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could not endure to behold it; and screamed with terror; fainting。〃

〃You demanded to see the future; and I showed it to you;〃 said
Cagliostro; earnestly。 〃Though I let the light shine into your soul;
still it was dark within; you pursued the way of unbelief; and
desired not to walk in the way of knowledge。 I sent messengers twice
to you to lead you in the right path; and you sent them laughing
away。 Recall what I told you in Paris。 I will it!〃

〃I remember; master; you said that in the most important days of my
life you would come to me; and extend to me a helping hand: if I
seized it; the first picture would be fulfilled; if I refused it;
the prison awaited me!〃

〃I have kept my word: to…day is an eventful day in your life; you
have risen from want and degradationyou have mounted the first
rounds of the ladder of your greatness and power。 You are the
mistress of this house。〃 〃How did you know it?〃 asked Wilhelmine;
astonished。 With a pitying smile he answered: 〃I know every thing
that I will; and I see many things that I would willingly close my
eyes upon。 I see your future; and my soul pities you; unhappy one;
you are lost if you do not seize the hand extended to you。 You see
not the abyss which opens before you; and you will fall bleeding and
with broken limbs。〃

〃Mercy; mercy!〃 she groaned〃stretch out your hand and protect me。〃
Wilhelmine sank as if crushed to the earth。 Cagliostro bent over
her; and stroked her cold; pale face; breathing upon her the hot
breath of his lips。 〃I will pity youI will protect you。 Rise; my
daughter!〃 He assisted her to rise; and imprinted a passionate kiss
upon her hand。 〃From this hour I count you as one of mine;〃 he said;
〃you shall be received into the holy band of spirits! You shall be
consecrated; and enter the Inner Temple。 Are you prepared?〃 〃I am;
master;〃 she humbly replied。

〃To…morrow the Temple brothers will open the temple of bliss to you。
You shall hear; see; and be silent。〃 〃I will see; hear; and be
silent;〃 she murmured。

〃When evening sets in; send away your servants;〃 commanded
Cagliostro。 〃Let the doors stand open; they shall be guarded; that
no one may enter but the summoned。 Art thou prepared?〃

〃I am; master!〃

〃Withdraw now to your room; Wilhelmine; and elevate your thoughts in
devotion and contrition; and await the future。 Kneel; my daughter;
kneel!〃 She sank upon her knees。 〃Bless me; master; bless me!〃 〃I
bless you!〃

She felt a hot; burning sensation upon her forehead; and suddenly a
bright light shone in the obscure room。 Wilhelmine screamed; and
covered her eyes。 When she ventured to look up; only soft moonlight
penetrated from the high window into the apartment; and she was
alone。 〃To…morrowto…morrow; at midnight!〃 she murmured;
shuddering; and casting a timid look around。




BOOK II。

ROSICRUCIANS AND POWERFUL GENIUSES


CHAPTER X。

GOETHE IN BERLIN。


〃I wish I only knew whether it were a man; or whether the god Apollo
has really appeared to me in human form;〃 sighed Conrector Moritz;
as he paced his rooma strange; gloomy apartment; quite in keeping
with the singular occupantgray walls; with Greek apothegms
inscribed upon them in large lettersdirty windows; pasted over
with strips of paper; high; open book…shelves; containing several
hundred books; some neatly arranged; others thrown together in
confusion。 In the midst of a chaos of books and papers stood a
colossal bust of the Apollo…Belvedere upon a table near the window;
the whiteness and beauty of which were in singular contrast; to the
dust and disorder which surrounded it。

At the back of the room was an open wardrobe; filled with gay…
colored garments。 A beautiful carpet of brilliant colors covered the
middle of the dirty floor; and upon this paced to and fro the
strange occupant of this strange room; Philip Charles Moritz;
conrector of the college attached to the Gray Monastery。 There was
no trace of the bearing and demeanor which distinguished him at the
parade at Potsdam yesterdayno trace of the young elegant; dressed
in the latest fashion。 To…day he wore a white garment; of no
particular style; tied at the neck with a red ribbon (full sleeves;
buttoned at the wrist with lace…cuffs); and; falling from the
shoulders in scanty folds to just below the knees; it displayed his
bare legs; and his feet shod with red sandals。

His hair was unpowdered; and not tied in a cue; according to the
fashion; but hung in its natural brown color; flowing quite loosely;
merely confined by a red ribbon wound in among his curls; and
hanging down in short bows at each temple like the frontlet of the
old Romans。 Thus; in this singular costume; belonging half to old
Adam; and half to the old Romans; Philip Moritz walked back and
forth upon the carpet; ruminating upon the beaming beauty of the
stranger whose acquaintance he had so recently made; and whom he
could not banish from his thoughts。 〃What wicked demon induced me to
go to Potsdam yesterday?〃 said he to himself。 〃I who hate mankind;
and believe that they are all of vulgar; ordinary material; yield to
the longing for society; and am driven again into the world。〃

A loud knocking at the door interrupted this soliloquy; and the door
opened at the commanding 〃Come in!〃

〃It is he; it is Apollo;〃 cried Moritz; joyfully。 〃Come in; sir;
come inI have awaited you with the most ardent desire。〃

Moritz rushed to the young gentleman; who had just closed the door;
and whose beautiful; proud face lighted up with a smile at the
singular apparition before him。 〃Pardon me; I disturb you; sir; you
were about to make your toilet。 Permit me to return after you have
dressed。〃

〃You are mistaken;〃 cried Moritz; eagerly。 〃You find me in my usual
home…dressI like my ease and freedom; and I am of opinion that
mankind will never be happy and contented until they return to their
natural state; wearing no more clothing; but glorying in the beauty
which bountiful Nature has bestowed upon her most loved and chosen
subjects。〃

〃Sir;〃 cried the other; laughing; 〃then benevolent Nature should
adapt her climate accordingly; and relieve her dear creatures from
the inclination to take cold。〃

〃You may be right;〃 said Moritz; earnestly; 〃but we will not quarrel
about it。 Will you not keep your promise to reveal to me your name?〃

〃Tell me your own once more。 Tell me if this youth; whom I see
before me in this ideal dress; is the same modest young man whom I
met at the parade yesterday; and who presented himself as Philip
Moritz? Then please to inform me whether you are the Philip Moritz
who wrote a spirited and cordial letter to Johann Wolfgang Goethe
some years since about the tragedy of 'Stella;' the representation
of which had been forbidden at that time?〃

〃Yes; I am the same Philip Moritz; who wrote to the poet Goethe to
prove to him; with the most heart…felt sympathy; that we are not all
such stupid fellows in Berlin as Nicolai; who pronounced the tragedy
'Stella' immoral; that it is only; as Goethe himself called it; 'a
play for lovers。'〃

〃And will you not be kind enough to tell me what response the poet
made to your amiable letter?〃

〃Proud and amiable at the same time; most gracefully he answered me;
but not with words。 He sent me his tragedy 'Stella' bound in rose…
colored satin。 'Footnote: 〃Goethe in Berlin;〃Sketches from his
life at the anniversary of his one hundredth birthday。' See there!
it is before the bust of Apollo on my writing…table; where it has
lain for three years!〃

〃What did he write to you at the same time?〃

〃Nothingwhy should he? Was not the book sufficient answer?〃

〃Did he write nothing? Permit me to say to you that Goethe behaved
like a brute and an ass to you!〃

〃Sir;〃 cried Moritz; angrily; 〃I forbid you to speak of my favorite
in so unbecoming a manner in my room!〃

〃Sir;〃 cried the other; 〃you dare not forbid me。 I insist upon it
that that man is sometimes a brute and an ass! I can penitently
acknowledge it to you; dear Moritz; for I am Johann Wolfgang Goethe
himself!〃

〃You; you are Goethe!〃 shouted Moritz; as he seized him with both
hands; drawing him toward the window; and gazing at him with the
greatest enthusiasm and delight。 〃Yes; yes;〃 he shouted; 〃you are
either Apollo or Goethe! The gods are not so stupid as to return to
this miserable world; so you must be Goethe。 No other man would dare
to sport such a godlike face as you do; you favorite of the gods!〃

He then loosed his hold upon the smiling poet; and sprang to the
writing…table。 〃Listen; Apollo;〃 he cried; with wild joy。 〃Goethe is
here; thy dear son is here! Hurrah! long live Goethe!〃

He took the rose…colored little book; and shouting tossed it to the
ceiling; and sprang about like a mad bacchant; and finally threw
himself upon the carpet; rolling over and over like a frolicksome;
good…natured child upon its nurse's lap。

Goethe laughed aloud。 〃What are you doing; dear Moritz? What does
this mean?〃 he asked。

Moritz stopped a moment; looking up to Goethe with a face beaming
with joy。 〃I cannot better express my happiness。 Language is too
feebletoo poor!〃

〃If that is the case; then I will join you;〃 said Goethe; throwing
himself upon the carpet; rolling and tumbling about。 'Footnote: This
scene which I relate; and which Teichman also mentions in his
〃Leaves of Memory of Goethe in Berlin;〃 has been often related to me
by Ludwig Tieck exactly in this manner。 Teichman believes it was the
poet Burman。 But I remember distinctly that Ludwig Tieck told me
that it was the eccentric savant; Philip Moritz; with whom Goethe
made the acquaintance in this original manner。The Authoress。'

All at once Moritz jumped up without saying a word; rushed to the
wardrobe; dressed himself in modest attire in a few moments; and
presented himself to Goethe; who rose from the carpet quite
astounded at the sudden metamorphosis。 Then he seized his three…
cornered hat to go out; when Goethe held him fast。

〃You are not going into the street; sir! You forget that your hair
is flying about as if unloosed by a divine madness。〃

〃Sir; people are quite accustomed to see me in a strange costume;
and the most of them think me crazy。〃

〃You 

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