The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1874-05-14
The German Empire.

The following articles, selected from the
Pail Mall Gazette of recent date. is from the
pen of Grenville Murray, Esq, brother OF
Fl. J. Murray, ESQ.,, H. B. M. Consul in this
city, and will be found of interest.
The Prince OF SchwertstocS and his friends
have been killing the last wild boar of the
season., and are trudging back in the sunlight
of spring afternoon to five-o'c clock dinner in
the Princes grey stone Castle. They make
party of five, all dressed in slate-colored
shooting coats with green facirgs, hip CATERS
of buff leather, and Tyrolese hats; and be-
hind them come an army of beaters, and
halt dozen tough jagers bearing shoulder
high on stretcher the carcass of the boar,
with stiff bristles, lolling head, and yellow
tusks. Stacked up round this beast are few
brace Ut wUodcOCks which the sporJsmen
have just knocked over in passing; and, to
all seeming, the days enjoyment has been
good. tor the Prince and his guests are in tie
full flow of loud German laughter when, is
suing out of strip of woodland into road
which leads to the park, they cross an acute
looking man leaning against a gate ard
smoking long pipe with china bowl This
acute man is dressed in seedy black clothes
like provincial actors, tall hat round as
a firlot, and diamond shirt studs; and blow
ing blue spirals out of his pipe, he keeps his
gaze pensvely fixed on village of wooden
gabled houses nesting on a hillside about
half a mile off. He has evidently come out
there to rest after days work OF some sort,
for when the Princes party approach, he
lifts his hat TO them languidly. The sports
men return his salute, but just as Baron von
Bosewid, the Princes Oldest friend, is fin
gering his fell brim, he gives a start, turns
round to stare at the man, and utters ''doIl-
nerwetter!' so energetic that the others start
too and question him. The Baron speaks
few hurried words, his companions face about.
and scowl at the acute man, then hasten or
wards with quickened strides and all the
laughter chilled out of them. The acute man
smiles, and rivets his gaze on the retreating
figure of Herr Won Schwertstock, who walks
moOdily, like one who has lost much OF his
appetite for dinner.
1t is no wonder that he should have lost
appetite. The acute man is Heer Fischer,
an emigration agent from Lubbock, and Baron
Bosewd has cause to know him, tor be
lately came and coaxed away hundred FAM
lilies off the Baron's estate and shipped them
to New York. They were not pauper fam
lilies either, nor troublesome folk, nor de
luded Socialists, nor bigoted Catholics, who
would we'll have been spared; but steady,
aborious Lutheran peasants, the pick Of
three villages. Herr Fisher came and flashed
before them the allurements of country
where there is no military service, where
wages are high, and speech free; and away
they went, they and their savings, forming
part of that host of 250,000 Germans who
sailed from Lubbock, Hamburg, aud Antwerp
in 1873, taking with them an aggregate Of
capital which has been estimated at over ten
mlllions sterling. Herr Won Schwertstock
spends black evening listening to Herr
Fischer's exploits as described over long
necked bottles of Rhine wine by the smart
ing little Baron, and early morning sees him
down at the village and knocking at the door
of one of his Oldest and sturdest laborers,
Michael Kornbrod. He has fretted much
over ''the plague of emigration" on patriotic
grounds, has the Prince OF SchweItstock:
and long before he guessed that the plague
might spread TO his own estate, he Joined
actively in persuading Government to take
measures against the drain of good blood
which was, and is, so terribly weaken
ing the country. Like resolute man
as he is, he has now come alone to his village
to see if Herr Fischer has begun his mischief,
and if so to try and nip it in the buddy re-
monstranoe if possible, if not by threats. To
tell the truth, he would rather not use threats.
He has been persuading himself in secret that
if Baron Bosewild let a hundred families slip
off his estate, it was because Bosewild was
quick of temper and gruff; whereas he,
Schwertstock, and his ancestors have always
ruled their tenantry with paternal kindness.
Have not these Kornbrods, for instance, been
receiving from him 2 thalers 10groschen ISL
a week per adult head, with their cottage rent
free ? have they not been welcome to sheep
skin apiece at Christmas, and to peat and
firewoOd all the year round? and did ever
one of them come to the castle without get
ting plateful Of beer soup, with pork and
potatoes boiled with prunes-food for king?
The mere look of the village bears witness
that The Schwerstocks have never been hard
fisted landlords, for there is not roof out Of
repair. the diamond paneS in the leaden case
ments are all complete, and the new parson-
ace and schoolhouse standing by the moss
covered church are his own gifts and built OF
red bricks instead of fiints and stucco, as the
custom is.
Over these facts does Herr Won Schwert-
stock muse as he knocks at the Kornorods
door and without waiting for an answer,
lifts tho latch and startles the whole family
ove, a breakfast of kraut and blackbread, the
verv Herr Fischer being himself present, and
oat;ng his hest. All the KOrnbrods rise and
make a fine gathering of dozed or so. There
is old Michael and his wife, who may be sew
entv wears old. and their son Wilhelm and his
wife. a couple versing on fifty, and Wilhelm's
sons Friedrich, Otto, ana Karl, three stalwart
lads between seventeen and twenty-four, and
his daughter Malchen, and pair of younger
urchns who have not yet finished their
schooldaye. All contrive to look sheepish
enough, but the least sheepish is Herr fis-
| cher, whom the Prince addresses at once u
harsh voice as if he were talking to lli,soo raod
haved soldier Herr Fischer, you r,her nase ois
the Government ordinance OF lase De' vnnng
as to the penalties for deeoying awa aims N the
men who have not served ious 1nfri sirn "And yet
armyq' 81 have, gracious Sow s1r' hear % me I
find you in nIht this to ,iss tSs andrah mSn preee
snnmeint wrU,e ,a him with your being here, and il