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The first account of Schiller by a conscientious and competent writer was that by Koerner, which accompanied his edition of 1812-15. This, however, was a mere sketch. In 1825 Carlyle published his Life of Schiller at London, and a few years later the book was translated into German and supplied with an introduction by Goethe.

It occurs in PUNCHINELLO, at this late day, to remark that the friends of America in England, even in the darkest hours of the rebellion, were ever disposed to look on the BRIGHT side. A traveller, who has lately been shipwrecked on the ocean, has a notion that there is precious little poetry in being Rocked in the cradle of the deep. KOeRNER.

We first hear of it in a letter of December, 1789, wherein Schiller, just then casting about eagerly for possibilities of income, informs Koerner that he is to have four hundred thalers from Goeschen for an 'essay' upon the Thirty Years' War, to be published in the 'Historical Calendar for Ladies'. He felicitates himself that the labor will be light, since the material is so abundant and he is to write only for amateurs.

One had seen the corpse of Koerner and another knew Prohaska. "The Roman postulate that knowledge should be imparted to boys according to a thoroughly tested method approved by the mature human intellect and which seems most useful to it for later life" was the old system of sacrificing the interests of the child for those of the man.

First published in 1830, with a Vorerinnerung by Von Humboldt. Schillers Briefwechsel mit Koerner, herausgegeben von K. Goedeke, Leipzig, 1874; also a later edition by L. Geiger, Stuttgart, 1893. The correspondence was first published in 1847 and soon after translated into English by Simpson, 3 vols., London, 1849.

Or the monument of the young warrior-poet Koerner, with a gentle-looking girl and her mother reading and knitting on a bench before it? These simple pleasures sufficed them, but what could lovers really care for them?

But Schiller was the best judge of his own needs, and how he felt about the matter appears very clearly from a letter that he wrote to Koerner a few months later: I am full of eagerness for some poetic task and particularly my pen is itching to be at 'Wallenstein. Really it is only in art itself that I feel my strength. In theorizing I have to plague myself all the while about principles.

Or the monument of the young warrior-poet Koerner, with a gentle-looking girl and her mother reading and knitting on a bench before it? These simple pleasures sufficed them, but what could lovers really care for them?

And the face that bent so lovingly above him was the face that had looked into mine that night on the street the face of the blue-eyed maiden of a younger and a lovelier Juliet! As I gazed, there came a thundering summons at the door, and the police entered. My poor uncle Koerner had not prospered after his great stroke of roguery.

When I replied that Koerner was an ardent German poet whose songs inspired his countrymen to resist the aggressions of Napoleon, and that his bound poems were found in the most respectable libraries, he looked at me rather askance and I then and there had my first intimation that to treat a Chicago man, who is called an anarchist, as you would treat any other citizen, is to lay yourself open to deep suspicion.