elizabeth and her german garden-第26节
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ally pleasant； and if I go to a town there are sure to be relations in it； and then the cake will spring up mushroom…like from the teeming soil of their affection。
I hope it has been made evident in these pages how superior Irais and myself are to the ordinary weaknesses of mankind； if any further proof were needed； it is furnished by the fact that we both； in defiance of tradition； scorn this celebration of birthday rites。 Years ago； when first I knew her； and long before we were either of us married； I sent her a little brass candlestick on her birthday； and when mine followed a few months later； she sent me a note…book。 No notes were written in it； and on her next birthday I presented it to her； she thanked me profusely in the customary manner； and when my turn came I received the brass candlestick。 Since then we alternately enjoy the possession of each of these articles； and the present question is comfortably settled once and for all； at a minimum of trouble and expense。 We never mention this little arrangement except at the proper time； when we send a letter of fervid thanks。
This radiant weather； when mere living is a joy； and sitting still over the fire out of the question； has been going on for more than a week。 Sleighing and skating have been our chief occupation； especially skating； which is more than usually fascinating here； because the place is intersected by small canals communicating with a lake and the river belonging to the lake； and as everything is frozen black and hard； we can skate for miles straight ahead without being obliged to turn round and come back again；at all times an annoying； and even mortifying； proceeding。 Irais skates beautifully： modesty is the only obstacle to my saying the same of myself； but I may remark that all Germans skate well； for the simple reason that every year of their lives； for three or four months； they may do it as much as they like。 Minora was astonished and disconcerted by finding herself left behind； and arriving at the place where tea meets us half an hour after we had finished。 In some places the banks of the canals are so high that only our heads appear level with the fields； and it is； as Minora noted in her book； a curious sight to see three female heads skimming along apparently by themselves； and enjoying it tremendously。 When the banks are low； we appear to be gliding deliciously over the roughest ploughed fields； with or without legs according to circumstances。 Before we start； I fix on the place where tea and a sleigh are to meet us； and we drive home again； because skating against the wind is as detestable as skating with it is delightful； and an unkind Nature arranges its blowing without the smallest regard for our convenience。 Yesterday； by way of a change； we went for a picnic to the shores of the Baltic； ice…bound at this season； and utterly desolate at our nearest point。 I have a weakness for picnics； especially in winter； when the mosquitoes cease from troubling and the ant…hills are at rest； and of all my many favourite picnic spots this one on the Baltic is the loveliest and best。 As it is a three…hours' drive； the Man of Wrath is loud in his lamentations when the special sort of weather comes which means； as experience has taught him； this particular excursion。 There must be deep snow； hard frost； no wind； and a cloudless sky； and when； on waking up； I see these conditions fulfilled； then it would need some very potent reason to keep me from having out a sleigh and going off。 It is； I admit； a hard day for the horses； but why have horses if they are not to take you where you want to go to； and at the time you want to go？ And why should not horses have hard days as well as everybody else？ The Man of Wrath loathes picnics； and has no eye for nature and frozen seas； and is simply bored by a long drive through a forest that does not belong to him ； a single turnip on his own place is more admirable in his eyes than the tallest； pinkest； straightest pine that ever reared its snow…crowned head against the setting sunlight。 Now observe the superiority of woman； who sees that both are good； and after having gazed at the pine and been made happy by its beauty； goes home and placidly eats the turnip。 He went once and only once to this particular place； and made us feel so small by his blast behaviour that I never invite him now。 It is a beautiful spot； endless forest stretching along the shore as far as the eye can reach； and after driving through it for miles you come suddenly； at the end of an avenue of arching trees； upon the glistening； oily sea； with the orange…coloured sails of distant fishing…smacks shilling in the sunlight。 Whenever I have been there it has been windless weather； and the silence so profound that I could hear my pulses beating。 The humming of insects and the sudden scream of a jay are the only sounds in summer； and in winter the stillness is the stillness of death。
Every paradise has its serpent； however； and this one is so infested by mosquitoes during the season when picnics seem most natural； that those of my visitors who have been taken there for a treat have invariably lost their tempers； and made the quiet shores ring with their wailing and lamentations。 These despicable but irritating insects don't seem to have anything to do but to sit in multitudes on the sand； waiting for any prey Providence may send them； and as soon as the carriage appears they rise up in a cloud； and rush to meet us； almost dragging us out bodily； and never leave us until we drive away again。 The sudden view of the sea from the messy； pine…covered height directly above it where we picnic； the wonderful stretch of lonely shore with the forest to the water's edge； the coloured sails in the blue distance； the freshness； the brightness； the vastnessall is lost upon the picnickers； and made worse than indifferent to them； by the perpetual necessity they are under of fighting these horrid creatures。 It is nice being the only person who ever goes there or shows it to anybody； but if more people went； perhaps the mosquitoes would be less lean； and hungry； and pleased to see us。 It has； however； the advantage of being a suitable place to which to take refractory visitors when they have stayed too long； or left my books out in the garden all night； or otherwise made their presence a burden too grievous to be borne； then one fine hot morning when they are all looking limp； I suddenly propose a picnic on the Baltic。 I have never known this proposal fail to be greeted with exclamations of surprise and delight。
〃The Baltic！ You never told us you were within driving distance？ How heavenly to get a breath of sea air on a day like this！ The very thought puts new life into one！ And how delightful to see the Baltic！ Oh； please take us！〃 And then I take them。
But on a brilliant winter's day my conscience is as clear as the frosty air itself； and yesterday morning we started off in the gayest of spirits； even Minora being disposed to laugh immoderately on the least provocation。 Only our eyes were allowed to peep out from the fur and woollen wrappings necessary to our heads if we would come back with our ears and noses in the same places they were in when we started； and for the first two miles the mirth created by each other's strange appearance was uproarious； a fact I mention merely to show what an effect dry； bright； intense cold produces on healthy bodies； and how much better it is to go out in it and enjoy it than to stay indoors and sulk。 As we passed through the neighbouring village with cracking of whip and jingling of bells； heads popped up at the windows to stare； and the only living thing in the silent； sunny street was a melancholy fowl with ruffled feathers； which looked at us reproachfully； as we dashed with so much energy over the crackling snow。
〃Oh； foolish bird！〃 Irais called out as we passed； 〃you'll be indeed a cold fowl if you stand there motionless； and every one prefers them hot in weather like this！〃
And then we all laughed exceedingly； as though the most splendid joke had been made； and before we had done we were out of the village and in the open country beyond； and could see my house and garden far away behind； glittering in the sunshine； and in front of us lay the forest； with its vistas of pines stretching away into infinity； and a drive through it of fourteen miles before we reached the sea。 It was a hoar…frost day； and the forest was an enchanted forest leading into fairyland； and though Irais and I have been there often before； and always thought it beautiful； yet yesterday we stood under the final arch of frosted trees； struck silent by the sheer loveliness of the place。 For a long way out the sea was frozen； and then there was a deep blue line； and a cluster of motionless orange sails； at our feet a narrow strip of pale yellow sand； right and left the line of sparkling forest； and we ourselves standing in a world of white and diamond traceries。 The stillness of an eternal Sunday lay on the place like a benediction。
Minora broke the silence by remarking that Dresden was pretty； but she thought this beat it almost。
〃I don't quite see；〃 said Irais in a hushed voice； as though she were in a holy place；〃how the two can be
