An Old Story Of My Farming Days (volume 1); (ut Mine Stromtid) by Fritz ReuterAn Old Story Of My Farming Days (volume 1); (ut Mine Stromtid) by Fritz Reuter

An Old Story Of My Farming Days (volume 1); (ut Mine Stromtid)

byFritz Reuter

Paperback | January 12, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1878. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER V. About ten o'clock in the morning, a few days later, the sun was peeping down on the garden of GUrlitz manor-house from behind a cloud. Her daughter, the earth, had been having a great washing-day, and she wanted to give her beloved child a little help with the drying of the clothes. There is nothing more delightful than to see old mother sun looking down sympathetically, her broad kindly old face showing between the white sheets of cloud, and to see her seizing her watering-can now and then to sprinkle the linen. At such times she is always in high spirits, and, in spite of her old age and experience, is as changeable in her humour as a young girl who is in love for the first time. One moment she is sad and tearful, and the next laughing and joyous. The old lady laughed heartily as she looked down on the garden at Gtirlitz. "Well," she cried, scattering her golden laughter over plants and bushes, "one sees queer things sometimes in this stupid old world! A neat white figure used to stand there, which by my help enabled those poor hungry children of men to know the exact time to eat their dinner, and now a fat, awkward looking fellow has taken its place, he has green-checked trousers on, and there is a pipe in his mouth. Nothing is done so foolishly anywhere else as in the world!" And with that she laughed merrily over the new squire, Mr. Pomuchelskopp, who was standing like a sun-dial, dressed in a yellow nankincoat, and green-checked trousers, in the same place where the graceful heathen god Apollo used to be, except that while the god had a lyre in his hand, he was provided with a short pipe. The sun's face clouded over now and then when she saw her old friend, who, for so many years, had noted her doings faithfully, lying neglected among the rankgr...
Title:An Old Story Of My Farming Days (volume 1); (ut Mine Stromtid)Format:PaperbackDimensions:74 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.15 inPublished:January 12, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217169465

ISBN - 13:9780217169462