Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 15, 2025
"The Russians are coming!" cried the terrified multitude and some among them turned pale. The weeping women folded their hands in prayer; the men looked around timidly, and the frightened children clung to their mothers in dread of the Russians, whose name was synonymous with that of savages and cannibals. Even Kretschmer could not help feeling somewhat terrified.
"I never avowed myself the author of that pamphlet," said Kretschmer quickly. "But every one knows that you are, and you never denied it," replied Krause maliciously. "This 'Country Talk' is more than indiscreet, it is foolhardy. In it you nicknamed Maria Theresa, Aunt Tilla; the Elector of Saxony, Brother Osten; the Empress of Russia, Cousin Lizzy; and our king, Neighbor Flink.
"Yes," said Krause, raising himself quickly by the arm of his younger friend, "let us go to Gotzkowsky with Pfannenstiel, and preach mildness and submission to him and his workmen." They both prepared to go. Suddenly Kretschmer stopped as if struck by lightning, and sank down on a chair stunned. "My article, my article!" moaned he. "I am a lost man!" "What article do you mean, my dearest friend?"
It could still pass for a vigorous, handsome, and perhaps even innocent young maiden; and Mr. Kretschmer was the editor of the Vossian Gazette. Had he not, then, a right to be regarded as a great politician? Mr.
A Prussian officer came in person to Erlangen to call the editor to account. And what do you think he did? He caused the unfortunate and pitiable journalist to be beaten with cudgels, and then gave him a receipt for the bastinado he had gotten." "Horrible!" cried Mr. Kretschmer, wringing his hands. Mr.
"Come, then," cried Kretschmer pathetically; "come and be their bellwether, and lead the people into the church." In a few minutes quiet, peaceful, industrious Berlin was transformed into an open encampment.
"You see my guests are still busy with the scarecrow which you brought here; and what business has this man, indeed, among merry people?" "He maintains that God ordered him to come to you, to warn you in His name, and call upon you to protect Berlin," said Krause. "Yes," continued Kretschmer, "and he entreated us to accompany him, trusting to our influence with our dear friend."
Kretschmer, majestically, "here is my article; run as fast as you can to the printing-office with it, and impress upon the compositor the necessity of haste, and, above all things, not to make such mistakes as he did lately, when, in speaking of the Russians, he put 'friends' instead of 'fiends, which was an unpardonable and most treasonable error of expression."
"Know what?" demanded the latter in reply, feeling his heart sink. "The Russians are coming!" sighed Mr. Krause. "That is a silly tale," cried Kretschmer peevishly, with an impatient gesture. "Would to God it were!" groaned Krause; "but the news is, alas, but too true, and it can no longer be doubted!" "Man of misfortune," cried Mr. Kretschmer, "who told you so?" "Pfannenstiel."
Worthy citizens! be prudent, and remember that work and not war is your calling. Go home, then, and mind your business; take care of your wives and children, and bow your heads in humbleness, for necessity will teach you prudence." Mr. Kretschmer stopped, and the silent assembly seemed to be considering whether they should listen to his prudent advice.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking