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fellow；I　told　you　so　twenty　years　ago；…neither　better　nor　worse

than　a　crazy　fellow；　and　the　fit　companion　of　old　Humphrey；

here！〃



He　pointed　to　an　old　man；　shabbily　dressed；　with　long　white　hair；

thin　visage；　and　unsteady　eyes。　For　some　years　past　this　aged

person　had　been　wandering　about　among　the　hills；　inquiring　of　all

travellers　whom　he　met　for　his　daughter。　The　girl；　it　seemed；　had

gone　off　with　a　company　of　circus…performers；　and　occasionally

tidings　of　her　came　to　the　village；　and　fine　stories　were　told　of

her　glittering　appearance　as　she　rode　on　horseback　in　the　ring；

or　performed　marvellous　feats　on　the　tight…rope。



The　white…haired　father　now　approached　Ethan　Brand；　and　gazed

unsteadily　into　his　face。



〃They　tell　me　you　have　been　all　over　the　earth；〃　said　he；

wringing　his　hands　with　earnestness。　〃You　must　have　seen　my

daughter；　for　she　makes　a　grand　figure　in　the　world；　and

everybody　goes　to　see　her。　Did　she　send　any　word　to　her　old

father；　or　say　when　she　was　coming　back？〃



Ethan　Brand's　eye　quailed　beneath　the　old　man's。　That　daughter；

from　whom　he　so　earnestly　desired　a　word　of　greeting；　was　the

Esther　of　our　tale；　the　very　girl　whom；　with　such　cold　and

remorseless　purpose；　Ethan　Brand　had　made　the　subject　of　a

psychological　experiment；　and　wasted；　absorbed；　and　perhaps

annihilated　her　soul；　in　the　process。



〃Yes；〃　he　murmured；　turning　away　from　the　hoary　wanderer；　〃it　is

no　delusion。　There　is　an　Unpardonable　Sin！〃



While　these　things　were　passing；　a　merry　scene　was　going　forward

in　the　area　of　cheerful　light；　beside　the　spring　and　before　the

door　of　the　hut。　A　number　of　the　youth　of　the　village；　young　men

and　girls；　had　hurried　up　the　hill…side；　impelled　by　curiosity　to

see　Ethan　Brand；　the　hero　of　so　many　a　legend　familiar　to　their

childhood。　Finding　nothing；　however；　very　remarkable　in　his

aspect；nothing　but　a　sunburnt　wayfarer；　in　plain　garb　and　dusty

shoes；　who　sat　looking　into　the　fire　as　if　he　fancied　pictures

among　the　coals；these　young　people　speedily　grew　tired　of

observing　him。　As　it　happened；　there　was　other　amusement　at　hand。

An　old　German　Jew　travelling　with　a　diorama　on　his　back；　was

passing　down　the　mountain…road　towards　the　village　just　as　the

party　turned　aside　from　it；　and；　in　hopes　of　eking　out　the

profits　of　the　day；　the　showman　had　kept　them　company　to　the

lime…kiln。



〃Come；　old　Dutchman；〃　cried　one　of　the　young　men；　〃let　us　see

your　pictures；　if　you　can　swear　they　are　worth　looking　at！〃



〃Oh　yes；　Captain；〃　answered　the　Jew；whether　as　a　matter　of

courtesy　or　craft；　he　styled　everybody　Captain；〃I　shall　show

you；　indeed；　some　very　superb　pictures！〃



So；　placing　his　box　in　a　proper　position；　he　invited　the　young

men　and　girls　to　look　through　the　glass　orifices　of　the　machine；

and　proceeded　to　exhibit　a　series　of　the　most　outrageous

scratchings　and　daubings；　as　specimens　of　the　fine　arts；　that

ever　an　itinerant　showman　had　the　face　to　impose　upon　his　circle

of　spectators。　The　pictures　were　worn　out；　moreover；　tattered；

full　of　cracks　and　wrinkles；　dingy　with　tobacco…smoke；　and

otherwise　in　a　most　pitiable　condition。　Some　purported　to　be

cities；　public　edifices；　and　ruined　castles　in　Europe；　others

represented　Napoleon's　battles　and　Nelson's　sea…fights；　and　in

the　midst　of　these　would　be　seen　a　gigantic；　brown；　hairy

hand；which　might　have　been　mistaken　for　the　Hand　of　Destiny；

though；　in　truth；　it　was　only　the　showman's；pointing　its

forefinger　to　various　scenes　of　the　conflict；　while　its　owner

gave　historical　illustrations。　When；　with　much　merriment　at　its

abominable　deficiency　of　merit；　the　exhibition　was　concluded；　the

German　bade　little　Joe　put　his　head　into　the　box。　Viewed　through

the　magnifying…glasses；　the　boy's　round；　rosy　visage　assumed　the

strangest　imaginable　aspect　of　an　immense　Titanic　child；　the

mouth　grinning　broadly；　and　the　eyes　and　every　other　feature

overflowing　with　fun　at　the　joke。　Suddenly；　however；　that　merry

face　turned　pale；　and　its　expression　changed　to　horror；　for　this

easily　impressed　and　excitable　child　had　become　sensible　that　the

eye　of　Ethan　Brand　was　fixed　upon　him　through　the　glass。



〃You　make　the　little　man　to　be　afraid；　Captain；〃　said　the　German

Jew；　turning　up　the　dark　and　strong　outline　of　his　visage　from

his　stooping　posture。　〃But　look　again；　and；　by　chance；　I　shall

cause　you　to　see　somewhat　that　is　very　fine；　upon　my　word！〃



Ethan　Brand　gazed　into　the　box　for　an　instant；　and　then　starting

back；　looked　fixedly　at　the　German。　What　had　he　seen？　Nothing；

apparently；　for　a　curious　youth；　who　had　peeped　in　almost　at　the

same　moment；　beheld　only　a　vacant　space　of　canvas。



〃I　remember　you　now；〃　muttered　Ethan　Brand　to　the　showman。



〃Ah；　Captain；〃　whispered　the　Jew　of　Nuremberg；　with　a　dark　smile；

〃I　find　it　to　be　a　heavy　matter　in　my　show…box；this

Unpardonable　Sin！　By　my　faith；　Captain；　it　has　wearied　my

shoulders；　this　long　day；　to　carry　it　over　the　mountain。〃



〃Peace；〃　answered　Ethan　Brand；　sternly；　〃or　get　thee　into　the

furnace　yonder！〃



The　Jew's　exhibition　had　scarcely　concluded；　when　a　great；

elderly　dog　who　seemed　to　be　his　own　master；　as　no　person　in

the　company　laid　claim　to　himsaw　fit　to　render　himself　the

object　of　public　notice。　Hitherto；　he　had　shown　himself　a　very

quiet；　well…disposed　old　dog；　going　round　from　one　to　another；

and；　by　way　of　being　sociable；　offering　his　rough　head　to　be

patted　by　any　kindly　hand　that　would　take　so　much　trouble。　But

now；　all　of　a　sudden；　this　grave　and　venerable　quadruped；　of　his

own　mere　motion；　and　without　the　slightest　suggestion　from

anybody　else；　began　to　run　round　after　his　tail；　which；　to

heighten　the　absurdity　of　the　proceeding；　was　a　great　deal

shorter　than　it　should　have　been。　Never　was　seen　such　headlong

eagerness　in　pursuit　of　an　object　that　could　not　possibly　be

attained；　never　was　heard　such　a　tremendous　outbreak　of　growling；

snarling；　barking；　and　snapping；as　if　one　end　of　the　ridiculous

brute's　body　were　at　deadly　and　most　unforgivable　enmity　with　the

other。　Faster　and　faster；　round　about　went　the　cur；　and　faster

and　still　faster　fled　the　unapproachable　brevity　of　his　tail；　and

louder　and　fiercer　grew　his　yells　of　rage　and　animosity；　until；

utterly　exhausted；　and　as　far　from　the　goal　as　ever；　the　foolish

old　dog　ceased　his　performance　as　suddenly　as　he　had　begun　it。

The　next　moment　he　was　as　mild；　quiet；　sensible；　and　respectable

in　his　deportment；　as　when　he　first　scraped　acquaintance　with　the

company。



As　may　be　supposed；　the　exhibition　was　greeted　with　universal

laughter；　clapping　of　hands；　and　shouts　of　encore；　to　which　the

canine　performer　responded　by　wagging　all　that　there　was　to　wag

of　his　tail；　but　appeared　totally　unable　to　repeat　his　very

successful　effort　to　amuse　the　spectators。



Meanwhile；　Ethan　Brand　had　resumed　his　seat　upon　the　log；　and

moved；　as　it　might　be；　by　a　perception　of　some　remote　analogy

between　his　own　case　and　that　of　this　self…pursuing　cur；　he　broke

into　the　awful　laugh；　which；　more　than　any　other　token；　expressed

the　condition　of　his　inward　being。　From　that　moment；　the

merriment　of　the　party　was　at　an　end；　they　stood　aghast；　dreading

lest　the　inauspicious　sound　should　be　reverberated　around　the

horizon；　and　that　mountain　would　thunder　it　to　mountain；　and　so

the　horror　be　prolonged　upon　their　ears。　Then；　whispering　one　to

another　that　it　was　late；that　the　moon　was　almost　down；…that

the　August　night　was　growing　chill；they　hurried　homewards；

leaving　the　lime…burner　and　little　Joe　to　deal　as　they　might　with

their　unwelcome　guest。　Save　for　these　three　human　beings；　the

open　space　on　the　hill…side　was　a　solitude；　set　in　a　vast　gloom

of　forest。　Beyond　that　darksome　verge；　the　firelight　glimmered　on

the　stately　trunks　and　almost　black　foliage　of　pines；　intermixed

with　the　lighter　verdure　of　sapling　oaks；　maples；　and　poplars；

while　here　and　there　lay　the　gigantic　corpses　of　dead　trees；

decaying　on　the　leaf…strewn　soil。　And　it　seemed　to　little　Joe　a

timorous　and　imaginative　childthat　the　silent　forest　was

holding　its　breath　until　some　fearful　thing　should　happen。



Ethan　Brand　thrust　more　wood　into　the　fire；　and　closed　the　door

of　the　kiln；　then　looking　over　his　shoulder　at　the　lime…burner

and　his　son；　he　bade；　rather　than　advised；　them　to　retire　to

rest。



〃For　myself；　I　cannot　sleep；〃　said　he。　〃I　have　matters　that　it

concerns　me　to　meditate　upon。　I　will　watch　the　fire；　as　I　used　to

do　in　the　old　time。〃



〃And　call　the　Devil　out　of　the　furnace　to　keep　you　company；　I

suppose；〃　muttered　Bartram；　who　had　been　making　intimate

acquaintance　with　the　black　bottle　above　mentioned。　〃But　watch；

if　you　like；　and　call　as　many　devils　as　you　like！　For　my　part；　I

shall　be　all　the　better　for　a　snooze。　Come；　Joe！〃



As　the　boy　followed　his　father　into　the　hut；　he　looked　back　at

the　wayfarer；　and　the　tears　came　into　his　eyes；　for　his　tender

spirit　had　an　intuition　of　the　bleak　and　terrible　loneliness　in

which　this　man　had　enveloped　himself。



When　they　had　gone；　Ethan　Brand　sat　listening　to　the　crackling　of

the　kindled　wood；　and　looking　at　the　little　spirts　of　fire　that

issued　through　the　chinks　of　the　door。　These　trifles；　however；

once　so　familiar；　had　but　the　slightest　hold　of　his　attention；

while　deep　within　his　mind　he　was　reviewing　the　gradual　but

marvellous　change　that　had　been　wrought　upon　him　by　the　search　to

which　he　had　devoted　himself。　He　remembered　how　the　night　dew　had

fallen　upon　him；how　the　dark　forest　had　whispered　to　him；how

the　stars　had　gleamed　upon　him；a　simple　and　loving　man；

watching　his　fire　in　the　years　gone　by；　and　ever　musing　as　it

burned。　He　remembered　with　what　tenderness；　with　what　love　and

sympathy　for　mankind　and　what　pity　for　human　guilt　and　woe；　he

had　first　begun　to　contemplate　those　ideas　which　afterwards

became　the　inspiration　of　his　li