Ярмарок марнославства

In Which We Meet an Old Acquaintance

           ThereistheTrophonius’caveinwhich,bysomeartifice,theleadenTritonsaremadenotonlytospoutwater,buttoplaythemostdreadfulgroansoutoftheirleadconchsthereisthenymphbathandtheNiagaracataract,whichthepeopleoftheneighbourhoodadmirebeyondexpression,whentheycometotheyearlyfairattheopeningoftheChamber,ortothefeteswithwhichthehappylittlenationstillcelebratesthebirthdaysandmarriage-daysofitsprincelygovernors.

           ThenfromallthetownsoftheDuchy,whichstretchesfornearlytenmilefromBolkum,whichliesonitswesternfrontierbiddingdefiancetoPrussia,fromGrogwitz,wherethePrincehasahunting-lodge,andwherehisdominionsareseparatedbythePumpRiverfromthoseoftheneighbouringPrinceofPotzenthal;fromallthelittlevillages,whichbesidesthesethreegreatcities,dotoverthehappyprincipalityfromthefarmsandthemillsalongthePumpcometroopsofpeopleinredpetticoatsandvelvethead-dresses,orwiththree-corneredhatsandpipesintheirmouths,whoflocktotheResidenzandshareinthepleasuresofthefairandthefestivitiesthere.

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