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No electric machine known to mortals could have produced the vast variety of alleged effects, none was ever found; and as M. Zoller changed his servants without escaping his tribulations, they can hardly be blamed for what, prima facie, it seems that they could not possibly do. However, 'electricity, like Mesopotamia, is 'a blessed word.
A great number of Bavarians, however, remained under General Zoller to garrison Thorn, and about fifteen hundred of them returned home. At the passage of the Beresina, the Wuertembergers had still about eighty men under arms, and in Poland about three hundred assembled, the only ones who returned free.
We know, sometimes, how the 'explanation' arose. Thus, the house of a certain M. Zoller, a lawyer and member of the Swiss Federal Council, a house at Stans, in Unterwalden, was made simply uninhabitable in 1860-1862. The disturbances, including movements of objects, were of a truly odious description, and occurred in full daylight.
She was in full toilet, having just left the dinner table where she had presided at the table d'hote as lady of the house, and received with dignity the praise of her guests. These encomiums still resounded in her ears, and she reclined upon the divan and listened to their pleasing echo. The door opened and the head waiter announced Mr. Zoller.
"I desire to have a draft of ten thousand crowns cashed," said Frederick Zoller, sharply. The door was opened hastily, and Madame Witte stepped forward to greet the stranger and his companion. "Have the kindness, gentlemen, to step in and await my husband; he will be here in a quarter of an hour. Go, Andres, for Mr. Witte."
I shall find her coarse, old, and ugly." "But listen, Zoller. These good Dutchmen worship her not be cause of her perishable beauty, but because of a famous pie which she alone in Amsterdam knows how to make." "Ah, that is better. I begin now to appreciate the Dutchmen, and if the pie is good, I will worship at the same shrine.
M. Zoller, deeply attached to his home, which had many interesting associations with the part his family played in the struggle against revolutionary France, was obliged to abandon the place. He had made every conceivable sort of research, and had called in the local police and savants, to no purpose.
Madame Witte moved quickly forward to follow the bent of her womanly curiosity and see who desired admittance at this unusual hour. Two strangers had already entered the hall and desired to see the banker. "Mr. Witte is not at home, and if your business is not too pressing, call again early to-morrow morning." "But my business is pressing," said Frederick Zoller, hastily, "I must speak with Mr.
"I was in my room writing a letter, sire." "Ah, a letter. You were no doubt writing to that beautiful barmaid at the hotel of the Black Raven at Amsterdam, who declined the attentions of the servant of the brothers Zoller." This reference to the journey to Amsterdam showed Deesen that the king was not very angry.
Early the next morning, a simple caleche, with two horses, stood at the hotel of the "Black Raven." The brothers Zoller were about to leave Amsterdam, and, to Madame Blaken's astonishment, they not only paid their bill without murmuring, but left a rich douceur for the servants. The hostess stepped to the door to bid them farewell, and nodded kindly as they came down the steps.
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