Harper's new monthly magazine . Richter. At least the latter wasthe only object in the city which / cared to is of bronze, colossal, and from Schwanthalersmodel. The poet is represented as leaningagainst a tree, with a pencil in one hand and anote-book in the other, while his head is slight-ly lifted, as if with the inspiration of a new it is by no means a great work. In spite of the heat (92° in the shade) I walk-ed out to the Hermitage, a summer resort of theMargraves, about four miles from the city. Theroad thither is an unbroken avenue of magnifi-cent lindens, from which, a
Harper's new monthly magazine . Richter. At least the latter wasthe only object in the city which / cared to is of bronze, colossal, and from Schwanthalersmodel. The poet is represented as leaningagainst a tree, with a pencil in one hand and anote-book in the other, while his head is slight-ly lifted, as if with the inspiration of a new it is by no means a great work. In spite of the heat (92° in the shade) I walk-ed out to the Hermitage, a summer resort of theMargraves, about four miles from the city. Theroad thither is an unbroken avenue of magnifi-cent lindens, from which, as the ground gradu-ally rises, you have wide views of the surround-ing country. On the summit of the ridge standsthe famous coffee-house, formerly kept by FrauRollwenzel. On a tablet beside the door are thewords: Hier dlchtete Jean Paul. (Here JeanPaul wrote his works.) He had a garret roomin the little low house, and it was his habit formany years to walk out from Bayreuth in themorning, and write there all day, returning in. I-RAU ! the evening. I climbed the steep, dark , and entered his room, a narrow den, withtwo windows looking toward the thing is kept in precisely the same con-dition as during his life. There is the same oldcalico sofa, the same deal table and rude book-shelf which he used. In the table-drawer is oneof his manuscript works : Remarks About UsFools. The custodian informed me that he hadbeen offered 300 florins (f 120) for it by an En-glishman. Over the sofa hangs a portrait ofJean Paul, under which is a smaller one of FrauRollwenzel. In a quarter of an hour more I reached theHermitage, which I found entirely and loafers alike had fled from the un-usual heat. In the deep avenues of the park,where the sunshine, passing through triple lay-ers of beech-leaves, took the hue of dark-greenglass, I found a grateful coolness; but the fount-ains, the sand-stone dragons, and rococo flower-beds in front of
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