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Two Mali sh, ToieclesH ghuea !
V:ut ,iI can’t retime
The Icmh .a tin e ach to my uplrit-e.ir;
I can hut h. ar
The rai—-;ia -■ o t'V they tiring,
lln ■■ I- they utter near,
. . iLOil miiik they Hln.
oh, th waiting little feet!
s within the *un> retreat,
S-i'i , so near the mi rev neat;
i ,•> sh ill wanner ne'er again
On ! V—dipis-ry iihoren of pain,
sfrv i ~, pc, n r tire, nor Mumble in earth’s dark
le h or it r tin.
'.or aye, from sin and sorrow,
Till the lia'.y s of Home to-morrow,
When, ftd'o' tie heavenly street
We Hh.oi greet
T on- j .no; .ti e wclc uue and ‘he patter of the
fe t.
-frmUn Tranirnpt.
From \;n I- toils’ Journal fir January 21.
“liappx is lie,' says Schiller, “whom
the g ids i even before his birth ;
win i'ii, j clcld, Venus candles in her
linns ; ■.vJio.sc eves I’lnebus anoints;
who lips Hermes touches; upon
whose forehead Jove presses the seal of
power. An cxhalted destiny shall be
I.is, fr, a - e the. beginning of tlm con
llict, his temples are wreathed with
bay. ”
Hu,'h a Mvored one of Heaven seemed
Oontlic, I. m Germany recognizes as
her great 1 genius, and to whom the
world might jnstily assign a place
among nm icrii poets and dramatists,
second old to that of Shakespeare.
The dlI; son of a rich banker and
impel ai e .onsi'llor, Johann Wolfgang
von Goethe was born at Frankfort-on
t'n Main :l the year 1741 k To this, her ,
“Smite add," her darling, Nature
•an 1;;if• - vV’tli the choicest gifts.
Beaut*, Vi . uli, genius, friends, station
dl ware Life was to be to him
no ri'f o’ r/ 1 / 1 /.s n, up which he must toil,
) >an ag i , "iMssof neglect and penury.
The In 11• m -a of feeling las best efforts
unappreciated, of seeing lus best
thoughts fall cold upon the public ear,
were ne'er ids. Poverty, which eats
into tlie i native son] of genius like a
l inker, ml sure to sadden, if it does
not hurde i, he never knew. The up
ward puts was made smooth for him,
wind a e i. loving friends stood by to
aid Inm in "Very i arnest work, to cheer
him on to every high endeavor.
Had he been less tin* grand, no
ble genius he was, he might have
become tiic spoiled child of allluencc
and adulation. But he had aims in
life higher than pleasure, broader than
power, and he could not turn a deaf
ear tn the voice within, urging him on .
to grand aid lofty things. Conscious
of his splendid gifts, he heartily and
exultantly set about Ins appointed
“Oh, his pride, his sacred pride in
his beauty !” vrites “the Child," Bet
tins , m Arnim ; and the outward cas
ket was indeed worthy of the princely
soul it enshrined. Hie form, above
the medium height, was that of a stal
wart Hercules while the face and head
had the ideal beauty of an Apollo. The
brow was high and massive; the lea-'
tures were clear and finely cut, as in
the mah ,s of classic art; the eyes
large, deep, and lustrous; the com
plexion fu sh and glowing. It is said
that his personal appearance was so
striking, that whenever he entered a
public place, even as a stranger, all
eyes vi-re at once fixed upon him.
In youth ho was a wild, adventurous
follow, whoso slight regard to worldly
eonventiiiii.dilies greatly outraged his
precise, pompons old father. With
year- bis manners grew courtly and
dignified, even haughty; but his
haughtiness was nut that of the /nir
i i mi or eox comb. He could look be
yond the surface, and his respect for
men was not based upon the station
the world assigned them. Worth and
talent guided him in the choice of
friends, and, to those he chose to fas
cinate, he was through life the most
fascinating of men.
But thm man, so favored by fortune,
so exalted by genius, so idolized by his
fellows, after all, ii man with the
usual weaknesses and frailties, and.
among Ids greatest faults, was untruth
to the better feelings of his own heart.
Courted and caressed by all, lie was an
especial favorite with women, and. he
ing nun'll in society, he could be neith
er blind nor deaf to their admiration.
)! a susceptible, impulsive nature,
from youth to middle life he was eon
inn illy t illing in love. As he loved
ivadii\, lie forgot easily, and most of
ids attachments of this kind were very
transit' t : but there was one deeper
and more ' uduriug -his first mtf love,
and his la st. Ot this we purpose to
speak briefly.
la his tweutx second year young
Goethe went to Strasbourg to complete
Ids law studies at the University. One
pleasant Octobi r day he was invited iv
his friend Wieland to ride over to
Dnisenbeim, a lovely country village,
lying in one of the most delightful n
gins of Alsace, and pay a visit to I’as
tor Bri> Hi, the spiritual shepherd of t hat
rural eommmdt\.
I’lu Bnous, in Ih< r simple, refined,
diet rful homo Uff, forcibly reminded
tin’ vmii’ij student of tlie charming fam
il' n (ioldsnntli s “Vicar ot Wakc
ti 'ld." !n I’astor Brion and Ins excel
lent win lio saw the good Vicar and his
spouse Salome, the elder daughter,
he fidhd Olivia: Fredericks the
younger, Sophia, and. when the only
son and brother appeared, he could
scarce help exclaiming, “Moses! and
arc you here, too <"
Frederick;!, .1 romping young girl of
sixteen, upon his arrival, was, as usual,
absent on her out door wanderings. Vf
ter a while she came tripping into the
room, apparently not at all awed by the
present'!' of tin* mist, 'ratio young gen
tleman from the city 'Mu was a, bright,
blithesome young creature, and the
fresh, piquant'style of her beauty was
greatly enhanced by the charming
dress she wore—the old German cos
tume, seldom seen ‘ outside the rural
districts—a bodice tightly fitting tlie
form, a short, full skirt, displaying the
neatest of feet and ankles, and a black
silk apron.
“There she stood,” says Goethe, in
I his “Wahrheit nnd Diehtnng,” “on
1 the boundary between country beauty
and city belle. Slender and airy, she
tripped along as if she had nothing to
ciiiTv, and her neck seemed almost too
delicate for the luxuriant braids of
flaxen hair on her elegant little head.
A free, open glance beamed from her
ealm. bine eyes, and her pretty little
turn-up nose’ peered inquiringly into
the air with as much unconcern as if
; there could be nothing like care in the
world. Her straw hat dangled on her
arm, and thus at the first glance I had
the delight of seeing her perfect grace,
and acknowleding her perfect loveli
ness. ”
With his usual impetuosity, the
young man fell in love with Fredericka
at first sight, and every subsequent
meeting only added fuel to the fiame.
Pastor Brion’s house was but a few
miles from (Strasbourg, and Goethe s
visits there beamevery frequent. Dnr
ing these visits he and Frederika were
inseparable companions, and soon
came to be regarded by all as lovers.
Fredericl'a, a perfect child ot nature,
Wie never so happy as when in the open
Goethe says of her: “She was one
of those women who please us best out
of-doors. 'Die loveliness of her manner
harmonized with the flowery earth, the
unclouded serenity of her face with the
blue sky. A refreshing breath seemed
ever to hover around iier. ” After
dwelling with rapture upon her grace,
her lien and tier goodness, he adds ;
“1 knew no sorrow, no unrest in her
presence. I was immeasurably happy
when by her side. ”
The youth and the maiden were con
stant companions. They walked and
rode, they read and sung, they talked
lull I laughed together, and neither
dreamed of any pleasure which the
other might not share. With the fam
ily and otlii'i friends, they took little
jaunts into the country, went on excur
sions to the islands of the Rhine, and
visited at the neighboring houses. Both
in their entire happiness, were the gay
ost of the guy, and the life of every
company ; “ but,” says Goethe, “ while
we seemed to be living for those around
us, we lived only for each other.
During absence they were still united
in thought, and their letters were very
frequent. Fredericka showed herself the
same happy, unaffected child as in the
intercourse of daily life. Goethe was
already becoming known as a poet, and
this young girl became the inspiration
of bis sweetest lays. He wrote many
songs expressly for her, and set them
to well known melodies—“enough to
fill a volume,’' he says, “had they been
collecli and.
“My passion grew the more,” he
writes, “us I came to know the worth
of the excellent girl, and the time ap
proached when I must leave so much
love and goodness, perhaps forever.”
There hud been no formal betrothal,
and yet, in the sight of men and angels
—by the election of their own hearts
these young lovers belonged to each
Goethe passed a highly creditable ex
amination, and received his degree as
doctor of laws, an honor of which his
father was not a little proud. The old
gentleman had very high aspirations
for his gifted son.
Before returning home to Frankfort
Doctor Goethe wont to bid Fredericka
lie writes: “Those were painful days, |
which i would gladly forget. As from
on horseback 1 reached her my hand at i
parting, tears stood in her eyes, and 1
wa-i also very sad at heart.”
Me hail resolved upon leaving Stras
bourg to tear this passion lor Freder
ick.: from his heart, no matter how
much agony it cost him. But tins was
no light task, for it was a love which
had taken deep hold of all that was
best and noblest in Ins nature. In ab
sence, the image ot the sweet young
girl was eve: before his eyes, and lie
pined incessantly foi her. Had he fol
lowed the dictates of his heart, he
would have returned to her to set the
seal of their mutual affection by a for
mal betrothal. But worldly prudence
with him was stronger than love, and :
he was 1 man who could yield up the
sweetest dream of his life to ambition.
The disparity of station between the
rich banker's and the country
j clergyman's daughter was veay great;
it was an alliance to which the haughty
old Frankfort aristocrat would never
|consent xot still in his inmost heart.
Goethe knew that Fredericka was
worthy of him.
The affect i m 'f that proud young
student ami man of the world had been
put to a severe test when Fredorieka
and her sister, in their obsolete pro
vincial costume, had come to visit some
rich and fas'iuomibh Strasbourg rela
tivt s. Thom hFn Jericka possessed a
nat oral ease and grace of manner which
made her at home in any society, still
(bathe could not fail to note the con
ti ist between his “woodland nymph"
ami the circle of high-bred ladies in
which he moved.
Morbidly oJ< . -i\t to the opinions of
ie co lot ei dor ■ 1 • have ins
ibject of invidh ms n
mark or criticism, and it was a positive
re! f to him when Fredericks . eturned
h m< . Yet lu very wi ll knew that she
wo ild have the tact and good sense to
adapt her dress and manner to the cir
cle- in which she would be 'introduced
■ is bis wife, mid it is not probable that
it w as , > r infen u station, or unae
i|in'intaiiee with high life, nor, indeed,
fear of his father's displeasure, that
bid ice ! him to break off the connec
tion. He dreaded m rriage as the
grave of ambition, the frustration of a
high career.
Soon after his arrival lie wrote the
young girl u letter, bidding her adieu
He says: “Frederick’s answer tore
my heart. I now, for the last time, be
came aware of her bereavement, and
saw no possibility of alleviating it. She
was ever in my thoughts. I felt that
she was wanting to me, and, worst of
all, I could not forgive myself. I had
wounded to the very depths one of the
most beautiful and tender of hearts,
and that period of repentance, bereft of
the love which had supported iqe, was
agonizing, intolerable. But man will
live, and hence I took sincere interest
in others, seeking to disentangle their
embarrassments, and to unite those
about to part, that they might not feel
what I felt. Hence I got the name of
tlie c onfidnnt. On account of my wan
derings, 1 was also called the wanderer.
I turned more than ever to tlie open
world and nature and there alone I
found comfort. During my walks I
improvised hymns and dithyrambs.
One of these, ‘The Wanderer's Storm-
Lied,’ yet remains. Tlie burden of the
s-uig is, that a man of genius must walk
resolutely through the storms of life.”
No word of blame everescaped Fred
erick's lips, though Goethe himself says
that his desertion nearly cost her her
Retired from the world, in the sweet
solitude of her country home she passed
a life beautiful in its unselfish devotion
to others. While to whom she had
given her heart’s first and only love
stood upon the dizzy heights of fortune,
splendor and renoun, she was the beu
. efactor of the poor, the consoler of tlie
sorrowing, the friend of all who were
desolate and oppressed.
There were depths in her character,
of which those who knew her only in
her careless, happy young girlhood,
little dreamed. She possessed a refined,
sensitive nature ; a tender, loving, wo
manly heart, which was worthy of a
better heart. She was sought by others
in marriage,among whom was Goethe's
friend Lcnz; but she declined all of
fers, saying, “The heart that has loved
Goethe can belong to no other.”
Eight years after their parting Goe
the again went to visit the family once
so dear, and the old scenes where the
happiest moments of his life had pass
ed. He was received cordially by all,
even by Fredericka, who, he says, did
not make the slightest effort to rekindle
within him the old flame.
On the sth of April, 1815, Fredericka
Brion died in the little village of Sesen
lieim, which had been her home for
many years. Her life had been trau
qiiil, mid her end was peace. The elder
people of the village still remember and
speak lovingly of the “good Aunt
Fredericka,” whose many virtues and
acts of unobtrusive endear
ed her alike to young and old.
She was laid to rest in the village
churchyard, and, in accordance with
her dying request, the only memorial
above her was a simple black cross
placed there by the hands of those who
w ho had loved her. But the German
youth, enraptured with the “ Wahrheit
und Diehtnng” of their greatest poet,
longed to behold the scene of the
sweetest idyl of his life—to visit the
spot where slumbered all earth could
hold of her who had onee’loved Goethe
so fondly—had been so fondly loved by
him. And so the little black cross be
came the prey of relic hunters, and for ,
many years. Fredericka Broin slept
without any memorial save that re
corded in loving hearts.
A few years ago the Rhenish poet,
Hugo Onlbermunn, and his friend,
Frederick Gessler, visited the spot,and,
through the Gartenluube, the most
widely circulated of German periodi
cals, solicited subscriptions for a mon
ument to her who had been the first,
best love of their great poet. The call
met with a liberal and hearty response,
and on the 18th of August, 1866, the
monument, a master work of Honberg,
was unveiled in the presence of n large
The monument is simple yet noble,
and from a gold background near its
summit stands out in fine relief the
bust of Fredericka. The features of
the lovely tare, perhaps, somewhat
idealized, glow almost with the light of
transfiguration, and we marvel not that
she "as the first, perhaps the one true
love of the great poet's life.
Beneath the bust is this inscription:
Fredericka Brion,
A beam of the poet sun fell upon her
so richly as to lend her immortality.
To tlie eft-repeated question, “Why
w as Goethe so faithless to Ilium’’f and
her. Why did he not marry 1 reder
ieka;" the most fitting answer may he
found iu the words he puts into the
mouth of one of his characters ;
“Many! What, marry just at the
time " iii'ii life opens to yonf To coop
yourself up at home before you have
gone over halt your wanderings or nc
eomplisiied half your conquests ! That
yon love the girl is natural; that you
promised her marriage is the act o n
“ there is more truth than poetry i
these words,' coolly remarks one
Goethes apologists. “It is, at any
rate, by no means evident to me that
.ntidclity ‘ his genius would not have
beet; greater crime than infidelity to
I istr ss.”
Hays another: “Marriage was a
pliant'in from which he shrunk. F.ros,
with folded bow and broken wing,
was to him an image of fear!”
Hut marriage with Fredericka Brion.
the Woman who loved and appreciated
and c. Tied in him, would have been no
infidelity to his genius, no frustration
to his 1 igu career.
11 s biographer, Lewes, says: “He
■ | not until la’i' in
life, of tlie subtile interweaving of
habit with i flection. which makes life
saturated with love, and love itself be
comes dignified through the serious
aims of life. He knew little of the ex
quisite companionship of two souls
striving in emulous spirit of loving
rivalry to become better, teaching each
other to soar! He knew little of this,
Fredericka, and the life of sympathy
he refused to share with thee is want
ing to the greatness of his works.”
Had lie early in life married Freder
icka, he would have been saved from
many an idle flirtation, and from that
hopeless passion for Charlotte Buff, the
heroine of his “Sorrows of Werther,”
who, being engaged to another, was
beyond his reach. “Had she been
free,’’ says one of his biographers, “ he
would, in all probability, have left her
as he did Fredericka.”
Had Fredericka been the guardian
genius of his life, that brilliant, fascin
ating, intellectual, but unprincipled
married woman of the world, the Bar
oness von Stein, would not for twelve
years have exercised such influence
over him ; and he would have escaped
that unlawful connection with Christina
Vnlnius, a woman in every respect un
worthy of him, which, after long years,
ended in a marriage whose wretched
ness he vainly tried to hide from tin*
The great poet and royal councillor,
amid all his wordly fame and honor,
knew nothing of tlie delights of a well
ordered, peaceful home, to which he
could turn from the world's turmoil for
rest and happiness; lie had no congi -
nial heart to share his joys and sor
rows, to glory in his success. And so,
without having over harbored malice
against him who had blighted her
young life, Fredericka Brion was
For seventeen years she had been
sleeping peacefully in the little church
yard at Seseuheim when Goethe's sum
mons came. In 1832, full of years and
honors, his mind undimmed, Ids natur
al force unabated, the great poet died.
He died tranquilly, painlessly, leav
ing a name linked to immortality
through those great works which have
left their impress on his own ago, and
will help to mould the thought of all
the ages yet to come.
But the great poet, the transcendent
genius, and the sweet, gentle woxnar,
unknown save that her humble name is
linked to lus, are equals iu the sight of
The Ruling Passion. -Henry Ward
Beecher's philosophy is rather embar
rassing occasionally. “I wonder,” he
said the other day, “if undertakers
look on tlie world with professional
eyes ? Do they listen to their minister
with an under-thought of what a splen
did funeral he would make ? Do they
take men's lengths us they meet them ?
Do they classify them as first-class
cofilu men, second-rate collin men,
cheap coffin men ?” Undoubtedly; fur,
in the remarkable words of the univer
sal friend who rewards your confidence
by cheating you, “ business is busi
ness.” It is told of some of our rough
soldiers during the late war that, meet
ing isolated members of the spruce
Seventh Regiment, they would survey
them complacently, spit on their nice
boots, and remark, with the air of art
ists who understood their business,
“What a pooty corpse you’d make,
anyhow.” This was business, too;
and there is no place, from a cradle to
a grave, which is free from it.
Economy of Time is Labor. —The
Delaware, Lackawanna and Western
railroad company have erected tit Hu
boken a large trestle work, for the con
venience of loading the tenders of their
supply of coal as fuel. The trestle
work is approached by an inclined
plane, up which the loaded cars tire
pushed, and the contents of which tire
then dumped into chambers prepared
below. Thirteen spouts carry the coal
to the locomotive tenders, which are
loaded in a minute or so, an operation
hitherto done by hand and occupying
sometimes half an hour—an engine
taking two and a half to three tons of
coal. As now arranged, the spouts or
shoots measure accurately the coal de
livered to each engine, and the entire
arrangement is a wondrous economy of
time and labor.
Accordin g to the Missouri Democrat,
there is a Methodist clergyman preach
ing in St. Louis who expects shortly to
be able to build a ehurh of his own,
and live in the future independent of
contributions from his parishioners.
The story goes that an ancestor of Mr.
Springer, the said clergyman, leased a
farm in Delaware to a German for one
hundred years. In the course of time
the farm was sold in parcels to different
purchasers, and became the site of a
large town. One of the defendants of
the original owner has discovered the
lease among the records of the county,
and has ascertained the whereabouts of
three hundred of theirs, of whom Mr.
Springer is so modest in his views that
he will be satisfied with half a million
for his share. Truly, contentment is
better than riches.
Novel Baggage. —A passenger train
from Suspension Bridge, one day last
week, earned a young lady to Uoches
ter, N Y., having, us part of her bag
gage, two black pigs about six weeks
old. She had been to Michigan on a
visit. While there she was presented
with the pigs on condition that she
would take them home. The animals
were accordingly placed in a bag, and
deposited under the seat in the car.
Thus they rode safely to Rochester, and
conducted themselves in such a man
ner that they did not attract attention.
On reaching the depot, the young lady
took the bag of pigs in her arms and
The records of the land-oflice at Ver
million show that 359,861 acres of laud
were taken in Dakota Territory last
year, marly all by preemption and
homestead, the largest amount in June,
w hen 70,000 acres were taken.
Miscellaneous Items.
Quincy, Illinois, owes £2,416,470.
Five ore-roasting furnaces are in full
blast in Nevada.
Kansas City is looming up as a ship
ping point for cattle.
The whole length of Hoosac Tunnel
now opened is 13,622 feet.
The ladies of Boston are about to
hold a French fair.
Two hundred ton* of silver ore per
week pass through Salt Lake City.
Boston is to have a “ Home for the
Poor," to cost £223,000.
Ten acres of land adjoining Denver
City, sold for £lO,OOO last week.
The question of reviving the usury
laws is being agitated in South Caro
Rock Island, lU., expended £325,-
000 for improvements last year.
The cash revenue derived in Fort Scott
from the sale of coal is £9OO pfer day.
ixEM t cKV is proposing to call a con
vention to revise its constitution.
The leading paper in Aberdeen,
Scotland, is under the control of an
That famous tunnel is a little more
than half through the Hoosac mountain.
Massachusetts wants to raise £2,500,-
000 by taxation for State purposes this
A heavy tide of emigration is setting
in from Tennessee und Georgia to
Property in Atchison county, Kan
sas, has increased 400 per cent, in eight
Five good men in lowa City have sub
scribed £l,OOO each toward anew Epis
copal church.
In Chicago, a man lias been fined £lO
for stealing a baby from another man
on the street.
The vanguard of anew colony from
Chicago has recently located near Par
kersville, Kansas.
The population of Wilmington, N.
C., has increased nearly six per cent,
since 1860.
The Shawnee Indian lundsin Kansas,
heretofore yntaxable, will be placed on
the tax rolls next spring.
The liberated Fenian prisoners are
to have a rousing reception on their
arrival in New York next week.
A trier, said to have escaped from a
menagerie, is roaming through Schuyl
kill county, Pa.
The Board of Health of New Orleans
have ordered the vaccination of the
children attending the public schools.
Some of the Vermont families get rid
of bed bugs by putting cedar shavings
between the ticks.
A German poet declares that his
country possesses “as many songs as
bayonets ” —rather a large estimate.
Champagne is going up in price, and
the fashion of serving wine at parties is
consequently going out.
An Ohio female is in jail for buyinga
bonnet with money collected for sol
diers' orphans.
The Oneida Community have receiv
ed but one new member since 1867, and
declines all further applications for
Fort Scott is shipping barrels of
prairie chickens to Montreal. Wild
game was never more plentiful iu Kan
sas than this winter.
The Cheyenne Leader states that the
carbon mines are still burning, and
that no efforts to extinguish the tire are
being made.
The Greeley settlers thought they had
got out of their latitude when the mer
cury got down to thirty-seven degrees
below zero.
A large number of clerks and sales
men are said to have been thrown out
of employment in New York at the be
ginning of the New Year.
In order to improve the food supply,
the New England papers are urging a
better and more provident system of
farming all through the East.
The New Orleans Commercial says
that the introduction of Canadian labor
in Louisiana has begun, and creates
much interest among the planters.
A new scheme is on foot in Memphis.
It is to terrace the middle bluff over
the levee and to excavate it into a
mammoth warehouse for grain, pro
duce, etc.
A silver shekel, said to have once
lain in one of the vaults of King Solo
mon's Temple, is on exhibition at Nor
wich, Conn.
“Coming orr parties” are coining in
fashion. A lady up town lias maue her
marriageable daughter “ come out ”
Jour times,
White ties are ru r/ (/!<> among young
gentlemen for all full dress occasions,
I tails, parties, Germans, receptions and
W vshtnutoh is to celebrate the lay
ing of anew street pavement on Penn
sylvania Avenue, and also Washing
ton's birthday, conjointly, this x - ear.
A five or ten stamp quartz mill is
b- ng built near the Nevada Foundery,
Silver City, Nevada, for the reduction
of ore from the Dayton mine.
Since the holidays a great many ne
groes have left the vicinity of Murfrees
boro, lent]., for Arkansas, and more
are preparing to go owing to the high
price ottered in Arkansas for held
If a table, which we find in one-of
the journals, is correct, Jhere were kil
ted during the first ten months of 1870,
on the railroads of the United States,
1 fi.S persons, and wounded -181 —in all
652 passengers.
I'm: ore mills in Colorado are stop
ping for want of water, and the ship
ments of the banks are, consequently,
very light, live or six thousand dollars
each. Prayers for a January thaw arc
offered. •

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