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As it was, he waited not to hear the funeral oration, delivered by Spiridion Tricoupi; but was on the deck of the vessel that was to bear him homewards, and shed tears of mingled grief, admiration, and gratitude, as thirty-seven minute guns, fired from the battery, told Greece and Carl Obers, that they had lost Byron, their best friend. Carl reached Germany, a wiser man than when he left it.
Carl Obers and Thompson held him down, while this strong paroxysm lasted. His sobs became fainter, and he sunk into a placid slumber. The student watched anxiously by his side. He awoke; called for Emily's letter; and as he read it once more, the tears coursed down his sunken cheeks. Ah! what a relief to the excited man, is the fall of tears.
Carl Obers, with his youth and his vivacity, carried his auditors a little knot of beer drinking liberty-mongers with him, and for him, in all he said; and the orator would look round, with conscious power, and considerable satisfaction; and flatter himself, that his specious arguments were as unanswerable, as they were then unanswered.
Carl Obers sought his old chums; and, exhilarated by his meershaum, and the excellent beer rivalling the famous Lubeck beer, sent to Martin Luther, during his trial, by the Elector of Saxony triumphantly placed "young Germany" at the head of nations. Early the following morning, they were again en route.
Carl Obers attempted to combat his despondency; but observing how useless were his arguments, wisely allowed his grief to take its course. There was one point, in which Delme was decidedly wrong. He could not bring himself, to communicate their loss to his sister. Carl pressed this duty frequently on him, but was always met by the same reply. "No! no! how can I inflict such a pang?"
Her romantic history the legacies she has left us our early recollections, identifying with her existence as a nation, all that is good and glorious; no wonder these things should have shed a bright halo around her, and have made each breast deeply sympathise with her in her unwonted struggle for freedom. Carl Obers did not hear of this struggle with indifference.
These circumstances seemed to point him out, as the proper person to attend to the wants of the unfortunate traveller; and Carl Obers mentally determined, that he would not leave Delme, as long as he had it in his power to befriend him, Sir Henry Delme was completely unmanned by his bereavement.
"Here, here!" said Carl Obers, as he gazed on the scene, with mournful sensations, "here were my youthful visions conceived and embodied here did I form vows, to break the bonds of enslaved mankind here did I dream of grateful thousands, standing erect for the first time as free men here did I brood over, the possible happiness of my fellow men, and in attempting to realise it, have wrecked my own."
Now! where was it? A bitter cry escaped! his limbs trembled convulsively, and could no longer support him. He fell senseless beside his brother. The Student "What is my being? thou hast ceased to be." Carl Obers was as enthusiastic a being as ever Germany sent forth.
As for Carl Obers, that zealous patriot; the last we heard of him, was that he was holding a commission in the Hanoverian Jaegers, obtained for him by Sir Henry's intervention. He was at that period, in high favour with that liberal monarch, King Ernest. Home.
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