Literary Recreations, Number I [pp. 628-640]

Southern literary messenger; devoted to every department of literature and the fine arts. / Volume 6, Issue 9

1840.] Lierar Recreation3. 631 looked into the fire to see what caused this unusual sound. She could perceive only a blast of wind, or something like it, issuing from the coals as if the old boy were underneath with his bellows. While she looked, the whizzing increased to a sharp and powerful hissing blast: the coals and ashes began to fly: the sharp hiss soon sharpened into a shrill and shriller whistle-such as the north-wind in his angriest mood produces in the ragged eaves of an old house in a windy mountain-gap; or such as the boatswain in a man-ofwar makes, to pierce the stunned ears of the seamen, during the thunders of the battle. Ere it came to the wo rst, Moll y s tart e d back and gazed i nto the fire as if her eyes were fascinated. She saw the slender, steamy blast shoo ting like fury amidst flying coals and clouds of ashes, an d reach ing qui te into the chimney flue, wher e it dislodged the soot and brought a constant st r eam o f it down into the pot. " Was ists? Was ists?" cried Molly in G erman, with her wide eyes directed to the object, bu t seeming t o appeal for infor mation to Winkelman, who had turned round and wa s look ing the s a me way. " I t is somet hing in the fire," said Winkelman, with affected si mplicity;' I'll soon see what it is." So he took the tongs and began cautiousl y to poke among the coals from which the whistling blast proceeded. In a moment the blast changed its direction, and now shot its hissing stream, with a new cloud of coals and hot embers, directly at Molly's broad front. Winkelman was the first to exclaim-, Der teufel! De r teufel!" Molly thinking it was indeed the Evil One, took up the cue and screamed out-" Der teufel! Der teufel!" pitch ing a t the same time with all her might towards the door of the stove-room. Now it so happened, that Stophel, who as usual had been dozing by the warm s tove, w as roused first by the hissing blast, and then alarmed by the screams in the kitchen, just ine imae to reach the door in the one direction, when Moll y, coming full tilt in the opposite direction, encountered with he r m assive bod y th e equ ally m assive body of Stophel; but Molly comi ng with double the velocity of Stophel, it neces sarily cam e to p ass, a ccording t t the laws of dynamics, (the branch of natural philosophy that treats of bodies striking aga ins t one ano ther,) that Stophel's b ody s hould yield to the impulse of Molly's, a nd be dr ive n back wards as fast as it had before moved forwards. Stophel was lodged, with his back on th e floor, ab out six feet f rom the place o f encounter, and Molly, still retaining th e h al f of he r form er veloc ity, tumbled on him and rolled over him. Nor was this the final effect of their powerful collision; for the romping party of juniors had been also alarmed by the noise in the kitchen, and seeing their father moving that way they hurried after him; and like nine-pins, struck by a well-aimed ball, they were knocked over and scattered by the heavy fall of their father and mother-Stophel junior, Molly junior, Adam and Eve and another young patriarch or two were thus overthrown. To make the catastrophe worse, Winkelman, who seemed to be as much frightened as the rest, came dash ing on close behind Molly; and when Stophel fell, and Molly fell on and over Stophel, Winkelman fell with all his might upon them both; and in his attempts to scramble up, from the confused heap on the floor, he caught hold of whatever came to hand —Stophel's foot and Molly's hair — ~and thus made confusion worse confounded, and increased the groans and screams of the frightened Seidenstric~kers. The terror was no little aggravated by the total darkness in which they were unaccountably enveloped, and the suffoca ting effect of the smoke and hot ashes which the fire-fiend blew after them into the stove-room. To the ears of the fallen, this angry demon seemed to be in the midst of them, spitting hot embers into their open mouths, so sharp and ear-piercing, had his whistle become. The united screams of old and y oung however soon drowned even th is fiendish sound, and all was uproari ous ter ror for s everal minutes. When at last the mas s of t umbled a nd t umbling b odies had somewhat disentangled itself in the dark, and some had got upon their legs again. they w e re s omew ha t relieved to find that the fire-devel had ceased to whistle and spit. When the nois e in the stove-room ceased, the ki tchen appeared to be perfectly still. On looking into that lately terrible apartment, they saw nothing but a lurid glare, from the half-extinguished fire, giving a dim perception of the cloud of ashes and smoke whi ch stil l floate din its quiet atmosphere. When Winkelman p ropose d t o ligh t the lamp, he and all the Seidenstrickers were surprised, and some of them dreadfilly frightened at their not being able to find it. They groped in vain about the place wh ere it had hung as usual by a string fast e n e d to the ceilg in g. Winke lman b ro ught a candle from his own room, and, having light e d it in the kitchen, h e e n abled the bruised a nd frighted family at last to see their cond ition, a nd comfort themsel ves with the discovery that none had been killed or carried o ff by the spitfire demon. But still the lamp was missing, until old Stophel found it in his bosom, with the oil spilled and fir mly lodged in his gar ments, which were so aked th rough and th rough about the region of his stomach. Now the wonder was how the lamp got into Stophel's bosom. Stophel and Molly both thought that the fire-devil must have put it there; and this would have been the s ettled opinion of the family, and an established fact among the miraculous events of the evening, if Katrina had not mentioned a circumstance which gave a different turn to the affair. Stophel, w-hen he started to go into the kitchen being but half awake, ran agains t the lamp and exting u ished it. She saw n o mo re; but as Stophel had his capacious bosom open for the convenience of scratching, it was natural enough that the lamp should be caught and the string broken. Things being at length set to rights, all except the burns and bruises and frightened spirits of Stophel and his spouse, Katrina was ordered to attend to the new pot of mush-the former having been spoiled. She and Winkelman retained quiet possession of the kitchen during the evening. No other soul of the family would venture near them, lest the fire-devil should blow again. As to Molly and her husband, they had to keep their beds for the most part of two days. Their foreheads had each a bruise upon it, caused by their striking against each other, like rams' heads, in their head long impetuosity of motion; and Molly's naturally red skin was now more fiery red and blistered from the contact of hot steam and embers; while Stopel had a large blister iri his bosom where the burning lamp had been lodged. The next day, Winkelman and Katrina had the kitchen to themselves, no one else venturing near that dangerous fire until evening, when Stophel, who was in a very surly humor, left his bed and came in growling like a bear about the waste of fuel; for that Christmas Day was very cold, and Winkelman kept tip a good fire. Katrina had been or dered to do the cookery that day, because the hired cook and milk-maid had gone to visit her friends. Molly-also crawled with cautious feet into the kitchen, eyeing the fire suspiciously: her object was to order Katrina out to milk the cows. Katrina performed all the drudgery of the house :without a murmur and without assistance, although Molly junior was large enough to have taken part. But Molly was Molly's Molly. After supper, Stophel again entered the kitchen, groaning with pain and growling with ill-humor. He took the waterbucket and emptied it on the fire, saying that they should not keep a spark in the kitchen, lest the evil spirit should get into it again. All had now to sit in the stove-room, except Winkelman wsho made a fire in his own room upstairs. He then came down and asked if Katrina might go to his room and sit till bed-time? 1840.] Litei-ary Recreations. 631 It

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