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THE PORTER' S SON

 

 THE General' s family lived on the first floor thePorter's lived in the cellar there was a great distance between the twofamiliesthe whole of the groundfloorand thedifference inrank buttheylivedunderthe same roof and had thesame outlook to thestreet and theyard Inthe yardtherewasa grassplotwith a flowering acacia tree

when itdid flowerand under it sat sometimes the smartly- dressed nurse with the stillmore smartlydressed childthe General' s"Little Emily Before them thePorter's little boywith the brown eyesanddark hair used to dance on his bare feet and the child laughed andstretched out her little hands to himand when the General saw it from his window he nodded down to them and said"Charming" The General's lady who was so young thatshe could almost havebeenhis daughter by an earlier marriage never looked out to the yard but had given or-ders that the cellarfolks' littleboy might play for the child butmust not touch it Thenursekept strictly tothelady'sorders. And the sun shone in upon the people in the first floor and upon those in the cellar the acacia tree put forth its blossoms theyfelloffand new ones came again nextyearthetreebloomedandthePorter'slittleboy bloomed he looked like a fresh tulip The General'sdaughter grew delicate and palelike the pink leaf of the acacia flower She seldom came down now under the treeshe took herfresh air in the carriage She drove out with Mamma and she always nodded to the Porter's little George even kissedher fingers to him until her mother told herthat she was nowtoobigforthat

One forenoon he went up to the General's with the letters and papers which had been left in the Porter's lodge in the morning. As he went upstairs, past the door of the sand-hole, he heard something whimpering inside; he thought it was a chicken chirping there, but insteaditwastheGeneral's little daughter in muslin and lace

"Don't tell Papa and Mammafor they will beangry"

"What is the matter little miss" asked George. "It is all burning" said she" It is burning andblazing"

George opened the door to the little nursery thewindow curtain was almost all burned the curtain rod wasglowing and in flames Georgesprang up pulled it down and called to the people But for him there would havebeen a house on fire The General and his lady questioned little Emily" I only took one sin- glematch"said she"that burned at once and the curtain burned at once. I spat to put it out Ispat as hard asI could butI could not spit enoughand slIran outandhidmy self for Papa and Mamma would be so angry" "spit"said the General "what kind of a word is that When did you hear Papa or Mamma say 'spit' You have got that from downstairs"

But little George got a pennyThis did not go to the baker itwent into the savings box and soon there were so many shillings that he could buy himself a paintboxto paint his drawings and of these he had many Theyseemed to come out of his pencil and his finger-endsHe presented his first paintings to little Emily

"Charming" said the General the lady herself admitted that one could distinctly seewhatthelittle one had meant"He has Genius!" These were the words that the Porter's wife brought down into the cellar

The General and his wife werepeople of rank theyhad two coats of arms on their carriage onefor eachofthem The lady had hers on every piece of clothing outside and inside on her nightcapandnightdress bagHers was an expensive onebought by her father for shin-ing dollarsfor he had not been born with it nor she eithershehadcome too earlyseven years before the coat of arms. Most people could remember that but not the familyThe General' s coat of arms was old and big itmightwellmake one's bones crack to carry it to say noth- ingoftwo such coats andher ladyship's boned cracked when stiff and stately she drove to a court-ball

The General was old and grey but looked well onhorseback He knew that and he rode out every day with agroomat a respectful distance behind himWhen he came toapartyitwasasif he came riding on his high horse, and he had so many orders that it was inconceivablebut that was not his fault at allWhen quite a young man he had served in the armyhad been at the great autumn maneuverswhich thenwere held by the troops in the days ofpeaceAbout that time he had an anecdote the only one hehad to tellHis under-officer cut off and took prisoneroneofthe princes and thePrince with his little troop ofcaptured soldiers himself a prisoner had toride into thetown behind the GeneralItwas an event not tobe forgotten which alwaysthroughall the years was re-told bythe Generalwithjust the same memorable words which he hadusedwhenheretumedthePrince'ssabretohim "Only my subaltern couldhave taken your Highness prison-erInever"and the Prince answered"You are incompa- rable" The General had neverbeen in areal warwhen thatwent through the land hewent on the diplomatic path through three foreigncourtsHe spoke theFrench languagesothathealmost forgothisownhe danced well he rode wellorders grew on his coat in profusionsentinels presented arms to him and one of the most beautiful young girls presented herself to him and became hiswifeandthey had a charming babywhichseemed to have fallen down from Heaven it was so lovely and the Porter'ssondancedintheyardforherassoonasshecouldtake notice and gave her all his coloured pictures and shelooked at them and was delighted with them and tore them to piecesShe was sofine and so charming

"My roseleaf" said the General's lady"you areborn for a Prince"

The Prince already stood outside the doorbut they did not know it People cannot see very far beyond the doorstep

"The other day our boy shared his bread and butterwith her" said the porter's wife"there was neithercheese nor meat on it but she enjoyed it as if it had beenroastbeef" The General's People would have broughtthe house down if they had seen that feast but they didn't see it

George had shared his bread and butter with little Emily he would willingly have shared his heart with herif it would have pleased herHe was a good boyhe was clever and sprightly he now went to the evening class at the Academy to learn to draw properly Little Emily alsomade progress in learningshe talked French with hernurse and had a dancingmaster

"George will be confirmed at Easter" said the Porter's wifeGeorge was now so far advancde

"It would be sensible to put him to a trade" saidthe father"a nice trade it should be of course and sowe should have him out of the house"

"He will have to sleep at home at night" said themother"it is not easy to find a master who has room forhim to sleep clothestoowe must give himthe littlebit of food he eats is easily gothe is quite happy withone or two boiled potatoes he has free education tooJust let him go his own way you will see that he will bea pleasure to us the Professor said so"

The confirmation clothes were ready The motherherself had sewed them but they were cut out by the job-bing tailor and he cut well If he had only been in abetter position and had been able to have a workshop and workmen said the Porter's wifehe might very well have been court-tailor

The confirmation clothes were ready and the confirmant was readyOn the confirmation day George got a large pinchbeck watch from his godfatherthe flax-dealer'sold workman the richest of George's godfathersThe watch was old and tried it always went fastbut that is better than going slowIt was a costly presentand fromthe General' s came a Psalmbookbound in morocco sentfrom the little lady to whom George had presented his pieturesIn the front of the book stood his name and her name and "earnest well-wishes" It was written from the dictationof the General's lady and the General had read it throughand said"Charming"

"It was really a great attention from such grand gentlefolk" said the Porter's wife and George had to go upin his confirmation clothes and with the Psalmbook toshow himself and return thanks

The General's lady was much wrapped up and hadone of her bad headacheswhich she alwayshad when she was tired of thingsShe looked kindly at George andwishedhim everything good and never to have her headaches The General was in his dressinggown and wore a tassllea cap and red-topped Russian bootsHe went up and down the floor three times in thoughts and memories of his ownstood still and said "So little George is now a Christian man Let him be also an honest man and honour his superiors Some day as an old man you can say that the General taught you that sentence"

This was a longer speech than he usually made andhe returned again to his meditation and looked dignifiedBut of all that George heard or saw up there he kept most clearly in his thoughts the little Miss Emily how charmingshe was how gentle how light and how fragile If shewas to be painted it must be in a soapbubble There wasa fragrance about her clothes about her curly goldenhair as if she was a freshblossomed rosetreeand withher he had once shared his bread and butterShe had eat en it with a hearty appetiteand nodded to him at every other mouthful Could she remember it still Yes certainly she had given him the beautiful Psalm-book"in memo ry"of itand then the first time the New Year's new moon was seen he went outside with bread and a farthing andopened the book to see what Psalm he would light upon It was apsalm of praise and thanksgiving and he opened itagain to see what would be granted to little EmilyHe took care not to dip into the book where the funeral hymnswere and yet he opened it between Death and the GraveThis was nothing to put faith in and yet he was fright-ened when the dainty little girl was soon laid up in bedand the doctor's carriage stopped outside the gate everynoon

"They won't keep her" said the Porter's wife"our Lord knows well whom He will have"

But they did keep herand George drew pictures and sent them to herhe drew the Castle of the Czartheold Kremlin in Moscow exactly as it stood with towersand cupolasthey looked like gigantic green and goldencucumbers at least in George's drawingsThey pleasedlittle Emily so much and therefore in the course of a weekGeorge sent a few more pictures all of them buildingsbecause with them she could imagine so much insidethe doors and windows He drew a Chinese house withbells throughout all the sixteen storieshe drew two Greektemples with slender marble pillars and steps round abouthe drew a Norwegian church one could see that itwas made entirely of timber carved and wonderfully setup every story looked as if it were on cradlerockersMost beautiful of all however was one drawing a castlewhich he called" Little Emily's" In such a oneshould she live George had completely thought it outand had taken for that castle everything that he thought most beautiful in the other buildings It had carved beamslike the Norwegian church marble pillars like the Greektemple bells in every story and at the top of all cupolasgreen and gildedlike those on the Czar's KremlinIt was a real child's castle and under each window waswritten what the room or hall was to be used for"HereEmily sleeps""Here Emily dances" and"Here Emily plays at receiving visitors"It wat amusing to see and itwas looked at too

"Charming" said the General

But the old Count for there was an old Count whowas still more dignified than the General and himself hada castle and an estate said nothing he heard that it wasdesigned and drawn by the Porter's littlesonHe was notso little however seeing that he was confirmed The oldCount looked at the picturesand had his own quiet thoughts about them

One day when the weather was downright greywetand horridwas one of the brightest andbest forlittle GeorgeThe Professor of the Academy of Art called him in

"Listen my friend" said he"let us have some talktogether God has been very good to you with abilitiesHeis also good to you with good people The old Count at thecornerhas spoken to me about you Ihave also seen your pictures we will draw the pencil over them in them thereis much to correctNow you can come twice a week to the drawing school and you will be able to do better afterwards I believe there is more inyou to make an architectthan a painter you can have time to consider that yourselfbut today you must go up to the old Count at the corner and thank our Lord for such a man"

It was a great house at the corner round the windowswere carved elephants and dromedariesall from olden times but the old Count thought most of the new times with whatgood they brought whether it came from the firstfloor the cellar orthe garret

"I believe" said the Porter's wife"that the morefolks are really grand the less stuckup they are Howcharming and straightforward the old Count is And hespeaks just like you and meThe General's people can'tdo that Was George not quite wild with delight yesterdayover the delightful treatment he got from the Countand to-day Iam the same after having spoken with the great manIsit not agood thing now that we did not apprentice George to a tradeHe has abilities"

"But they must have help from outside said the fa-ther

"He has got that now"said the mother"the Count said it clearly and distinctly"

"It is from the General's though That it was all setgoing" said the father"We must also thank them"

"That we can well do"said the mother"butIdon'tbelieve there is much to thank them forIwill thank ourLord andI will also thank Him because the little Emily iscoming to herself again" Emily kept getting on andGeorge kept getting on in the course of the year he gotthe little silver medal and afterwards the bigger one

"It would have been better if he had been put to a trade" said the mother and wept"Then we should have kept him What shall he do in Rome I shall neversee him again even if he comes home but he won't do that the sweet child"

"But it is his good fortune and his glory"said thefather

"Yes thank you my friend" said the mother "but you don't mean what you say YOu are as much distressed as I am"

And it was true both about the grief and the goingaway Everybody said it was great good fortune for theyoung fellow

And parting visits were paidincluding one to theGeneral's but the lady did not show herself she had oneof her headaches By way of farewell the General told hisonly anecdote about what he had said to the Prince andwhat the Prince said to him"You are incomparable"Then he gave George his handhis flabby hand Emilyalso gave George her hand and looked almost distressedbut George was the most distressed of all

Time goes when one is doing something it goes alsowhen one is doing nothing The time is equally longbutnot equally profitableFor George it was profitable andnot at all long except when he thought those at home How were they getting on upstairs and downstairsWell he got news of them and one can put so much in aletter both the bright sunshine and the dark heavydays They lay in the letter which told that the fatherwas dead and only the mother was left behind Emilyhad been like an angel of comfort she had come down toher the mother wrote and added that she herself had gotleave to keep the employment at the gate

The General's lady kept a diary in it was recordedevery party every ball she had gone to and all the visi-tors she had receivedThe diary was illustrated with thevisiting cards of diplomats and the highest nobility Shewas proud of her diaryit grew for many a day during many big headaches and also during many brilliantnightsthat is to say courtballs

Emily had been at a court-ball for the first time Themother was dressed in pink with black laceSpanishThedaughter in whiteso clearso finegreen ribbons flutteredlike leaves of sedge amongst her curly golden hairwhich bore a crown of waterlilies Her eyes were so blueand so clear her mouth so small and red she looked like a little mermaid as lovdy as can be imagined Three princes danced with her that is to say first one and thenanotherthe General's lady did not have a headache for a week

But the first ball was not the last one it was all toomuch for Emily and it was a good thing that the summercame with its rest and fresh air The family was invited to the old Count's castleIt was a castle with a garden worthseeing One part of it was quite as in olden dayswithstiffgreen hedges where one seemed to go between green screens inwhich there were peepholesBox-trees and yewtrees were clipped into stars and pyramidswater sprang from great grottoes set with cockleshells roundabout stood stone figures of the very heaviest stone one could see that by the clothes and the faces everyflower bed had its shape of a fish shield or monogram that wasthe French part of the garden From there one came as it were into the fresh open wood where the trees dared togrow as they would and were therefore so big and so beau tifulThe grass was green and good for walking on it wasrolledmowed and well kept that was the English part ofthe garden

"Olden times and modem times" said the Count"here they glide well into each other In about two years the house itselfwillget its proper appearance Itwill un dergo a complete change to something better and more beautiful I shall show you the plans andI shall show youthe architect He is here today for dinner"

"Charming" said the General

"It is like Paradise here" said her ladyship"andthere you have abaronial castle"

"That is my hen-house" said the count"The pi- geons live in the tower the turkeys on the first floor buton the ground floor oldDame Elsie rulesShe has guest chambers on all sidesthe sittinghens by themselves thehen with chickens by herself and the ducks have their own outlet to the water"

"Charming" repeated the General and they all went to see this fine show

Old Elsie stood in the middle of the room and by the side of her was George the architect he and little Emily met after many years met in the henhousc Yesthere he stood and he was nice enough to look at hisface open and decided with black glossy hairand on his lips a smile which said"There sits a rogue behind my ear who knows you outside and in" Old Elsie had taken her wooden shoes off and stood on her stocking soles in honour of the distinguished guests And the hens cackledand the cock crew and the ducks waddled away with "quack quack " But the paleslender girl the friend ofhis childhoodthe General's daughterstood there with a rosy tinge on the otherwise pale cheeksher eyes becameso bigand her mouth spoke without saying a single wordand the greeting he got was the prettiest any young man could wish for from a young lady if they were not related or had never danced much togethershe and the architect had never danced with each other

The Count shook hands with himand presented him"Our young friend MrGeorge is not quite a stranger"

Her ladyship curtsied the daughter was about to give him her hand but she did not give it" Our littleMrGeorge" said the General"old housefriends

charming"

"You have become quite an Italian"said her ladyship"and you talk the language like a nativeI suppose"

Her ladyship sang Italian but did not speak it theGeneral said

At the dinner-table George sat at Emily's right hana The General had taken her in the Count had taken in her ladyship

MrGeorge talked and told anecdotes and he toldthem well he was the life and soul of the party althoughthe old Count could have been that tooEmily sat silent

her ears heard and her eyes shone but she said nothing

Afterwards she and George stood in the verandah amongst the flowers a hedge of roses hid themGeorge was again the first to speak

"Thank you for your kindness to my old mother"said he"Iknowthatthe night my fatherdied you camedown to her and stayed with her till his eyes wereclosedThanks" He caught Emily's hand and kissed ithe might do that on this occasionShe blushed rosyredbut pressed his hand again and looked at him with hertenderblue eyes

"Your mother was a lovingsoul How fond she wasof you And she let me read all your lettersI believeIalmost know you How kind you were to me whenI was littleyou gave me pictures"

"Which you tore in pieces" said George

"No Ihave still my castle,—the drawing of it"

"And nowI must build it in reality" said Georgeand grew quite hot with what he said

The General and her ladyship talked in their ownroom about the Porter's son he knew how to comporthimself and could express himself with knowledge andintelligence"He could be a tutor" said the General

"Genius"said her ladyship and she said no more

Often in the lovely summer-time Mr George came tothe castle of the Count He was missed when he did notcome

"How much more God has given to you than to us other poor creatures" said Emily to him"Do you realizethat properly"

It flattered George that the lovely young girl lookedup to himand he thought her uncommonly giftedAndthe General felt himself more and more convinced thatMr George could not possibly be a child of the cellar

"The mother was however a very honest woman"said he"Iowe that to her memory"

The summer went and the winter came and therewas more talk about MrGeorge he had been receivedwith favour in the highest placesThe General had methim at a court-ball And now there was to be a ball in thehouse for little Emily Could Mr George be invited

"Whom the king invitesthe General can invite"said the General and lifted himself a whole inch from thefloor

MrGeorge was invited and he cameand princes and counts came and the one danced better than the other but Emily could only dance the first dance In it shesprained her foot not badly but enough to feel it so shehad to be carefulstop dancing and look at the othersand she sat and looked and the architect stood by herside

"You are surely giving her the whole of St Peter's"said the General as he went past and smiled like benevolence itself

With the same benevolent smile he received Mr

George some days after The young man certainly came to call after the ballwhat else Yesthe most as- tounding the most astonishing thinghe came with insane words the General could not believe his ownears a perfectly incredible proposal,—Mr George asked for little Emily as his wife

"Man"said the Generaland began to boil"I don't understand you in the least What do you say

What do you want I don 't know you Sir Fellow itcomes into your head to come like this into my house

Am I to be hereor am I not to be here"and he went backwards into his bedroom and locked the door leav ing George standing alone He stood for some minutes and then turned about to go In the corridor stood Emily

"My father answered—?" she asked and her voice trembled

George pressed her hand"He ran from me

there is abetter time coming"

There were tears in Emily's eyes in those of theyoung man were courage and confidenceand the sun shone in upon the two and gave them his blessing In his room sat the General perfectly boiling in fact he boiled over and sputtered out"Madness Porter's madness"

Before an hour had passed the General's lady got it from the General's own mouth and she called for Emily and sat alone with her

"You poor childto insult you so to insult us Youhave tears in your eyes but it suits youYou are charmingin tears You resemble me on my weddingday Cry awaylittle Emily"

"Yesthat I must" said Emily"if you and fatherdon't say'Yes'"

"Child"cried herladyship"youareillyoutalkin delirium andI am getting my frightful headache to thinkof all the unhappiness which comes to ourhouseDo not beyour mother's death EmilyThen you will have no mother"

And her ladyship's eyes grew wet she could not bearto think of her own death

In the newspaper one read amongst the appointments "MrGeorgeappointed Professor"

"It is a pityhis parents are in their grave and cannotreadit saidthe new porterfolk who nowlivedinthe cellar under the General's they knew that the Professorhad been born and brought up within their four walls

"Now he will come in for paying the tax on titles"said the man

"Yes is it not a great deal for a poor child" saidthe wife

"Forty shillings in the year" said the man"yesthat is a lot of money"

"NoI mean the position"said the wife"Do yousuppose he will trouble himself about the money he canearn that many times over and he will no doubt get arich wife besides If we had children they should also bearchitects and professors"

George was well spoken of in the cellarhe was wellspoken of on the first flooreven the old Count conde scended to do so

It was the pictures from his childhood days which gave occasion for it But why were they mentioned Theywere talking about Russia and aboutMoscow and so of course they came to the Kremlin which little George hadonce drawn for little Emilyhe had drawn so many pic turesbut one in particular the Count remembered littleEmily's castle where she slept where she danced andplayed at"receiving visitors"The Professor had much abilityhe would certainly die an old PrivyCouncillor itwas not impossibleand before that he might have built a castle for the young lady why not

"That was curious flight of fancy" observed her ladyship when the Count had departed The General shook his head thoughtfully rode out with his groom at a respectful distanceand sat more proudly than ever on his high horse

It was little Emily's birthday flowers and booksletters and cards were brought her ladyship kissed heron the mouth the General on the forehead they were affectionate parents and both she and they had distinguished visitorstwo of the Princes There was talk about balls and theatres about diplomatic embassies the government of kingdoms and countriesThere was talk of talent native talent and with that the young Professor was brought into the conversationMr Georgethe architect

"He builds for immortality"it was said"he will certainly build himself into one of the first families too"

"One of the first families"repeated the General to his lady afterwards"which one of our first families"

"Iknow which was meant" said her ladyship"but Iwill say nothing about it Iwill not even think it God ordains butI will be astonished"

"Let me also be astonished" said the General"I have not an idea in my head and he sank into areverie

There is a power an unspeakable power in the fountain of favour from abovethe favour of the court orthe favour of God;—and all that gracious favour little George had But we forget the birthday

Emily's room was fragrant with flowers from friends of both sexeson the table lay lovely presents of greetingand remembrance but not a single one from Georgethatcould not comebut it was not needed eitherthe whole house was a remembrance of him Even from the sand- hole under the stair a memorial flower peepedthere Emily had hidden when the curtain was burnt and Georgecame as first fire-engine A glance out of the windowandthe acacia tree reminded her of childhood's daysFlowersand leaves had fallen offbut the tree stood in the hoarfrostas if it were a monster branch of coral and the moonshone big and clear amongst branchesunchanged in all its changing as when George shared his bread and butter with little Emily From a drawer she took out the drawings of the Czar's castle with her own castle,—keepsakesfrom GeorgeThey were looked at and mused upon andmany thoughts arose she remembered the day when unobserved by herfatherand mothershewent down to the Porter's wifewho was lying at the point of deathShe satbeside her and held her handand heard her last words,—

"BlessingGeorge"The mother thought of her son Now Emily put her own meaning into the words YesGeorge was with her on her birthdayreally with her

The next day it so happened there was again a birthday in the housethe General's birthdayhe wasborn the day after his daughter but of course at an earlierdate many years earlier Again there came presents andamongst them a saddle of distinguished appearancecomfortable and costlythere was only one of the princes whohad its equalWho could it be from The General was delighted A little card came with it If it had said"Thanksfor yesterday"we could have guessed from whom it camebut on it was written"From one whom the General does not know"

"Who in the world doI not know" said the General

"I know everybody" and his thoughts went into society heknew every one there"It is from my wife" he said at last"she is making fun of me Charming"

But she was not making fun of him that time had gone past

And now there was a festival again but not at theGeneral'sa costume ball at the house of one of theprinces Masks were also allowed

The General went as Rubens in a Spanish costume with a little ruff a sword and stately bearingher ladyshipas Madame inblack velvet highnecked fright fully warm with a millstone round her neckthat is tosay a huge ruff quite in accordance with a Dutch painting which the General possessed and in which the handsin perticular were much admiredthey were quite like her ladyship's Emily Psyche in muslin and lace

She was like a floating tuft of swan'sdownshe had noneed of wings she only them as sign of Psyche

There was splendour magnificence lights and flowersrichness and tastethere was so much to see that noone noticed Madame Rubens's beautiful hands

A black domino with acaciablossoms in the hatdanced with Psyche

"Who is he" asked her ladyship

"His Royal Highness"said the General" Iamquite sure of it Iknew him at once by his handshake"

Her ladyship doubted

General Rubens had no doubts he approached the black domino and wrote royal initials on his handtheywere denied but a hint was given ;—"The motto of thesaddle One whom the General does not know"

"ButI do know you then" said the General"Youhave sent me the saddle"

The domino lifted his hand and disappearedamongst the others

"Who is the black domino you were dancing withEmily" asked the General's wife

"I have not asked his name"she answered

"Because you knewitIt is the ProfessorYour Professo is here Count"she continued turning to theCount who stood close by"Black domino with acacia-blossom"

"Very possibly my dear madam" answered he"but one of the princes is also wearing the same costume"

"Iknow the hand-shake" said the Ceneral"The Prince sent me the saddle Iam so certain of it thatIshall invite him to dinner"

"Do so If it is the Princehe will be sure to come"said the Count"And if it is the otherhe will not come" said theGeneraland approached the black dominowho was just then talking with the king The General delivered a very respectful invitation,—"so that they might get to know eachother"The General smiled in full confidence and certaintyof whom he was inviting he spoke loudly and distinctly

The Domino raised his mask it was George

"Does the General repeat the invitation" asked heThe General drew himself an inch higher assumed a stifferbearing took two steps backwards and one step forwardsas if in a minuet and there was gravity and expression asmuch of the General as could be expressed in his aristocratic face

"Inever take back my word the Professor is invited" and he bowed with a glance at the King who couldcertainly have heard the whole

And so there was a dinner at the General's only theCount and his protégé were invited

"The foot underthe table" thought George"then the foundationstone is laid and the foundationstone wasreally laid with great solemnity by the General and her la-dyship

The person had come and as the General knew and recognized had talked quite like a man of good societyhad been most interesting the General had been obligedmany times to say his"Charming" Her ladyship talked ofher dinnerparty talked of it even to one of the courtladies and she who was one of the most gifted beggedfor an invitation the next time the Professor came So hehad tobe invited againand he was invited and cameandwas agaom charminghe could even play chess

"He is not from the cellar" said the General"he isquite certainly of agood familyThere are many of goodfamily and the young man is not to blame for that"

The Professor who was admitted to the house of theKingmight well be allowed to enter the General's but totake root in it,—there was no talk of that except in thewhole town

He grew The dew of grace fell from above

It was therefore no surprise that when the Professorbecame a privy Councillor Emily became a Privy coun cillor's wife

"Life is either a tragedy or a comedy"said the General"In tragedy they die in comedy they marry eachother"

Here they had each other And they also had threestrong boys but not all at once

The sweet children rode hobbyhorses through the rooms and halls when they were at Grandfather's andGrandmother'sand the General also rode on a hobbyhorse behind them"as groom for the little PrivyCouncillors"

Her ladyship sat on the sofa and smiledeven if shehad her bad headac he

So far had George got on and much farther tooelse it would not have been worth while telling about the Porter's son

 


 

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