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Each of them is like a closed book, with the back uppermost, on which we
can read the title of what the book contains, but nothing more. I had a great
deal of information from my father, and I have noticed a great deal myself. I
keep it in my diary, in which I write for my own use and pleasure a history of
all who lie here, and a few more beside. Now we are in the churchyard. Here,
behind the white iron railings, once a rose-tree grew; it is gone now, but a
little bit of evergreen, from a neighboring grave, stretches out its green
tendrils, and makes some appearance; there rests a very unhappy man, and yet
while he lived he might be said to occupy a very good position.
Here,
behind the white iron railings, once a rose-tree grew; it is gone now, but a
little bit of evergreen, from a neighboring grave, stretches out its green
tendrils, and makes some appearance; there rests a very unhappy man, and yet
while he lived he might be said to occupy a very good position. He had enough to
live upon, and something to spare; but owing to his refined tastes the least
thing in the world annoyed him. If he went to a theatre of an evening, instead
of enjoying himself he would be quite annoyed if the machinist had put too
strong a light into one side of the moon, or if the representations of the sky
hung over the scenes when they ought to have hung behind them; or if a palm-tree
was introduced into a scene representing the Zoological Gardens of Berlin, or a
cactus in a view of Tyrol, or a beech-tree in the north of Norway.
As if
these things were of any consequence! Why did he not leave them alone? Who would
trouble themselves about such trifles? especially at a comedy, where every one
is expected to be amused. Then sometimes the public applauded too much, or too
little, to please him. "They are like wet wood," he would say, looking round to
see what sort of people were present, "this evening; nothing fires them." Then
he would vex and fret himself because they did not laugh at the right time, or
because they laughed in the wrong places; and so he fretted and worried himself
till at last the unhappy man fretted himself into the grave.
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