaters was not heard;--there was not a sigh of the evening wind among the leaves,--not a sound upon the earth nor in the air;--and yet that night there fell a star from heaven!
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