The boy had chiefly kept to the first article of belief. The God who

stands in immediate connection with nature, and owns and loves it as his

work, seemed to him the proper God, who might be brought into closer

relationship with man, as with every thing else, and who would take care

of him, as of the motion of the stars, the days and seasons, the animals

and plants. There were texts of the Gospels which explicitly stated

this. The boy could ascribe no form to this Being: he therefore sought

him in his works, and would, in the good Old-Testament fashion, build

him an altar. Natural productions were set forth as images of the world,

over which a flame was to burn, signifying the aspirations of man's

heart towards his Maker. He brought out of the collection of natural

objects which he possessed, and which had been increased as chance

directed, the best ores and other specimens. But the next difficulty

was, as to how they should be arranged and raised into a pile. His

father possessed a beautiful red-lacquered music-stand, ornamented with

gilt flowers, in the form of a four-sided pyramid, with different

elevations, which had been found convenient for quartets, but lately was

not much in use. The boy laid hands on this, and built up his

representatives of nature one above the other in steps; so that it all

looked quite pretty and at the same time sufficiently significant. On an

early sunrise his first worship of God was to be celebrated, but the

young priest had not yet settled how to produce a flame which should at

the same time emit an agreeable odor. At last it occurred to him to

combine the two, as he possessed a few fumigating pastils, which

diffused a pleasant fragrance with a glimmer, if not with a flame. Nay,

this soft burning and exhalation seemed a better representation of what

passes in the heart, than an open flame. The sun had already risen for a

long time, but the neighboring houses concealed the east. At last it

glittered above the roofs: a burning-glass was at once taken up and

applied to the pastils, which were fixed on the summit in a fine

porcelain saucer. Every thing succeeded according to the wish, and the

devotion was perfect. The altar remained as a peculiar ornament of the

room which had been assigned him in the new house. Every one regarded it

only as a well-arranged collection of natural curiosities. The boy knew

better, but concealed his knowledge. He longed for a repetition of the

solemnity. But unfortunately, just as the most opportune sun arose, the

porcelain cup was not at hand: he placed the pastils immediately on the

upper surface of the stand; they were kindled; and so great was the

devotion of the priest, that he did not observe, until it was too late,

the mischief his sacrifice was doing. The pastils had burned mercilessly

into the red lacquer and beautiful gold flowers, and, as if some evil

spirit had disappeared, had left their black, ineffaceable footprints.

By this the young priest was thrown into the most extreme perplexity.

The mischief could be covered up, it was true, with the larger pieces of

his show materials; but the spirit for new offerings was gone, and the

accident might almost be considered a hint and warning of the danger

there always is in wishing to approach the Deity in such a way.

SECOND BOOK.

All that has been hitherto recorded indicates that happy and easy

condition in which nations exist during a long peace. But nowhere

probably is such a beautiful time enjoyed in greater comfort than in

cities living under their own laws, and large enough to include a

considerable number of citizens, and so situated as to enrich them by

trade and commerce. Strangers find it to their advantage to come and go,

and are under a necessity of bringing profit in order to acquire profit.

Even if such cities rule but a small territory, they are the better

qualified to advance their internal prosperity; as their external

relations expose them to no costly undertakings or alliances.

Thus the Frankforters passed a series of prosperous years during my

childhood; but scarcely, on the 28th of August, 1756, had I completed my

seventh year, than that world-renowned war broke out which was also to

exert great influence upon the next seven years of my life. Frederick

the Second, King of Prussia, had fallen upon Saxony with sixty thousand

men; and, instead of announcing his invasion by a declaration of war, he

followed it up with a manifesto, composed by himself as it was said,

which explained the causes that had moved and justified him in so

monstrous a step. The world, which saw itself appealed to, not merely as

spectator, but as judge, immediately split into two parties; and our

family was an image of the great whole.

My grandfather, who, as /Schöff/ of Frankfort, had carried the

coronation canopy over Francis the First, and had received from the

empress a heavy gold chain with her likeness, took the Austrian side

along with some of his sons-in-law and daughters. My father having been

nominated to the imperial council by Charles the Seventh, and

sympathizing sincerely in the fate of that unhappy monarch, leaned

towards Prussia, with the other and smaller half of the family. Our

meetings, which had been held on Sundays for many years uninterruptedly,

were very soon disturbed. The misunderstandings so common among persons

related by marriage, found only now a form in which they could be

expressed. Contention, discord, silence, and separation ensued. My

grandfather, generally a cheerful, quiet man, and fond of ease, became

impatient. The women vainly endeavored to smother the flames; and, after

some unpleasant scenes, my father was the first to quit the society. At

home we now rejoiced undisturbed at the Prussian victories, which were

commonly announced with great glee by our vivacious aunt. Every other

interest had to give way to this, and we passed the rest of the year in

perpetual agitation. The occupation of Dresden, the moderation of the

king at the outset, his slow but secure advances, the victory at

Lowositz, the capture of the Saxons, were so many triumphs for our

party. Every thing that could be alleged for the advantage of our

opponents was denied or depreciated; and, as the members of the family

on the other side did the same, they could not meet in the streets

without disputes arising, as in "Romeo and Juliet."

Thus I also was then a Prussian in my views, or, to speak more

correctly, a Fritzian; since what cared we for Prussia? It was the

personal character of the great king that worked upon all hearts. I

rejoiced with my father in our conquests, readily copied the songs of

triumph, and almost more willingly the lampoons directed against the

other party, poor as the rhymes might be.

Being their eldest grandson and godchild, I had dined every Sunday since

my infancy with my grandfather and grandmother; and the hours so spent

had been the most delightful of the whole week. But now I relished not a

morsel, because I was compelled to hear the most horrible slanders of my

hero. Here blew another wind, here sounded another tone, than at home.

My liking and even my respect for my grandfather and grandmother fell

off. I could mention nothing of this to my parents, but avoided the

matter, both on account of my own feelings, and because I had been

warned by my mother. In this way I was thrown back upon myself; and as

in my sixth year, after the earthquake at Lisbon, the goodness of God

had become to me in some measure suspicious: so I began now, on account

of Frederick the Second, to doubt the justice of the public. My heart

was naturally inclined to reverence, and it required a great shock to

stagger my faith in any thing that was venerable. But alas! they had

commended good manners and a becoming deportment to us, not for their

own sake, but for the sake of the people. What will people say? was

always the cry; and I thought that the people must be right good people,

and would know how to judge of any thing and every thing. But my

experience went just to the contrary. The greatest and most signal

services were defamed and attacked; the noblest deeds, if not denied,

were at least misrepresented and diminished; and this base injustice was

done to the only man who was manifestly elevated above all his

contemporaries, and who daily proved what he was able to do,--and that,

not by the populace, but by distinguished men, as I took my grandfather

and uncles to be. That parties existed, and that he himself belonged to

a party, had never entered into the conceptions of the boy. He,

therefore, believed himself all the more right, and dared hold his own

opinion for the better one; since he and those of like mind appreciated

the beauty and other good qualities of Maria Theresa, and even did not

grudge the Emperor Francis his love of jewellery and money. That Count

Daun was often called an old dozer, they thought justifiable.

But, now that I look more closely into the matter, I here trace the germ

of that disregard and even disdain of the public, which clung to me for

a whole period of my life, and only in later days was brought within

bounds by insight and cultivation. Suffice it to say, that the

perception of the injustice of parties had even then a very unpleasant,

nay, an injurious, effect upon the boy; as it accustomed him to separate

himself from beloved and highly valued persons. The quick succession of

battles and events left the parties neither quiet nor rest. We ever

found a malicious delight in reviving and resharpening those imaginary

evils and capricious disputes; and thus we continued to tease each

other, until the occupation of Frankfort by the French some years

afterwards brought real inconvenience into our homes.

Although to most of us the important events occurring in distant parts

served only for topics of hot controversy, there were others who

perceived the seriousness of the times, and feared that the sympathy of

France might open a scene of war in our own vicinity. They kept us

children at home more than before, and strove in many ways to occupy and

amuse us. With this view, the puppet-show bequeathed by our grandmother

was again brought forth, and arranged in such a way that the spectators

sat in my gable-room; while the persons managing and performing, as well

as the theatre itself as far as the proscenium, found a place in the

room adjoining. We were allowed, as a special favor, to invite first one

and then another of the neighbor's children as spectators; and thus at

the outset I gained many friends, but the restlessness inherent in

children did not suffer them to remain long a patient audience. They

interrupted the play; and we were compelled to seek a younger public,

which could at any rate be kept in order by the nurses and maids. The

original drama, to which the puppets had been specially adapted, we had

learned by heart; and in the beginning this was exclusively performed.

Soon growing weary of it, however, we changed the dresses and

decorations, and attempted various other pieces, which were indeed on

too grand a scale for so narrow a stage. Although this presumption

spoiled and finally quite destroyed what we performed, such childish

pleasures and employments nevertheless exercised and advanced in many

ways my power of invention and representation, my fancy, and a certain

technical skill, to a degree which in any other way could not perhaps

have been secured in so short a time, in so confined a space, and at so

little expense.

I had early learned to use compasses and ruler, because all the

instructions they gave me in geometry were forthwith put into practice;

and I occupied myself greatly with paste-board-work. I did not stop at

geometrical figures, little boxes, and such things, but invented pretty

pleasure-houses adorned with pilasters, steps, and flat roofs. However,

but little of this was completed.

Far more persevering was I, on the other hand, in arranging, with the

help of our domestic (a tailor by trade), an armory for the service of

our plays and tragedies, which we ourselves performed with delight when

we had outgrown the puppets. My playfellows, too, prepared for

themselves such armories, which they considered to be quite as fine and

good as mine; but I had made provision, not for the wants of one person

only, and could furnish several of the little band with every requisite,

and thus made myself more and more indispensable to our little circle.

That such games tended to factions, quarrels, and blows, and commonly

came to a sad end in tumult and vexation, may easily be supposed. In

such cases certain of my companions generally took part with me, while

others sided against me; though many changes of party occurred. One

single boy, whom I will call Pylades, urged by the others, once only

left my party, but could scarcely for a moment maintain his hostile

position. We were reconciled amid many tears, and for a long time

afterwards kept faithfully together.

To him, as well as other well-wishers, I could render myself very

agreeable by telling tales, which they most delighted to hear when I was

the hero of my own story. It greatly rejoiced them to know that such

wonderful things could befall one of their own playfellows; nor was it

any harm that they did not understand how I could find time and space

for such adventures, as they must have been pretty well aware of all my

comings and goings, and how I was occupied the entire day. Not the less

necessary was it for me to select the localities of these occurrences,

if not in another world, at least in another spot; and yet all was told

as having taken place only to-day or yesterday. They therefore had to

form for themselves greater illusions than I could have palmed off upon

them. If I had not gradually learned, in accordance with the instincts

of my nature, to work up these visions and conceits into artistic forms,

such vain-glorious beginnings could not have gone on without producing

evil consequences for myself in the end.

Considering this impulse more closely, we may see in it that presumption

with which the poet authoritatively utters the greatest improbabilities,

and requires every one to recognize as real whatever may in any way seem

to him, the inventor, as true.

But what is here told only in general terms, and by way of reflection,

will perhaps become more apparent and interesting by means of an

example. I subjoin, therefore, one of these tales, which, as I often had

to repeat it to my comrades, still hovers entire in my imagination and

memory.

THE NEW PARIS.

A BOY'S LEGEND.

On the night before Whitsunday, not long since, I dreamed that I stood

before a mirror engaged with the new summer clothes which my dear

parents had given me for the holiday. The dress consisted, as you know,

of shoes of polished leather, with large silver buckles, fine cotton

stockings, black nether garments of serge, and a coat of green baracan

with gold buttons. The waistcoat of gold cloth was cut out of my

father's bridal waistcoat. My hair had been frizzled and powdered, and

my curls stuck out from my head like little wings; but I could not

finish dressing myself, because I kept confusing the different articles,

the first always falling off as soon as I was about to put on the next.

In this dilemma, a young and handsome man came to me, and greeted me in

the friendliest manner. "Oh! you are welcome," said I: "I am very glad

to see you here."--"Do you know me, then?" replied he, smiling. "Why

not?" was my no less smiling answer. "You are Mercury--I have often

enough seen you represented in pictures."--"I am, indeed," replied he,

"and am sent to you by the gods on an important errand. Do you see these

three apples?" He stretched forth his hand and showed me three apples,

which it could hardly hold, and which were as wonderfully beautiful as

they were large, the one of a red, the other of a yellow, the third of a

green, color. One could not help thinking they were precious stones made

into the form of fruit. I would have snatched them; but he drew back,

and said, "You must know, in the first place, that they are not for you.

You must give them to the three handsomest youths of the city, who then,

each according to his lot, will find wives to the utmost of their

wishes. Take them, and success to you!" said he, as he departed, leaving

the apples in my open hands. They appeared to me to have become still

larger. I held them up at once against the light, and found them quite

transparent; but soon they expanded upward, and became three beautiful

little ladies about as large as middle-sized dolls, whose clothes were

of the colors of the apples. They glided gently up my fingers: and when

I was about to catch them, to make sure of one at least, they had

already soared high and far; and I had to put up with the

disappointment. I stood there all amazed and petrified, holding up my

hands, and staring at my fingers as if there were still something on

them to see. Suddenly I saw a most lovely girl dance upon the very tips.

She was smaller, but pretty and lively; and as she did not fly away like

the others, but remained dancing, now on one finger-point, now on

another, I regarded her for a long while with admiration. And, as she

pleased me so much, I thought in the end I could catch her, and made, as

I fancied, a very adroit grasp. But at the moment I felt such a blow on

my head that I fell down stunned, and did not awake from my stupor till

it was time to dress myself and go to church.

During the service I often called those images to mind, and also when I

was eating dinner at my grandfather's table. In the afternoon I wished

to visit some friends, partly to show myself in my new dress, with my

hat under my arm and my sword by my side, and partly to return their

visits. I found no one at home; and, as I heard that they were gone to

the gardens, I resolved to follow them, and pass the evening pleasantly.

My way led towards the intrenchments; and I came to the spot which is

rightly called the Bad Wall, for it is never quite safe from ghosts

there. I walked slowly, and thought of my three goddesses, but

especially of the little nymph, and often held up my fingers in hopes

she might be kind enough to balance herself there again. With such

thoughts I was proceeding, when I saw in the wall on my left hand a

little gate which I did not remember to have ever noticed before. It

looked low, but its pointed arch would have allowed the tallest man to

enter. Arch and wall had been chiselled in the handsomest way, both by

mason and sculptor; but it was the door itself which first properly

attracted my attention. The old brown wood, though slightly ornamented,

was crossed with broad bands of brass wrought both in relief and

intaglio. The foliage on these, with the most natural birds sitting in

it, I could not sufficiently admire. But, what seemed most remarkable,

no keyhole could be seen, no latch, no knocker; and from this I

conjectured that the door could be opened only from within. I was not in

error; for, when I went nearer in order to touch the ornaments, it

opened inwards; and there appeared a man whose dress was somewhat long,

wide, and singular. A venerable beard enveloped his chin, so that I was

inclined to think him a Jew. But he, as if he had divined my thoughts,

made the sign of the holy cross, by which he gave me to understand that

he was a good Catholic Christian. "Young gentleman, how came you here,

and what are you doing?" he said to me, with a friendly voice and

manner." I am admiring," I replied," the workmanship of this door; for I

have never seen any thing like it, except in some small pieces in the

collections of amateurs."--"I am glad," he answered, "that you like such

works. The door is much more beautiful inside. Come in, if you like." My

heart, in some degree, failed me. The mysterious dress of the porter,

the seclusion, and a something, I know not what, that seemed to be in

the air, oppressed me. I paused, therefore, under the pretext of

examining the outside still longer; and at the same time I cast stolen

glances into the garden, for a garden it was which had opened before me.

Just inside the door I saw a space. Old linden-trees, standing at

regular distances from each other, entirely covered it with their

thickly interwoven branches; so that the most numerous parties, during

the hottest of the day, might have refreshed themselves in the shade.

Already I had stepped upon the threshold, and the old man contrived

gradually to allure me on. Properly speaking, I did not resist; for I

had always heard that a prince or sultan in such a case must never ask

whether there be danger at hand. I had my sword by my side too; and

could I not soon have finished with the old man, in case of hostile

demonstrations? I therefore entered perfectly re-assured: the keeper

closed the door, which bolted so softly that I scarcely heard it. He now

showed me the workmanship on the inside, which in truth was still more

artistic than the outside, explained it to me, and at the same time

manifested particular good will. Being thus entirely at my ease, I let

myself be guided in the shaded space by the wall, that formed a circle,

where I found much to admire. Niches tastefully adorned with shells,

corals, and pieces of ore, poured a profusion of water from the mouths

of tritons into marble basins. Between them were aviaries and other

lattice-work, in which squirrels frisked about, guinea-pigs ran hither

and thither, with as many other pretty little creatures as one could

wish to see. The birds called and sang to us as we advanced: the

starlings, particularly, chattered the silliest stuff. One always cried,

"Paris, Paris!" and the other, "Narcissus, Narcissus!" as plainly as a

schoolboy can say them. The old man seemed to continue looking at me

earnestly while the birds called out thus; but I feigned not to notice

it, and had in truth no time to attend to him, for I could easily

perceive that we went round and round, and that this shaded space was in

fact a great circle, which enclosed another much more important. Indeed,

we had actually reached the small door again, and it seemed as though

the old man would let me out. But my eyes remained directed towards a

golden railing, which seemed to hedge round the middle of this wonderful

garden, and which I had found means enough of observing in our walk;

although the old man managed to keep me always close to the wall, and

therefore pretty far from the centre. And now, just as he was going to

the door, I said to him, with a bow, "You have been so extremely kind to

me that I would fain venture to make one more request before I part from

you. Might I not look more closely at that golden railing, which appears

to enclose in a very wide circle the interior of the garden?"--"Very

willingly," replied he, "but in that case you must submit to some

conditions."--"In what do they consist?" I asked hastily. "You must

leave here your hat and sword, and must not let go my hand while I

accompany you."--"Most willingly," I replied; and laid my hat and sword

on the nearest stone bench. Immediately he grasped my left hand with his

right, held it fast, and led me with some force straight forwards. When

we reached the railing, my wonder changed into amazement. On a high

socle of marble stood innumerable spears and partisans, ranged beneath

each other, joined by their strangely ornamented points, and forming a

complete circle. I looked through the intervals, and saw just behind a

gently flowing piece of water, bounded on both sides by marble, and

displaying in its clear depths a multitude of gold and silver fish,

which moved about now slowly and now swiftly, now alone and now in

shoals. I would also fain have looked beyond the canal, to see what

there was in the heart of the garden. But I found, to my great sorrow,

that the other side of the water was bordered by a similar railing, and

with so much art, that to each interval on this side exactly fitted a

spear or partisan on the other. These, and the other ornaments, rendered

it impossible for one to see through, stand as he would. Besides, the

old man, who still held me fast, prevented me from moving freely. My

curiosity, meanwhile, after all I had seen, increased more and more; and

I took heart to ask the old man whether one could not pass over. "Why

not?" returned he, "but on new conditions." When I asked him what these

were, he gave me to understand that I must put on other clothes. I was

satisfied to do so: he led me back towards the wall into a small, neat

room, on the sides of which hung many kinds of garments, all of which

seemed to approach the Oriental costume. I soon changed my dress. He

confined my powdered hair under a many-colored net, after having to my

horror violently dusted it out. Now, standing before a great mirror, I

found myself quite handsome in my disguise, and pleased myself better

than in my formal Sunday clothes. I made gestures, and leaped, as I had

seen the dancers do at the fair-theatre. In the midst of this I looked

in the glass, and saw by chance the image of a niche which was behind

me. On its white ground hung three green cords, each of them twisted up

in a way which from the distance I could not clearly discern. I

therefore turned round rather hastily, and asked the old man about the

niche as well as the cords. He very courteously took a cord down, and

showed it to me. It was a band of green silk of moderate thickness, the

ends of which, joined by green leather with two holes in it, gave it the

appearance of an instrument for no very desirable purpose. The thing

struck me as suspicious, and I asked the old man the meaning. He

answered me very quietly and kindly, "This is for those who abuse the

confidence which is here readily shown them." He hung the cord again in

its place, and immediately desired me to follow him; for this time he

did not hold me, and so I walked freely beside him.

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