Title | The story of Nuremberg |
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Publisher | J. M. Dent & Co. |
Date | 1899 |
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Language | English |
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Original Item Extent | 303 pages; 18 cm |
Original Item Location | DD901.N93 H4 1899 |
Original Item URL | http://library.uh.edu/record=b1684865~S11 |
Digital Collection | Exotic Impressions: Views of Foreign Lands |
Digital Collection URL | http://digital.lib.uh.edu/collection/exotic |
Repository | Kenneth Franzheim II Rare Books Room, William R. Jenkins Architecture and Art Library, University of Houston Libraries |
Repository URL | http://info.lib.uh.edu/about/campus-libraries-collections/william-r-jenkins-architecture-art-library |
Use and Reproduction | No Copyright - United States |
Identifier | exotic_201304_001 |
Title | Page 108 |
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File Name | exotic_201304_001_117.jpg |
Transcript | The Story of Nuremberg children of my own ; I have enough to do to get on at all. His mother asked me to bring up the boy. I asked her no questions, nor have I given notice to the county police that I bad taken the boy. I thought I ought to take him as my son. I have brought him up as a good Christian, and since 1812 I have never let him go a step away from the house, so no one knows where he has been brought up, and he himself does not know the name of my house or of the place; you m him, but he can't tell you. I have taught him to and to write ; he can write as well as myself. When we ask him what he would like to be, he says a soldier, like his father. If he had parents (which he has not) he would have been a scholar : only show him a thing and he can do it. " Honoured Sir, you may question him, but he don't know where I live. I brought him away in the middle of the night; he can't find his way back." Dated, " From the Bavarian Prootiei ; place not named." The second letter ran thus :— " The boy is baptized, his Dams 1 Caspar ; his other name you must give him. I ask you to bring him up. His father was a Schmolischet (trooper). When he is seventeen send him to Nuremberg to the 6th Schmo- lischer Regiment; that is where his father was. I beg you to bring him up till he is seventeen. He was born on April 30, 18 1 2. I am so poor, I can't keep the boy ; his father is dead." In answer to the Captain's questions the lad would only reply: "My foster-father bade me sav, ■ I don': know your honour.' ' The result was that he placed in a prison ceil in the castle* That was neither a fair nor a judicious proceeding. The garbled story of a wild man, a wronged man, quickly spread through the town. Feigning at first an intense fear and animal 108 |