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Updated: June 8, 2025
It was quite another thing to return to his friend the philosopher, who was now in a very bad humor. "Such fooling!" he cried, when Anthrops came back much exhilarated. "That woman is the plague of my life! See," he continued, sarcastically, "I picked up one of the ugly little pins that she fastens her hair with; perhaps you might like it for a keepsake."
Anthrops kissed the little old man on the dagger's hilt again and again, and made two equally firm, but entirely disconnected resolutions, simultaneously: namely, never to give his nephew the intended present, and by all means to be at the boat-fête the following week. The day of the fête arrived, a clear, lovely day in early June.
The nest day Haguna sent back the dagger, with a little note, thanking the owner in graceful terms. "Your graceful politeness last evening, Herr Anthrops, saved me much perplexity, and procured me a delightful waltz. I actually was obliged to kiss him at parting, he looked so kindly and pleasantly at me.
Europe is almost exhausted, the ultima Thule of arable territory in America has been reached, Asia barely supports her own immense population; nothing is left but Africa, and she presents a merely hopeful prospect for the future. In a hundred years, what will society do for breadstuffs?" "Live on rice and potatoes," suggested Anthrops. "Rash boy, and check the advance of civilization!
The billows of hair rose from purple depths of shadow into gleaming crests of golden light, and fell away again in long undulations into the whirlpool of the knot. While Anthrops was feasting his rapt eyes on the lovely picture, some treacherous fastening gave way, and the whole wavy mass overflowed upon the white shoulders.
She leaned forward a little on her horse, her one gloved hand, dropping the reins on his neck, nestled carelessly in his mane, while the forefinger of the other hand rested on her lip, with a comical expression of mock anxiety, as she looked inquiringly at Anthrops. "I think," finally exclaimed Anthrops, "that we had better push straight through the woods.
"It is evident to my mind," returned Haguna, thoughtfully, "that the seven sages, joyfully escaping from the frivolous necessities of society, would return to the privileges of the children of eternal Nature, and sleep confidingly under the blue welkin." "Rheumatism," suggested Anthrops. "Rheumatism!" echoed Haguna, disdainfully. "What is rheumatism?
"All women have some plague-spot," said the philosopher, sententiously. "Well, then, I may as well be infected by her as by any one," cried Anthrops, lightly, and was rushing down the steps again, when the philosopher caught him by the arm. "Follow me," he said; "you will not believe, but still you may see."
The philosopher drew from his pocket a small cup and dipped up a little water. He then handed it to the youth, and bade him look at it through a strong magnifying-glass, which he also gave him. Anthrops was surprised to find a white dust in the bottom of the cup. "Ah!" said his companion, answering his look of inquiry, "it is bone-dust; and now you may see where it comes from."
Nothing but flowers would he cultivate now, and cared not even that they should be perennials, if only the present blooming were gay and gladsome. One June day, Anthrops joined a pleasure-seeking equestrian party, who rode from the town to spend the day in the woods. What a lovely day it was!
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