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Updated: June 22, 2025
Willie Thomson, of harsh and meagre upbringing, was the grumbler of his billet. He found fault with the camp fare, accommodation and hours in particular, with the discipline in general. Yet, oddly enough, after a fortnight or so, he seemed to accept the physical drill at 7 a.m. with a sort of dour satisfaction, though he never had a good word to say for it.
Father Grumbler felt quite frightened at the torrent, but at last he remembered what the Holy Man had told him, and cried at the top of his voice: 'Enough! enough! That will do for to-day! And the lid of the basket closed with a snap. Father Grumbler sighed with relief and happiness as he looked around him, and sitting down on a heap of stones, he ate till he could eat no more.
But that will never be YOU, he added, turning to Father Grumbler. The Story of the Yara Down in the south, where the sun shines so hotly that everything and everybody sleeps all day, and even the great forests seem silent, except early in the morning and late in the evening down in this country there once lived a young man and a maiden.
Then, as now, it is curious to find the rumour current that the climate of Nice was sadly deteriorating. "Nothing to what it was before the war!" as the grumbler from the South was once betrayed into saying of the August moon.
He had developed into a perpetual grumbler; he was pleased with nothing, neither the government nor the opposition. To hear him talk you would have thought that the opposing parties had been forced to narrow their platforms down to the differences between the views of Prince Bismarck and Jason Philip Schimmelweis.
'I do not see how that can be, said my mother. 'Nor do I, replied my father. 'I see the sons of bankers and merchants gazetted every month, and I do not see what claims they have to urge, unless they be golden ones. However, I have not served my king fifty years to turn grumbler at this time of life.
In other letters written in a vein of charming good humor, her facility and spirit are shown in her treatment of trivial incidents, or sketches of local characters, as this, for example, of an ancient female servant in her employ: The strangest old woman in the world active, industrious, clean and faithful, but an unimaginable grumbler. She grumbles by day, and I think by night, when asleep.
Whatever the intelligence of the men told them was necessary for success, for safety, or for efficiency, was done without reluctance. The outposts were seldom caught napping. Digging and tree-felling for the men had learned the value of making fortifications and good roads were taken as a matter of course. Nor was the Southern soldier a grumbler.
"Bite away, then, Dummy. I can't lift my arm to hit you now." "Then I'll wait till you get well again. But it was mean. I never seem to get a chance." "Well, you are a grumbler, Dummy. Here, you've done what none of us could do shown us how to end all this trouble, and pleased everybody, and yet you're not happy." "Happy?" said the boy; "who's to be happy after what I've done?
But Father Grumbler was wiser than they gave him credit for, and though they tried in all manner of ways to find out who had given him the basket, he put them off, and kept his secret to himself. Unluckily, though he did not SPEAK, he did drink, and it was not long before he fell fast asleep.
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