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one for me and one for yourself, and weâll fasten the children on to each
otherâs backs.â
âBecause you have no trust in the Lord!â answered the farmerâs wife, a
little nettled. âMy mother always used to say, âEvery good action done on
earth is engraved by the angels in heaven on Godâs golden throne.â But I am
beginning to think that you canât want to see your name there.â
âWho has nothing can give nothing,â said Peter resignedly. âHow can it
help a beggar-man if I offer him an empty hand?â
âWell, he can take hold of it and have a support.â
âGo on! One must look to oneâs own children first and not to strangers.
And, lastly, we should most likely get into trouble with the priest; and how
would that suit you?â
âYouâre a regular old silly, thatâs what you are!â cried the wife, and banged
a saucepan on the stove till it rang again. âIt wants a special grace of God to
argue with you. How glad you would be if one day your guardian angel came
and said to God, âHere is Heath Peter, who was good to the poor; and he also
took the unfortunate schoolmaster of Rattenstein into his house and looked
after him and cared for him in his old age, but he did it for love of Thee, O
God our Father, and therefore do Thou mercifully forgive him, if he had other
faults, and lead him into Thy heaven, and his children with him and his wife
as well!â Wouldnât you be glad, Peter, if that ever happened?â
Peter had been scratching his head a little, and, at last, he answered in a
softer voice:
âYouâre shouting so loud youâll wake the children, and the schoolmaster
himself will hear.âYou can keep him for all that I care; I say no more.â
There was not much to be done with Peter with arguments based on
worldly logic; you could say white or black, but he invariably followed his
own nose. But his wife knew him inside and out, as well as she knew her own
nightcap; she took a higher standpoint, and when, in her clever way of
talking, she held up heaven and God before him, he came kneeling, as people
say, to the crossâto the matrimonial cross.
When the couple returned to the parlour Klara said:
âOne would think that chimney-slide wasnât meant to be reached; one has
to stand on tip-toe to get at it. Well, donât you like your soup, Schoolmaster? I
did my best to make it good, and I put plenty of caraway seeds in it, against
the cramp. Ah! and now thereâs something else to discuss. I donât know
whatâs come into my Peterâs head, but he wants to keep you in the house, here
The Forest Farm
Tales of the Austrian Tyrol
- Titel
- The Forest Farm
- Untertitel
- Tales of the Austrian Tyrol
- Autor
- Peter Rosegger
- Verlag
- The Vineyard Press
- Ort
- London
- Datum
- 1912
- Sprache
- englisch
- Lizenz
- PD
- Abmessungen
- 21.0 x 29.7 cm
- Seiten
- 169
- Kategorien
- Geographie, Land und Leute
- International