The Greylock eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 67 pages of information about The Greylock.

The Greylock eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 67 pages of information about The Greylock.
But she restrained herself, called Pepe and Nouna a couple of old geese, and the “signs,” which they had talked about, stupid nonsense.  Then she left the room hurriedly and George thought that he heard her crying outside.  He had gathered from her tone that she was not convinced of what she was saying, and was only trying to quiet his fears, and from that hour he, too, regarded himself as a child destined to adversity.  This was indeed unfortunate, yet it had its compensation, for each morning he anticipated an unhappy day, and when in the evening he looked back on nothing but pleasure and sunshine, he went to bed with a heart full of gratitude for the good which he had enjoyed but which did not rightfully belong to him.  From this time his mother had him more carefully guarded than before, she herself even followed him about anxiously, like a hen who has hatched a duckling, and forbade him to build any more stone-houses.

The noble Duchess was just then weighed down with other cares.  One of her neighbors, a king, who had often been defeated in battle by her husband and her husband’s father, thought it an excellent opportunity, while the duchy of the Greylocks was ruled only by a woman and her Councillors, to invade the land, and win back some of the provinces which he had formerly lost.  Moustache, her Field-marshal, had led forth the army, and a battle was now imminent, which like all other battles, must end either in victory or defeat.

One day a messenger came from the camp, bringing a letter from the brave marshal, who demanded more troops, saying that the enemy far out-numbered him.  Then the Prime Minister called the Great Council together, from which, of course, the Duchess could not be absent, and during the time that she presided over the Councillors’ meeting, she lost sight of George for the first time for many weeks.

The naughty boy was delighted.  He slipped out of the castle, whence his older brother would not move, on account of the bad weather, went down to the shore of the lake, and finding that it was unusually rough, he, together with the son of the head-gondolier, sprang into a small boat, and drove it with powerful strokes out among the waves.  The wind lifted the brown curls of the boy, and whenever a large wave bore the skiff aloft on its crest, he shouted with joy.  Hitherto he had only been allowed to go on the lake in a well manned, safe boat, and then the sailors were under orders to keep to the southern half of the lake.  Consequently an excursion on the water had seemed but a mild amusement; but to be his own master, and to fight thus untrammelled against the winds and waves was pleasure such as he had never before experienced.

He had never yet visited the northern part of the lake, there where it was so dark, and mysterious, and where—­as old Nonna used to relate—­evil spirits dwelt, and a giant covered with pumice-stone was compelled by a curse to live.  Perhaps, if he could only get to the other shore, he might see a ghost!  That was a tempting prospect!  So he turned the bow of the boat towards the north, and bidding his companion to row hard, did the same himself.

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