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第5章

  Thethunderboomed,thelightningglared,thestorm-windsraged,thedelugepoureddown。Themimicroyaltyonthestage,withtheirsoakedsatinsclingingtotheirbodies,sloppedaboutankle-deepinwater,warblingtheirsweetestandbest,thefiddlersundertheeavesofthestatesawedawayfordearlife,withthecoldoverflowspoutingdownthebacksoftheirnecks,andthedryandhappyKingsatinhisloftyboxandworehisglovestoribbonsapplauding。
  "Moreyet!"criedtheKing;"moreyet——letlooseallthethunder,turnonallthewater!Iwillhangthemanthatraisesanumbrella!"
  Whenthismosttremendousandeffectivestormthathadeverbeenproducedinanytheaterwasatlastover,theKing'sapprobationwasmeasureless。Hecried:
  "Magnificent,magnificent!ENCORE!Doitagain!"
  Butthemanagersucceededinpersuadinghimtorecalltheencore,andsaidthecompanywouldfeelsufficientlyrewardedandcomplimentedinthemerefactthattheencorewasdesiredbyhisMajesty,withoutfatiguinghimwitharepetitiontogratifytheirownvanity。
  Duringtheremainderoftheacttheluckyperformerswerethosewhosepartsrequiredchangesofdress;
  theotherswereasoaked,bedraggled,anduncomfortablelot,butinthelastdegreepicturesque。Thestagescenerywasruined,trap-doorsweresoswollenthattheywouldn'tworkforaweekafterward,thefinecostumeswerespoiled,andnoendofminordamagesweredonebythatremarkablestorm。
  Itwasroyalidea——thatstorm——androyallycarriedout。
  ButobservethemoderationoftheKing;hedidnotinsistuponhisencore。Ifhehadbeenagladsome,unreflectingAmericanopera-audience,heprobablywouldhavehadhisstormrepeatedandrepeateduntilhedrownedallthosepeople。
  CHAPTERXI
  [IPainta"Turner"]
  ThesummerdayspassedpleasantlyinHeidelberg。
  Wehadaskilledtrainer,andunderhisinstructionsweweregettingourlegsintherightconditionforthecontemplatedpedestriantours;wewerewellsatisfiedwiththeprogresswhichwehadmadeintheGermanlanguage,[1。SeeAppendixDforinformationconcerningthisfearfultongue。]andmorethansatisfiedwithwhatwehadaccomplishedinart。WehadhadthebestinstructorsindrawingandpaintinginGermany——Ha"mmerling,Vogel,Mu"ller,Dietz,andSchumann。Ha"mmerlingtaughtuslandscape-painting。
  Vogeltaughtusfigure-drawing,Mu"llertaughtustodostill-life,andDietzandSchumanngaveusafinishingcourseintwospecialties——battle-piecesandshipwrecks。
  WhateverIaminArtIowetothesemen。Ihavesomethingofthemannerofeachandallofthem;buttheyallsaidthatI
  hadalsoamannerofmyown,andthatitwasconspicuous。
  Theysaidtherewasamarkedindividualityaboutmystyle——insomuchthatifIeverpaintedthecommonesttypeofadog,Ishouldbesuretothrowasomethingintotheaspectofthatdogwhichwouldkeephimfrombeingmistakenforthecreationofanyotherartist。
  SecretlyIwantedtobelieveallthesekindsayings,butIcouldnot;Iwasafraidthatmymasters'
  partialityforme,andprideinme,biasedtheirjudgment。
  SoIresolvedtomakeatest。Privately,andunknowntoanyone,Ipaintedmygreatpicture,"HeidelbergCastleIlluminated"——myfirstreallyimportantworkinoils——andhadithungupinthemidstofawildernessofoil-picturesintheArtExhibition,withnonameattachedtoit。Tomygreatgratificationitwasinstantlyrecognizedasmine。
  Allthetownflockedtoseeit,andpeopleevencamefromneighboringlocalitiestovisitit。ItmademorestirthananyotherworkintheExhibition。Butthemostgratifyingthingofallwas,thatchancestrangers,passingthrough,whohadnotheardofmypicture,werenotonlydrawntoit,asbyalodestone,themomenttheyenteredthegallery,butalwaystookitfora"Turner。"
  Apparentlynobodyhadeverdonethat。Therewereruinedcastlesontheoverhangingcliffsandcragsalltheway;
  theseweresaidtohavetheirlegends,likethoseontheRhine,andwhatwasbetterstill,theyhadneverbeeninprint。
  Therewasnothinginthebooksaboutthatlovelyregion;
  ithadbeenneglectedbythetourist,itwasvirginsoilfortheliterarypioneer。
  Meantimetheknapsacks,theroughwalking-suitsandthestoutwalking-shoeswhichwehadordered,werefinishedandbroughttous。AMr。XandayoungMr。Zhadagreedtogowithus。
  Wewentaroundoneeveningandbadegood-bytoourfriends,andafterwardhadalittlefarewellbanquetatthehotel。
  Wegottobedearly,forwewantedtomakeanearlystart,soastotakeadvantageofthecoolofthemorning。
  Wewereoutofbedatbreakofday,feelingfreshandvigorous,andtookaheartybreakfast,thenplungeddownthroughtheleafyarcadesoftheCastlegrounds,towardthetown。Whataglorioussummermorningitwas,andhowtheflowersdidpourouttheirfragrance,andhowthebirdsdidsing!Itwasjustthetimeforatrampthroughthewoodsandmountains。
  Wewerealldressedalike:broadslouchhats,tokeepthesunoff;grayknapsacks;bluearmyshirts;blueoveralls;
  leatherngaitersbuttonedtightfromkneedowntoankle;
  high-quartercoarseshoessnuglylaced。Eachmanhadanopera-glass,acanteen,andaguide-bookcaseslungoverhisshoulder,andcarriedanalpenstockinonehandandasun-umbrellaintheother。Aroundourhatswerewoundmanyfoldsofsoftwhitemuslin,withtheendshangingandflappingdownourbacks——anideabroughtfromtheOrientandusedbytouristsalloverEurope。
  Harriscarriedthelittlewatch-likemachinecalleda"pedometer,"whoseofficeistokeepcountofaman'sstepsandtellhowfarhehaswalked。Everybodystoppedtoadmireourcostumesandgiveusahearty"Pleasantmarchtoyou!"
  WhenwegotdowntownIfoundthatwecouldgobyrailtowithinfivemilesofHeilbronn。Thetrainwasjuststarting,sowejumpedaboardandwenttearingawayinsplendidspirits。
  Itwasagreedallaroundthatwehaddonewisely,becauseitwouldbejustasenjoyabletowalkDOWNtheNeckarasupit,anditcouldnotbeneedfultowalkbothways。
  ThereweresomeniceGermanpeopleinourcompartment。
  Igottotalkingsomeprettyprivatematterspresently,andHarrisbecamenervous;sohenudgedmeandsaid:
  "SpeakinGerman——theseGermansmayunderstandEnglish。"
  Ididso,itwaswellIdid;foritturnedoutthattherewasnotaGermaninthatpartywhodidnotunderstandEnglishperfectly。ItiscurioushowwidespreadourlanguageisinGermany。AfterawhilesomeofthosefolksgotoutandaGermangentlemanandhistwoyoungdaughtersgotin。
  IspokeinGermanofoneofthelatterseveraltimes,butwithoutresult。Finallyshesaid:
  "ICHVERSTEHENURDEUTCHUNDENGLISHE,"——orwordstothateffect。Thatis,"Idon'tunderstandanylanguagebutGermanandEnglish。"
  Andsureenough,notonlyshebutherfatherandsisterspokeEnglish。Soafterthatwehadallthetalkwewanted;
  andwewantedagooddeal,fortheywereagreeablepeople。
  Theyweregreatlyinterestedinourcustoms;especiallythealpenstocks,fortheyhadnotseenanybefore。
  TheysaidthattheNeckarroadwasperfectlylevel,sowemustbegoingtoSwitzerlandorsomeotherruggedcountry;
  andaskedusifwedidnotfindthewalkingprettyfatiguinginsuchwarmweather。Butwesaidno。
  WereachedWimpfen——IthinkitwasWimpfen——inaboutthreehours,andgotout,nottheleasttired;foundagoodhotelandorderedbeeranddinner——thentookastrollthroughthevenerableoldvillage。Itwasverypicturesqueandtumble-down,anddirtyandinteresting。
  Ithadqueerhousesfivehundredyearsoldinit,andamilitarytower115feethigh,whichhadstoodtheremorethantencenturies。Imadealittlesketchofit。
  Ikeptacopy,butgavetheoriginaltotheBurgomaster。
  Ithinktheoriginalwasbetterthanthecopy,becauseithadmorewindowsinitandthegrassstoodupbetterandhadabriskerlook。Therewasnonearoundthetower,though;
  Icomposedthegrassmyself,fromstudiesImadeinafieldbyHeidelberginHa"mmerling'stime。Themanontop,lookingattheview,isapparentlytoolarge,butIfoundhecouldnotbemadesmaller,conveniently。Iwantedhimthere,andIwantedhimvisible,soIthoughtoutawaytomanageit;Icomposedthepicturefromtwopointsofview;thespectatoristoobservethemanfromboutwherethatflagis,andhemustobservethetoweritselffromtheground。Thisharmonizestheseemingdiscrepancy。
  [Figure2]
  Nearanoldcathedral,underashed,werethreecrossesofstone——moldyanddamagedthings,bearinglife-sizestonefigures。Thetwothievesweredressedinthefancifulcourtcostumesofthemiddleofthesixteenthcentury,whiletheSaviourwasnude,withtheexceptionofaclotharoundtheloins。
  WehaddinnerunderthegreentreesinagardenbelongingtothehotelandoverlookingtheNeckar;then,afterasmoke,wewenttobed。Wehadarefreshingnap,thengotupaboutthreeintheafternoonandputonourpanoply。
  Aswetrampedgailyoutatthegateofthetown,weovertookapeasant'scart,partlyladenwithoddsandendsofcabbagesandsimilarvegetablerubbish,anddrawnbyasmallcowandasmallerdonkeyyokedtogether。
  Itwasaprettyslowconcern,butitgotusintoHeilbronnbeforedark——fivemiles,orpossiblyitwasseven。
  Westoppedattheverysameinnwhichthefamousoldrobber-knightandroughfighterGo"tzvonBerlichingen,abodeinafterhegotoutofcaptivityintheSquareTowerofHeilbronnbetweenthreehundredandfiftyandfourhundredyearsago。HarrisandIoccupiedthesameroomwhichhehadoccupiedandthesamepaperhadnotquitepeeledoffthewallsyet。Thefurniturewasquaintoldcarvedstuff,fullfourhundredyearsold,andsomeofthesmellswereoverathousand。Therewasahookinthewall,whichthelandlordsaidtheterrificoldGo"tzusedtohanghisironhandonwhenhetookitofftogotobed。
  Thisroomwasverylarge——itmightbecalledimmense——
  anditwasonthefirstfloor;whichmeansitwasinthesecondstory,forinEuropethehousesaresohighthattheydonotcountthefirststory,elsetheywouldgettiredclimbingbeforetheygottothetop。
  Thewallpaperwasafieryred,withhugegoldfiguresinit,wellsmirchedbytime,anditcoveredallthedoors。
  Thesedoorsfittedsosnuglyandcontinuedthefiguresofthepapersounbrokenly,thatwhentheywereclosedonehadtogofeelingandsearchingalongthewalltofindthem。Therewasastoveinthecorner——oneofthosetall,square,statelywhiteporcelainthingsthatlookslikeamonumentandkeepsyouthinkingofdeathwhenyououghttobeenjoyingyourtravels。
  Thewindowslookedoutonalittlealley,andoverthatintoastableandsomepoultryandpigyardsintherearofsometenement-houses。Therewerethecustomarytwobedsintheroom,oneinoneend,theotherintheother,aboutanold-fashionedbrass-mounted,single-barreledpistol-shotapart。TheywerefullyasnarrowastheusualGermanbed,too,andhadtheGermanbed'sineradicablehabitofspillingtheblanketsontheflooreverytimeyouforgotyourselfandwenttosleep。
  AroundtableaslargeasKingArthur'sstoodinthecenteroftheroom;whilethewaitersweregettingreadytoserveourdinneronitweallwentouttoseetherenownedclockonthefrontofthemunicipalbuildings。
  CHAPTERXII
  [WhattheWivesSaved]
  TheRATHHAUS,ormunicipalbuilding,isofthequaintestandmostpicturesqueMiddle-Agearchitecture。Ithasamassiveporticoandsteps,beforeit,heavilybalustraded,andadornedwithlife-sizedrustyironknightsincompletearmor。Theclock-faceonthefrontofthebuildingisverylargeandofcuriouspattern。Ordinarily,agildedangelstrikesthehouronabigbellwithahammer;
  asthestrikingceases,alife-sizedfigureofTimeraisesitshour-glassandturnsit;twogoldenramsadvanceandbutteachother;agildedcockliftsitswings;
  butthemainfeaturesaretwogreatangels,whostandoneachsideofthedialwithlonghornsattheirlips;
  itwassaidthattheyblewmelodiousblastsonthesehornseveryhour——buttheydidnotdoitforus。
  Weweretold,later,thantheyblewonlyatnight,whenthetownwasstill。
  WithintheRATHHAUSwereanumberofhugewildboars'
  heads,preserved,andmountedonbracketsalongthewall;
  theyboreinscriptionstellingwhokilledthemandhowmanyhundredyearsagoitwasdone。Oneroominthebuildingwasdevotedtothepreservationofancientarchives。
  Theretheyshowedusnoendofageddocuments;someweresignedbyPopes,somebyTillyandothergreatgenerals,andonewasaletterwrittenandsubscribedbyGo"tzvonBerlichingeninHeilbronnin1519justafterhisreleasefromtheSquareTower。
  Thisfineoldrobber-knightwasadevoutlyandsincerelyreligiousman,hospitable,charitabletothepoor,fearlessinfight,active,enterprising,andpossessedofalargeandgenerousnature。Hehadinhimaqualityofbeingabletooverlookmoderateinjuries,andbeingabletoforgiveandforgetmortalonesassoonashehadsoundlytrouncedtheauthorsofthem。
  Hewasprompttotakeupanypoordevil'squarrelandriskhisnecktorighthim。Thecommonfolkheldhimdear,andhismemoryisstillgreeninballadandtradition。
  Heusedtogoonthehighwayandrobrichwayfarers;
  andothertimeshewouldswoopdownfromhishighcastleonthehillsoftheNeckarandcapturepassingcargoesofmerchandise。InhismemoirshepiouslythankstheGiverofallGoodforrememberinghiminhisneedsanddeliveringsundrysuchcargoesintohishandsattimeswhenonlyspecialprovidencescouldhaverelievedhim。
  Hewasadoughtywarriorandfoundadeepjoyinbattle。
  InanassaultuponastrongholdinBavariawhenhewasonlytwenty-threeyearsold,hisrighthandwasshotaway,buthewassointerestedinthefightthathedidnotobserveitforawhile。Hesaidthattheironhandwhichwasmadeforhimafterward,andwhichheworeformorethanhalfacentury,wasnearlyascleveramemberasthefleshyonehadbeen。IwasgladtogetafacsimileoftheletterwrittenbythisfineoldGermanRobinHood,thoughIwasnotabletoreadit。Hewasabetterartistwithhisswordthanwithhispen。
  WewentdownbytheriverandsawtheSquareTower。
  Itwasaveryvenerablestructure,verystrong,andveryornamental。Therewasnoopeningneartheground。
  Theyhadtousealaddertogetintoit,nodoubt。
  Wevisitedtheprincipalchurch,also——acuriousoldstructure,withatowerlikespireadornedwithallsortsofgrotesqueimages。Theinnerwallsofthechurchwereplacardedwithlargemuraltabletsofcopper,bearingengravedinscriptionscelebratingthemeritsofoldHeilbronnworthiesoftwoorthreecenturiesago,andalsobearingrudelypaintedeffigiesofthemselvesandtheirfamiliestrickedoutinthequeercostumesofthosedays。Theheadofthefamilysatintheforeground,andbeyondhimextendedasharplyrecedinganddiminishingrowofsons;facinghimsathiswife,andbeyondherextendedalowrowofdiminishingdaughters。
  Thefamilywasusuallylarge,buttheperspectivebad。
  ThenwehiredthehackandthehorsewhichGo"tzvonBerlichingenusedtouse,anddroveseveralmilesintothecountrytovisittheplacecalledWEIBERTREU——Wife'sFidelityIsupposeitmeans。ItwasafeudalcastleoftheMiddleAges。Whenwereacheditsneighborhoodwefounditwasbeautifullysituated,butontopofamound,orhill,roundandtolerablysteep,andabouttwohundredfeethigh。Therefore,asthesunwasblazinghot,wedidnotclimbupthere,buttooktheplaceontrust,andobserveditfromadistancewhilethehorseleanedupagainstafenceandrested。Theplacehasnointerestexceptthatwhichislentitbyitslegend,whichisaveryprettyone——tothiseffect:
  THELEGEND
  IntheMiddleAges,acoupleofyoungdukes,brothers,tookoppositesidesinoneofthewars,theonefightingfortheEmperor,theotheragainsthim。OneofthemownedthecastleandvillageontopofthemoundwhichI
  havebeenspeakingof,andinhisabsencehisbrothercamewithhisknightsandsoldiersandbeganasiege。
  Itwasalongandtediousbusiness,forthepeoplemadeastubbornandfaithfuldefense。Butatlasttheirsuppliesranoutandstarvationbeganitswork;
  morefellbyhungerthanbythemissilesoftheenemy。
  Theybyandbysurrendered,andbeggedforcharitableterms。
  Butthebeleagueringprincewassoincensedagainstthemfortheirlongresistancethathesaidhewouldsparenonebutthewomenandchildren——allmenshouldbeputtotheswordwithoutexception,andalltheirgoodsdestroyed。
  Thenthewomencameandfellontheirkneesandbeggedforthelivesoftheirhusbands。
  "No,"saidtheprince,"notamanofthemshallescapealive;
  youyourselvesshallgowithyourchildrenintohouselessandfriendlessbanishment;butthatyoumaynotstarveIgrantyouthisonegrace,thateachwomanmaybearwithherfromthisplaceasmuchofhermostvaluablepropertyassheisabletocarry。"
  Verywell,presentlythegatesswungopenandoutfiledthosewomencarryingtheirHUSBANDSontheirshoulders。
  Thebesiegers,furiousatthetrick,rushedforwardtoslaughterthemen,buttheDukesteppedbetweenandsaid:
  "No,putupyourswords——aprince'swordisinviolable。"
  Whenwegotbacktothehotel,KingArthur'sRoundTablewasreadyforusinitswhitedrapery,andtheheadwaiterandhisfirstassistant,inswallow-tailsandwhitecravats,broughtinthesoupandthehotplatesatonce。
  Mr。Xhadorderedthedinner,andwhenthewinecameon,hepickedupabottle,glancedatthelabel,andthenturnedtothegrave,themelancholy,thesepulchralheadwaiterandsaiditwasnotthesortofwinehehadaskedfor。
  Theheadwaiterpickedupthebottle,casthisundertaker-eyeonitandsaid:
  "Itistrue;Ibegpardon。"Thenheturnedonhissubordinateandcalmlysaid,"Bringanotherlabel。"
  Atthesametimeheslidthepresentlabeloffwithhishandandlaiditaside;ithadbeennewlyputon,itspastewasstillwet。Whenthenewlabelcame,heputiton;
  ourFrenchwinebeingnowturnedintoGermanwine,accordingtodesire,theheadwaiterwentblandlyabouthisotherduties,asiftheworkingofthissortofmiraclewasacommonandeasythingtohim。
  Mr。Xsaidhehadnotknown,before,thattherewerepeoplehonestenoughtodothismiracleinpublic,buthewasawarethatthousandsuponthousandsoflabelswereimportedintoAmericafromEuropeeveryyear,toenabledealerstofurnishtotheircustomersinaquietandinexpensivewayallthedifferentkindsofforeignwinestheymightrequire。
  Wetookaturnaroundthetown,afterdinner,andfounditfullyasinterestinginthemoonlightasithadbeeninthedaytime。Thestreetswerenarrowandroughlypaved,andtherewasnotasidewalkorastreet-lampanywhere。
  Thedwellingswerecenturiesold,andvastenoughforhotels。
  Theywidenedallthewayup;thestoriesprojectedfurtherandfurtherforwardandasideastheyascended,andthelongrowsoflightedwindows,filledwithlittlebitsofpanes,curtainedwithfiguredwhitemuslinandadornedoutsidewithboxesofflowers,madeaprettyeffect。
  Themoonwasbright,andthelightandshadowverystrong;
  andnothingcouldbemorepicturesquethanthosecurvingstreets,withtheirrowsofhugehighgablesleaningfarovertowardeachotherinafriendlygossipingway,andthecrowdsbelowdriftingthroughthealternatingblotsofgloomandmellowbarsofmoonlight。Nearlyeverybodywasabroad,chatting,singing,romping,ormassedinlazycomfortableattitudesinthedoorways。
  Inoneplacetherewasapublicbuildingwhichwasfencedaboutwithathick,rustychain,whichsaggedfromposttopostinasuccessionoflowswings。
  Thepavement,here,wasmadeofheavyblocksofstone。
  Intheglareofthemoonapartyofbarefootedchildrenwereswingingonthosechainsandhavinganoisygoodtime。
  Theywerenotthefirstoneswhohavedonethat;
  eventheirgreat-great-grandfathershadnotbeenthefirsttodoitwhentheywerechildren。Thestrokesofthebarefeethadworngroovesinchesdeepinthestoneflags;
  ithadtakenmanygenerationsofswingingchildrentoaccomplishthat。Everywhereinthetownwerethemoldanddecaythatgowithantiquity,andevidenceofit;
  butIdonotknowthatanythingelsegaveussovividasenseoftheoldageofHeilbronnasthosefootworngroovesinthepaving-stones。
  CHAPTERXIII
  [MyLongCrawlintheDark]
  WhenwegotbacktothehotelIwoundandsetthepedometerandputitinmypocket,forIwastocarryitnextdayandkeeprecordofthemileswemade。
  Theworkwhichwehadgiventheinstrumenttododuringwhichhadjustclosedhadnotfatigueditperceptibly。
  Wewereinbedbyten,forwewantedtobeupandawayonourtramphomewardwiththedawn。Ihungfire,butHarriswenttosleepatonce。Ihateamanwhogoestosleepatonce;thereisasortofindefinablesomethingaboutitwhichisnotexactlyaninsult,andyetisaninsolence;
  andonewhichishardtobear,too。Ilaytherefrettingoverthisinjury,andtryingtogotosleep;buttheharderItried,thewiderawakeIgrew。Igottofeelingverylonelyinthedark,ithnocompanybutanundigesteddinner。
  Mymindgotastartbyandby,andbegantoconsiderthebeginningofeverysubjectwhichhaseverbeenthoughtof;
  butitneverwentfurtherthanthebeginning;itwastouchandgo;itfledfromtopictotopicwithafranticspeed。
  AttheendofanhourmyheadwasinaperfectwhirlandI
  wasdeadtired,faggedout。
  Thefatiguewassogreatthatitpresentlybegantomakesomeheadagainstthenervousexcitement;whileimaginingmyselfwideawake,Iwouldreallydozeintomomentaryunconsciousness,andcomesuddenlyoutofitwithaphysicaljerkwhichnearlywrenchedmyjointsapart——thedelusionoftheinstantbeingthatIwastumblingbackwardoveraprecipice。
  AfterIhadfallenovereightornineprecipicesandthusfoundoutthatonehalfofmybrainhadbeenasleepeightorninetimeswithoutthewide-awake,hard-workingotherhalfsuspectingit,theperiodicalunconsciousnessesbegantoextendtheirspellgraduallyovermoreofmybrain-territory,andatlastIsankintoadrowsewhichgrewdeeperanddeeperandwasdoubtlessjustontheverypointofbeingasolid,blesseddreamlessstupor,when——whatwasthat?
  Mydulledfacultiesdraggedthemselvespartlybacktolifeandtookareceptiveattitude。Nowoutofanimmense,alimitlessdistance,cameasomethingwhichgrewandgrew,andapproached,andpresentlywasrecognizableasasound——
  ithadratherseemedtobeafeeling,before。Thissoundwasamileaway,now——perhapsitwasthemurmurofastorm;
  andnowitwasnearer——notaquarterofamileaway;
  wasitthemuffledraspingandgrindingofdistantmachinery?No,itcamestillnearer;wasitthemeasuredtrampofamarchingtroop?Butitcamenearerstill,andstillnearer——andatlastitwasrightintheroom:itwasmerelyamousegnawingthewoodwork。SoIhadheldmybreathallthattimeforsuchatrifle。
  Well,whatwasdonecouldnotbehelped;Iwouldgotosleepatonceandmakeupthelosttime。Thatwasathoughtlessthought。Withoutintendingit——hardlyknowingit——Ifelltolisteningintentlytothatsound,andevenunconsciouslycountingthestrokesofthemouse'snutmeg-grater。PresentlyIwasderivingexquisitesufferingfromthisemployment,yetmaybeIcouldhaveendureditifthemousehadattendedsteadilytohiswork;
  buthedidnotdothat;hestoppedeverynowandthen,andIsufferedmorewhilewaitingandlisteningforhimtobeginagainthanIdidwhilehewasgnawing。
  AlongatfirstIwasmentallyofferingarewardoffive——six——seven——ten——dollarsforthatmouse;
  buttowardthelastIwasofferingrewardswhichwereentirelybeyondmymeans。Iclose-reefedmyears——
  thatistosay,Ibenttheflapsofthemdownandfurledthemintofiveorsixfolds,andpressedthemagainstthehearing-orifice——butitdidnogood:thefacultywassosharpenedbynervousexcitementthatitwasbecomeamicrophoneandcouldhearthroughtheoverlayswithouttrouble。
  Myangergrewtoafrenzy。Ifinallydidwhatallpersonsbeforemehavedone,clearbacktoAdam,——resolvedtothrowsomething。Ireacheddownandgotmywalking-shoes,thensatupinbedandlistened,inordertoexactlylocatethenoise。ButIcouldn'tdoit;itwasasunlocatableasacricket'snoise;andwhereonethinksthatthatis,isalwaystheveryplacewhereitisn't。SoIpresentlyhurledashoeatrandom,andwithaviciousvigor。
  ItstruckthewalloverHarris'sheadandfelldownonhim;
  IhadnotimaginedIcouldthrowsofar。ItwokeHarris,andIwasgladofituntilIfoundhewasnotangry;
  thenIwassorry。Hesoonwenttosleepagain,whichpleasedme;butstraightwaythemousebeganagain,whichrousedmytemperoncemore。IdidnotwanttowakeHarrisasecondtime,butthegnawingcontinueduntilI
  wascompelledtothrowtheothershoe。ThistimeIbrokeamirror——thereweretwointheroom——Igotthelargestone,ofcourse。Harriswokeagain,butdidnotcomplain,andIwassorrierthanever。IresolvedthatIwouldsufferallpossibletorturebeforeIwoulddisturbhimathirdtime。
  Themouseeventuallyretired,andbyandbyIwassinkingtosleep,whenaclockbegantostrike;Icountedtillitwasdone,andwasabouttodrowseagainwhenanotherclockbegan;Icounted;thenthetwogreatRATHHAUSclockangelsbegantosendforthsoft,rich,melodiousblastsfromtheirlongtrumpets。Ihadneverheardanythingthatwassolovely,orweird,ormysterious——butwhentheygottoblowingthequarter-hours,theyseemedtometobeoverdoingthething。EverytimeIdroppedoffforthemoment,anewnoisewokeme。EachtimeIwokeImissedmycoverlet,andhadtoreachdowntothefloorandgetitagain。
  Atlastallsleepinessforsookme。IrecognizedthefactthatIwashopelesslyandpermanentlywideawake。
  Wideawake,andfeverishandthirsty。WhenIhadlaintossingthereaslongasIcouldendureit,itoccurredtomethatitwouldbeagoodideatodressandgooutinthegreatsquareandtakearefreshingwashinthefountain,andsmokeandreflectthereuntiltheremnantofthenightwasgone。
  IbelievedIcoulddressinthedarkwithoutwakingHarris。
  Ihadbanishedmyshoesafterthemouse,butmyslipperswoulddoforasummernight。SoIrosesoftly,andgraduallygotoneverything——downtoonesock。Icouldn'tseemtogetonthetrackofthatsock,anywayIcouldfixit。
  ButIhadtohaveit;soIwentdownonmyhandsandknees,withoneslipperonandtheotherinmyhand,andbegantopawgentlyaroundandrakethefloor,butwithnosuccess。
  Ienlargedmycircle,andwentonpawingandraking。
  Witheverypressureofmyknee,howthefloorcreaked!
  andeverytimeIchancedtorakeagainstanyarticle,itseemedtogiveoutthirty-fiveorthirty-sixtimesmorenoisethanitwouldhavedoneinthedaytime。
  InthosecasesIalwaysstoppedandheldmybreathtillI
  wassureHarrishadnotawakened——thenIcreptalongagain。
  Imovedonandon,butIcouldnotfindthesock;
  Icouldnotseemtofindanythingbutfurniture。
  IcouldnotrememberthattherewasmuchfurnitureintheroomwhenIwenttobed,buttheplacewasalivewithitnow——especiallychairs——chairseverywhere——
  hadacoupleoffamiliesmovedin,inthemeantime?AndInevercouldseemtoGLANCEononeofthosechairs,butalwaysstruckitfullandsquarewithmyhead。
  Mytemperrose,bysteadyandsuredegrees,andasI
  pawedonandon,Ifelltomakingviciouscommentsundermybreath。
  Finally,withavenomousaccessofirritation,IsaidI
  wouldleavewithoutthesock;soIroseupandmadestraightforthedoor——asIsupposed——andsuddenlyconfrontedmydimspectralimageintheunbrokenmirror。Itstartledthebreathoutofme,foraninstant;italsoshowedmethatIwaslost,andhadnosortofideawhereIwas。
  WhenIrealizedthis,IwassoangrythatIhadtositdownonthefloorandtakeholdofsomethingtokeepfromliftingtheroofoffwithanexplosionofopinion。
  Iftherehadbeenonlyonemirror,itmightpossiblyhavehelpedtolocateme;butthereweretwo,andtwowereasbadasathousand;besides,thesewereonoppositesidesoftheroom。Icouldseethedimblurofthewindows,butinmyturned-aroundconditiontheywereexactlywheretheyoughtnottobe,andsotheyonlyconfusedmeinsteadofhelpingme。
  Istartedtogetup,andknockeddownanumbrella;
  itmadeanoiselikeapistol-shotwhenitstruckthathard,slick,carpetlessfloor;Igratedmyteethandheldmybreath——Harrisdidnotstir。Isettheumbrellaslowlyandcarefullyonendagainstthewall,butassoonasItookmyhandaway,itsheelslippedfromunderit,anddownitcameagainwithanotherbang。
  Ishrunktogetherandlistenedamomentinsilentfury——
  noharmdone,everythingquiet。Withthemostpainstakingcareandnicety,Istoodtheumbrellauponcemore,tookmyhandaway,anddownitcameagain。
  Ihavebeenstrictlyreared,butifithadnotbeensodarkandsolemnandawfulthereinthatlonely,vastroom,IdobelieveIshouldhavesaidsomethingthenwhichcouldnotbeputintoaSunday-schoolbookwithoutinjuringthesaleofit。Ifmyreasoningpowershadnotbeenalreadysappeddrybymyharassments,IwouldhaveknownbetterthantotrytosetanumbrellaonendononeofthoseglassyGermanfloorsinthedark;
  itcan'tbedoneinthedaytimewithoutfourfailurestoonesuccess。Ihadonecomfort,though——Harriswasyetstillandsilent——hehadnotstirred。
  Theumbrellacouldnotlocateme——therewerefourstandingaroundtheroom,andallalike。IthoughtI
  wouldfeelalongthewallandfindthedoorinthatway。
  Iroseupandbeganthisoperation,butrakeddownapicture。Itwasnotalargeone,butitmadenoiseenoughforapanorama。Harrisgaveoutnosound,butI
  feltthatifIexperimentedanyfurtherwiththepicturesIshouldbesuretowakehim。Bettergiveuptryingtogetout。Yes,IwouldfindKingArthur'sRoundTableoncemore——Ihadalreadyfounditseveraltimes——anduseitforabaseofdepartureonanexploringtourformybed;
  ifIcouldfindmybedIcouldthenfindmywaterpitcher;
  Iwouldquenchmyragingthirstandturnin。SoIstartedonmyhandsandknees,becauseIcouldgofasterthatway,andwithmoreconfidence,too,andnotknockdownthings。
  ByandbyIfoundthetable——withmyhead——rubbedthebruisealittle,thenroseupandstarted,withhandsabroadandfingersspread,tobalancemyself。Ifoundachair;thenawall;thenanotherchair;thenasofa;
  thenanalpenstock,thenanothersofa;thisconfoundedme,forIhadthoughttherewasonlyonesofa。Ihuntedupthetableagainandtookafreshstart;foundsomemorechairs。
  Itoccurredtome,now,asitoughttohavedonebefore,thatasthetablewasround,itwasthereforeofnovalueasabasetoaimfrom;soImovedoffoncemore,andatrandomamongthewildernessofchairsandsofas——
  wanderingoffintounfamiliarregions,andpresentlyknockedacandlestickandknockedoffalamp,grabbedatthelampandknockedoffawaterpitcherwitharattlingcrash,andthoughttomyself,"I'vefoundyouatlast——I
  judgedIwascloseuponyou。"Harrisshouted"murder,"
  and"thieves,"andfinishedwith"I'mabsolutelydrowned。"
  Thecrashhadrousedthehouse。Mr。Xprancedin,inhislongnight-garment,withacandle,youngZafterhimwithanothercandle;aprocessionsweptinatanotherdoor,withcandlesandlanterns——landlordandtwoGermanguestsintheirnightgownsandachambermaidinhers。
  Ilookedaround;IwasatHarris'sbed,aSabbath-day'sjourneyfrommyown。Therewasonlyonesofa;itwasagainstthewall;therewasonlyonechairwhereabodycouldgetatit——Ihadbeenrevolvingarounditlikeaplanet,andcollidingwithitlikeacomethalfthenight。