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Krause; "it is impossible that this is meant in earnest. They cannot intend to execute so cruel a sentence. What would the world, what would mankind say, if two writers were scourged for the articles they had written? Will the town of Berlin suffer it? Will no one take pity on our distress?" "No one," said Mr. Kretschmer, mournfully.
"You may tell the world," said he, "that my lips laugh; but how my heart feels, that you gossips and newspapers know nothing about." "God be praised," said Kretschmer, ironically, "you are now talking earnestly, and I can request you to listen to our serious representations. It is no idle rumor that I have told you. The Russians are already at the gates of Berlin.
"No, no, my information is warranted and authentic. The king has had a sharp skirmish with the Russians near Reitwan, and driven them back, and then proceeded quietly to Meissen. Thus there is no ground for anxiety, and I can safely let off my bomb-shells against the Russians." Mr. Kretschmer felt his courage return and his heart grow warm. "Now I see the whole game," cried he, laughing.
"Spener's Journal always has some wonderful news, and amuses the Berlin people with all kinds of stupid gossip," grumbled he. "The rivalry of such a paper is unbearable." "Well, how about the miscellaneous intelligence?" asked the printer's boy. Mr. Kretschmer stamped his foot angrily. "Go to the devil!" said he.
We are quiet, peaceable citizens, who have nothing to do with the war, but only busy ourselves with our pens." "Our arrest is contrary to all national law," cried Mr. Kretschmer, at the same time endeavoring to defend himself from the weapons which were pointed at him. The officer laughed. "In war we know no national law. You are my prisoners."
I wish the Russian would exterminate it thoroughly." While Mr. Krause was thus speaking to himself, Mr. Kretschmer had followed the same course of thought, and, very naturally, arrived at a similar conclusion. He, too, had to confess that Spener's Journal was very inconvenient, and hated its editor from the bottom of his heart.
"Pfannenstiel?" repeated Kretschmer, laughing heartily; "oh, yes! Pfannenstiel prophesied it just now in the streets, under my window. Now don't distress yourself, dearest friend and colleague. That was only a clumsy trick of the scoundrel to get me to write an article about him in the Vossian Gazette. I have already gratified his wish." "You are mistaken," said Krause, mournfully.
Kretschmer seized the bell-rope, and began to ring violently. Immediately the door opened, and a small boy entered with a portfolio under his arm. "Devil," said Mr.
"Besides which, it would be well to consult with some of the principal men who have an influence on the people. For example, let us go to Gotzkowsky," said Kretschmer. "Gotzkowsky gives a great holiday to his workmen to-day." "So much the better, for then he can immediately use his influence on his workmen.
They halted not far from the place where Pfannenstiel lay, and he crept carefully nearer. He then ascertained from their conversation that this was only a small division of the army, which had advanced by forced marches from Frankfort, and was commanded by General Tottleben." "By Tottleben!" cried Kretschmer in dismay.
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