Joseph in the Snow, and The Clockmaker. In Three Volumes. Vol. III.
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Auerbach Berthold. Joseph in the Snow, and The Clockmaker. In Three Volumes. Vol. III.
CHAPTER XXIII. THE FIRST NAIL KNOCKED IN, PEACE IN THE HOUSE, AND THE FIRST SUNDAY GUEST
CHAPTER XXIV. ANCIENT HEIRLOOMS ARE DISMISSED, AND A NEW TONE PREVAILS IN THE MORGENHALDE
CHAPTER XXV. THE PENDULUMS SWING TOGETHER, BUT THE STRESS ON THE MAINSPRING IS SEVERE
CHAPTER XXVI. THE AXE IS PUT TO THE ROOT OF LIFE, AND TEARS ARE SHED
CHAPTER XXVII. EVERYTHING GONE
CHAPTER XXVIII. A BEGGAR, AND MONEY SAVED
CHAPTER XXIX. ANOTHER WORLD
CHAPTER XXX. THE THAW EXTENDS EVEN TO PETROWITSCH, BUT HE FREEZES AGAIN
CHAPTER XXXI. ANNELE THAWS ALSO, BUT FREEZES AGAIN
CHAPTER XXXII. A STORMY NIGHT
CHAPTER XXXIII. A FRIEND IN NEED
CHAPTER XXXIV. BURIED ALIVE
CHAPTER XXXV. A HEART TOUCHED
CHAPTER XXXVI. VOICES FROM THE DEAD
CHAPTER XXXVII. A PHALANX
CHAPTER XXXVIII. A PLANT GROWS UNDER THE SNOW
CHAPTER XXXIX. SAVED
CHAPTER XL. ALL'S WELL
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The bridal week, and many other weeks and months have passed away, about which there is not much to relate. Annele laughed at Lenz almost every morning, for he could never reconcile himself to the Landlady of the "Lion" sending up fresh baked white bread to his house from the village. It was not so much the luxury itself; but that people should accustom themselves to such indulgences, filled him with astonishment. In many other things too it was evident, that Annele had wants and habits which, to Lenz, seemed only suited to holidays and festivals. On this account she, of course, thought herself very superior to him, and blamed the inexperience that did not understand how to make life twice as agreeable at the same cost; and, in truth, everything in the household was now far better of its kind, without the expense being increased. From the very same flour, she baked far better bread than was formerly in the house. But along with her good management she was often petulant, and during the spring months she was constantly complaining and saying: —
"Good heavens! the wind up on the hill is so high, I often think it will blow down the house about our ears."
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No chair in the Morgenhalde seemed substantial enough to bear the weight of the Landlord's dignity, so he drank a glass of wine standing, and then went down the hill, holding his hand on the breast pocket of his coat.
"How strange my father is today," said Annele.
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