It is a sin; it is a theft; it is an infamy,” he said, slowly, his eyes fastened on the gilded feet of Hirschvogel.
“Oh, August, do not say such things of father!” sobbed his sister. “Whatever he does, we ought to think it right.”
August laughed aloud.
“Is it right that he should spend his money in drink? – that he should let orders lie unexecuted? – that he should do his work so ill that no one cares to employ him? – that he should live on grandfather’s charity, and then dare sell a thing that is ours every whit as much as it is his? To sell Hirschvogel! Oh, dear God! I would sooner sell my soul!”
The Nurnberg Stove.
Louisa de la Rame.
Illustrated by Maria L. Kirk.
J. B. Lippincott Company: Philadelphia and London. 1916.
Love the soft colors and the detail of the two kings (?) on the stove. The dialogue is so niceely expressed, not too true to life but just right for reading aloud, I think.
Me too, one star for the colours!
Glad you enjoy the stoves feet!
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I love your headline. Why DOES he go so nuts over the stove?
He loves the stove because it talks and takes care of his family. His father was a good for nothing drunk who sold the stove (definitely killed the golden goose – here the golden stove)!
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