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。
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