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Forward, Leberecht, make the postilion push on, that we may arrive in Berlin before daybreak, and no one know of this abominable affair." The postilion laughed with delight, at the thought of the louis d'or. Upon the box sat Leberecht, a smile of malicious triumph upon his face.
<b>MARIA FEODOROVNA,</b> wife of the Czar Peter I. As Princess Dorothea Auguste Sophie of Würtemberg she was born at Trepton in 1759, and died at Petersburg in 1858. She studied under Leberecht, and engraved medals and cameos, many of which are portraits of members of the royal family and are in the royal collection at Petersburg. She was elected to the Berlin Academy in 1820.
With this friendly assurance Trude dismissed Leberecht, and hastened with youthful activity to the little garret-room, when Marie fell upon her neck, weeping bitterly. "Calm yourself do not weep so it breaks my heart, my dear child." "And mine cannot break. I must endure all this anguish and survive this shame. Help me, my good mother, stand by me!
Ebenstreit stamped his foot with rage, striding backward and forward in furious excitement, while Leberecht watched him, sardonically smiling. "Let us come to an end with this business," said Ebenstreit, stopping before his servant. "You know where Fraulein can be found, and you wish to sell the secret tell me your price."
Germany is the classic land of queer people. It is the land of Quintus Fixlein, Onkel Bräsig, Leberecht Hühnchen, and the host of Fliegende Blatter worthies; it is the land of the beer-garden and the Kaffeekranzchen, of the Christmas-tree and the Whitsuntide merry-making; it is the land of country inns and of student pranks.
I beg you to go up-stairs, and see for yourself, if your daughter is there." "Fraulein has locked the door so as not to be disturbed." "Ah," said Leberecht, "Trude has locked it, and has the key in her pocket." "Give up the key," shrieked the general, who in vain tried to rise, "or I will call the police, and send you to prison." "Do it, but I will not give it to you."
"O Almighty God, have compassion upon my poor little Marie," murmured Trude, kneeling, and covering her face. Ebenstreit in the mean time withdrew to the other room, followed by the servant. "Speak!" commanded his master, "and tell me what you have to say." Leberecht shrugged his shoulders. "We are two men who have urgent business with each other. I am not at present a servant and you the master.
"In the early part of 1805, one Carl Leberecht Schwabe, an enthusiastic admirer of Schiller, left Weimar on business. Returning on Saturday the 11th of May, between three and four in the afternoon, his first errand was to visit his betrothed, who lived in the house adjoining that of the Schillers.
"Leberecht told me my mistress called me." "Why do you then look so furious, and what are you seeking on the table?" asked Frau von Werrig. "My money," cried Trude, vehemently. "I thought that you called me to pay me, and that my wages were all counted out on the table. But I see there is nothing there, and I fear I shall get none, and be poor as a church-mouse all my life long.
If you drive quickly, there is a louis d'or for you." "I will drive as if the devil were after me, sir!" shouted the postilion, and turned to gallop off, when Ebenstreit ordered him to halt, and Leberecht to get up on the box. Then turning to the officers, "Gentlemen," said he, proudly, "you are witnesses to the ill-treatment and insults of this woman-stealer.
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