The figure fell back a pace or two, regarding the baron meanwhile with a look of
intense terror, and when he had ceased, caught up the stake, plunged it violently
into its body, uttered a frightful howl, and disappeared., The Baron Von
Koeldwethout, of Grogzwig in Germany, was as likely a young baron as you would wish
to see. I needn't say that he lived in a castle, because that's of course; neither
need I say that he lived in an old castle; for what German baron ever lived in a new
one? There were many strange circumstances connected with this venerable building,
among which, not the least startling and mysterious were, that when the wind blew,
it rumbled in the chimneys, or even howled among the trees in the neighboring
forest; and that when the moon shone, she found her way through certain small
loopholes in the wall, and actually made some parts of the wide halls and galleries
quite light, while she left others in gloomy shadow. I believe that one of the
baron's ancestors
, being short of money, had inserted a dagger in a gentleman who called one night
to ask his way, and it was supposed that these miraculous occurrences took place in
consequence. And yet I hardly know how tha! t could have been, either, because the
baron's ancestor, who was an amiable man, felt very sorry afterwards for having
been so rash, and laying violent hands upon a quantity of stone and timber which
belonged to a weaker baron, built a chapel as an apology, and so took a receipt
from Heaven, in full of all demands.
The baron sighed mechanically, at the mention of the word; the figure, brightening
up again, handed him the hunting-knife with the most winning politeness. The figure
looked at the bold Baron of Grogzwig for some time, and then said familiarly,
The figure looked at the bold Baron of Grogzwig for some time, and then said
familiarly, A hoarse murmur arose from the company; every man touched, first the
hilt of his sword, and then the tip of his nose, with appalling significance.
Nor was this the whole extent of the baron's misfortunes. About a year after his
nuptials, there came into the world a lusty young baron, in whose honour a great
many fireworks were let off, and a great many dozens of wine drunk; but next year
there came a young baroness, and next year another young baron, and so on, every
year, either a baron or baroness (and one year both together), until the baron found
himself the father of a small family of twelve. Upon every one of these
anniversaries, the venerable Baroness Von Swillenhausen was nervously sensitive for
the well-being of her child the Baroness Von Koeldwethout and although it was not
found that the good lady ever did anything material towards contributing to her
child's recovery, still she made it a point of duty to be as nervous as possible at
the castle at Grogzwig, and to divide her time between moral observations on the
baron's housekeeping, and bewailing the hard lot of her unhappy daughter. And if the
Baron ! of G
rogzwig, a little hurt and irritated at this, took heart, and ventured to suggest
that his wife was at least no worse off than the wives of other barons, the
Baroness Von Swillenhausen begged all persons to take notice, that nobody but she,
sympathized with her dear daughter's sufferings; upon which, her relations and
friends remarked, that to be sure she did cry a great deal more than her
son-in-law, and that if there were a hard-hearted brute alive, it was that Baron of
Grogzwig. Nor was this the whole extent of the baron's misfortunes. About a year
after his nuptials, there came into the world a lusty young baron, in whose honour
a great many fireworks were let off, and a great many dozens of wine drunk; but
next year there came a young baroness, and next year another young baron, and so
on, every year, either a baron or baroness (and one year both together), until the
baron found himself the father of a small family of twelve. Upon every one of these
anniversaries, the v
enerable Baroness Von Swillenhausen was nervously sensitive for the well-being of
her child the Baroness Von Koeldwethout and although it was not found that the good
lady ever did anything material towards contributing to her child's recovery, still
she made it a point of duty to be as nervous as possible at the castle at Grogzwig,
and to divide her time between moral observations on the baron's housekeeping, and
bewailing the hard lot of her unhappy daughter. And if the Baron ! of Grogzwig, a
little hurt and irritated at this, took heart, and ventured to suggest that his
wife was at least no worse off than the wives of other barons, the Baroness Von
Swillenhausen begged all persons to take notice, that nobody but she, sympathized
with her dear daughter's sufferings; upon which, her relations and friends
remarked, that to be sure she did cry a great deal more than her son-in-law, and
that if there were a hard-hearted brute alive, it was that Baron of Grogzwig. A
hoarse murmu
r arose from the company; every man touched, first the hilt of his sword, and then
the tip of his nose, with appalling significance.
Nor was this the whole extent of the baron's misfortunes. About a year after his
nuptials, there came into the world a lusty young baron, in whose honour a great
many fireworks were let off, and a great many dozens of wine drunk; but next year
there came a young baroness, and next year another young baron, and so on, every
year, either a baron or baroness (and one year both together), until the baron found
himself the father of a small family of twelve. Upon every one of these
anniversaries, the venerable Baroness Von Swillenhausen was nervously sensitive for
the well-being of her child the Baroness Von Koeldwethout and although it was not
found that the good lady ever did anything material towards contributing to her
child's recovery, still she made it a point of duty to be as nervous as possible at
the castle at Grogzwig, and to divide her time between moral observations on the
baron's housekeeping, and bewailing the hard lot of her unhappy daughter. And if the
Baron ! of G
rogzwig, a little hurt and irritated at this, took heart, and ventured to suggest
that his wife was at least no worse off than the wives of other barons, the
Baroness Von Swillenhausen begged all persons to take notice, that nobody but she,
sympathized with her dear daughter's sufferings; upon which, her relations and
friends remarked, that to be sure she did cry a great deal more than her
son-in-law, and that if there were a hard-hearted brute alive, it was that Baron of
Grogzwig.
The figure looked at the bold Baron of Grogzwig for some time, and then said
familiarly,
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