re on the occasion the grimmest countenance in
the world; the Baron L., who was no more the wild extravagant youth,
but a man, and beyond this, a landed-proprietor, whose grave demeanour
was beautified by a certain, agreeable sobriety, particularly visible
when he spoke with "our little lady," at whose feet he was seated.

Louise handed about white-sugar beer, which nobody praised more highly
than herself. She found that it had something unearthly in it, something
positively exalting; but when Gabriele, immediately after she had drank
a half glass, gave a spring upwards, "our eldest" became terrified, for
such a strong working of her effervescing white-beer she had by no means
expected. Nevertheless she was soon surrounded by the eight, who cried
altogether, "Mamma, may I have some beer?" "And I too?" "And I?" "And I
too?" "And I?" "And I?" "Send a deal of foam for me, mamma dear!"

"Nay, nay, nay, dear boys! people must not come clamouring and storming
thus--you don't see that I or the father do so. Solomon must wait to the
very last now. Patience is a good herb. There, you have it; now drink,
but don't wet yourselves!"

After the little Jacobis had all enjoyed the foaming, elevating liquor,
they became possessed by such a buoyant spirit of life, that Louise was
obliged to command them to exhibit their mighty deeds at a distance.
Hereupon they swarmed forth on journeys of discovery, and began to
tumble head over heels round the place. David hobbled along with his
little crutch over stock and stone, whilst Jonathan gathered for him all
sorts of flowers, and plucked the bilberry plants, to which he pointed
with his finger; little nosegays were then made out of them, with which
they overwhelmed their aunts, especially Gabriele, their chosen friend
and patron. The serious Adam, the eldest of the eight, a boy of
exceedingly staid demeanour, sate quietly by the side of his
grandfather, and appeared to consider himself one of the elderly people;
the little Alfred hopped about his mother.

The Judge looked around him with an animated countenance; he planted
alleys and hedges; set down benches and saw them filled with happy
people, and communicated his plans to Jacobi.

Jeremias observed the scene with a bitter, melancholy, and, to him,
peculiar smile. As little David came limping up to him with the
fragrant wood-flowers, he exclaimed suddenly, "Why not rather make here
a botanic garden than a common park? Flowers are indee