On the Heights. Auerbach Berthold

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      "My dear child--"

      "Don't call me 'child'! I'm not a child! I'm a mother!"

      "But here, in the great world, you are only a child. A court is a strange place. Some go hunting, others go fishing; one builds, another paints; one studies a rôle, another a piece of music; a dancer learns a new step, an author writes a new book. Every one in the land is doing something,--cooking or baking, drilling or practicing, writing, painting, or dancing--simply in order that the king and queen may be entertained."

      "I understand you," said Walpurga, and Mademoiselle Kramer continued:

      "My family has been in the service of the court for sixteen generations";--six would have been the right number, but sixteen sounded so much better;--"my father is the governor of the summer palace, and I was born there. I know all about the court, and can teach you a great deal."

      "And I'll be glad to learn," interposed Walpurga.

      "Do you imagine that every one is kindly disposed toward you? Take my word for it, a palace contains people of all sorts, good and bad. All the vices abound in such a place. And there are many other matters of which you have no idea and of which you will, I trust, ever remain ignorant. But all you meet are wondrous polite. Try to remain just as you now are, and, when you leave the palace, let it be as the same Walpurga you were when you came here."

      Walpurga stared at her in surprise. Who could change her?

      Word came that the queen was awake and desired Walpurga to bring the crown prince to her.

      Accompanied by Doctor Gunther, Mademoiselle Kramer and two waiting-women, she proceeded to the queen's bedchamber. The queen lay there, calm and beautiful, and, with a smile of greeting, turned her face toward those who had entered. The curtains had been partially drawn aside and a broad, slanting ray of light shone into the apartment, which seemed still more peaceful than during the breathless silence of the previous night.

      "Good-morning!" said the queen, with a voice full of feeling. "Let me have my child!" She looked down at the babe that rested in her arms and then, without noticing any one in the room, lifted her glance on high and faintly murmured:

      "This is the first time I behold my child in the daylight!"

      All were silent; it seemed as if there was naught in the apartment except the broad slanting ray of light that streamed in at the window.

      "Have you slept well?" inquired the queen. Walpurga was glad that the queen had asked a question, for now she could answer. Casting a hurried glance at Mademoiselle Kramer, she said:

      "Yes, indeed! Sleep's the first, the last, and the best thing in the world."

      "She's clever," said the queen, addressing Doctor Gunther in French.

      Walpurga's heart sank within her. Whenever she heard them speak French, she felt as if they were betraying her; as if they had put on an invisible cap, like that worn by the goblins in the fairy tale, and could thus speak without being seen.

      "Did the prince sleep well?" asked the queen.

      Walpurga passed her hand over her face, as if to brush away a spider that had been creeping there. The queen doesn't speak of her "child" or her "son," but only of "the crown prince."

      Walpurga answered:

      "Yes, quite well, thank God! That is, I couldn't hear him, and I only wanted to say that I'd like to act toward the--" she could not say "the prince"--"that is, toward him, as I'd do with my own child. We began right on the very first day. My mother taught me that. Such a child has a will of its own from the very start, and it won't do to give way to it. It won't do to take it from the cradle, or to feed it, whenever it pleases; there ought to be regular times for all those things. It'll soon get used to that, and it won't harm it either, to let it cry once in a while. On the contrary, that expands the chest."

      "Does he cry?" asked the queen.

      The infant answered the question for itself, for it at once began to cry most lustily.

      "Take him and quiet him," begged the queen.

      The king entered the apartment before the child had stopped crying.

      "He will have a good voice of command," said he, kissing the queen's hand.

      Walpurga quieted the child, and she and Mademoiselle Kramer were sent back to their apartments.

      The king informed the queen of the dispatches that had been received, and of the sponsors who had been decided upon. She was perfectly satisfied with all the arrangements that had been made.

      When Walpurga had returned to her room and had placed the child in the cradle, she walked up and down and seemed quite agitated.

      "There are no angels in this world!" said she. "They're all just like the rest of us, and who knows but--" she was vexed at the queen: "Why won't she listen patiently when her child cries? We must take all our children bring us, whether it be joy or pain."

      She stepped out into the passageway and heard the tones of the organ in the palace chapel. For the first time in her life, these sounds displeased her. It don't belong in the house, thought she, where all sorts of things are going on. The church ought to stand by itself.

      When she returned to the room, she found a stranger there. Mademoiselle Kramer informed her that this was the tailor to the queen.

      Walpurga laughed outright at the notion of a "tailor to the queen." The elegantly attired person looked at her in amazement, while Mademoiselle Kramer explained to her that this was the dressmaker to her majesty the queen, and that he had come to take her measure for three new dresses.

      "Am I to wear city clothes?"

      "God forbid! You're to wear the dress of your neighborhood, and can order a stomacher in red, blue, green, or any color that you like best."

      "I hardly know what to say; but I'd like to have a workday suit, too. Sunday clothes on week-days--that won't do."

      "At court, one always wears Sunday clothes, and when her majesty drives out again you will have to accompany her."

      "All right, then. I won't object."

      While the tailor took her measure, Walpurga laughed incessantly, and he was at last obliged to ask her to hold still, so that he might go on with his work. Putting his measure into his pocket, he informed Mademoiselle Kramer that he had ordered an exact model, and that the chief master of ceremonies had favored him with several drawings, so that there might be no doubt of success.

      Finally, he asked permission to see the crown prince. Mademoiselle Kramer was about to let him do so, but Walpurga objected. "Before the child is christened," said she, "no one shall look at it just out of curiosity, and least of all, a tailor, or else the child will never turn out the right sort of man."

      The tailor took his leave, Mademoiselle Kramer having politely hinted to him that nothing could be done with the superstition of the lower orders, and that it would not do to irritate the nurse.

      This occurrence induced Walpurga to administer СКАЧАТЬ