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ss； the stony water…worn ascent of which is not to be accomplished on horseback。 Arrived aloft； he finds himself again lifted into the evening sunset light； and cannot but pause； and gaze round him； some moments there。 An upland irregular expanse of wold； where valleys in complex branchings are suddenly or slowly arranging their descent towards every quarter of the sky。 The mountain…ranges are beneath your feet； and folded together： only the loftier summits look down here and there as on a second plain； lakes also lie clear and earnest in their solitude。 No trace of man now visible； unless indeed it were he who fashioned that little visible link of Highway； here； as would seem； scaling the inaccessible； to unite Province with Province。 But sunwards； lo you！ how it towers sheer up； a world of Mountains； the diadem and centre of the mountain region！ A hundred and a hundred savage peaks； in the last light of Day； all glowing； of gold and amethyst； like giant spirits of the wilderness； there in their silence； in their solitude； even as on the night when Noah's Deluge first dried！ Beautiful； nay solemn； was the sudden aspect to our Wanderer。 He gazed over those stupendous masses with wonder； almost with longing desire； never till this hour had he known Nature； that she was One； that she was his Mother and divine。 And as the ruddy glow was fading into clearness in the sky； and the Sun had now departed； a murmur of Eternity and Immensity； of Death and of Life； stole through his soul； and he felt as if Death and Life were one； as if the Earth were not dead； as if the Spirit of the Earth had its throne in that splendor； and his own spirit were therewith holding communion。
〃The spell was broken by a sound of carriage…wheels。 Emerging from the hidden Northward； to sink soon into the hidden Southward； came a gay Barouche…and…four： it was open； servants and postilions wore wedding favors： that happy pair； then； had found each other； it was their marriage evening！ Few moments brought them near： _Du Himmel_！ It was Herr Towgood andBlumine！ With slight unrecognizing salutation they passed me； plunged down amid the neighboring thickets； onwards； to Heaven； and to England； and I； in my friend Richter's words； _I remained alone； behind them； with the Night_。〃
Were it not cruel in these circumstances； here might be the place to insert an observation； gleaned long ago from the great _Clothes…Volume_； where it stands with quite other intent： 〃Some time before Small…pox was extirpated；〃 says the Professor； 〃there came a new malady of the spiritual sort on Europe： I mean the epidemic； now endemical； of View…hunting。 Poets of old date； being privileged with Senses； had also enjoyed external Nature； but chiefly as we enjoy the crystal cup which holds good or bad liquor for us； that is to say； in silence； or with slight incidental commentary： never； as I compute； till after the _Sorrows of Werter_； was there man found who would say： Come let us make a Description！ Having drunk the liquor； come let us eat the glass！ Of which endemic the Jenner is unhappily still to seek。〃 Too true！
We reckon it more important to remark that the Professor's Wanderings； so far as his stoical and cynical envelopment admits us to clear insight； here first take their permanent character； fatuous or not。 That Basilisk…glance of the Barouche…and…four seems to have withered up what little remnant of a purpose may have still lurked in him： Life has become wholly a dark labyrinth； wherein； through long years； our Friend； flying from spectres； has to stumble about at random； and naturally with more haste than progress。
Foolish were it in us to attempt following him； even from afar； in this extraordinary world…pilgrimage of his； the simplest record of which； were clear record possible； would fill volumes。 Hopeless is the obscurity； unspeakable the confusion。 He glides from country to country； from condition to condition； vanishing and reappearing； no man can calculate how or where。 Through all quarters of the world he wanders； and apparently through all circles of society。 If in any scene； perhaps difficult to fix geographically； he settles for a time； and forms connections； be sure he will snap them abruptly asunder。 Let him sink out of sight as Private Scholar （_Privatsirender_）； living by the grace of God in some European capital； you may next find him as Hadjee in the neighborhood of Mecca。 It is an inexplicable Phantasmagoria； capricious； quick…changing； as if our Traveller； instead of limbs and highways； had transported himself by some wishing…carpet； or Fortunatus' Hat。 The whole； too； imparted emblematically； in dim multifarious tokens （as that collection of Street…Advertisements）； with only some touch of direct historical notice sparingly interspersed： little light…islets in the world of haze！ So that； from this point； the Professor is more of an enigma than ever。 In figurative language； we might say he becomes； not indeed a spirit； yet spiritualized； vaporized。 Fact unparalleled in Biography： The river of his History； which we have traced from its tiniest fountains； and hoped to see flow onward； with increasing current； into the ocean； here dashes itself over that terrific Lover's Leap； and； as a mad…foaming cataract； flies wholly into tumultuous clouds of spray！ Low down it indeed collects again into pools and plashes； yet only at a great distance； and with difficulty； if at all； into a general stream。 To cast a glance into certain of those pools and plashes； and trace whither they run； must； for a chapter or two； form the limit of our endeavor。
For which end doubtless those direct historical Notices； where they can be met with； are the best。 Nevertheless； of this sort too there occurs much； which； with our present light； it were questionable to emit。 Teufelsdrockh vibrating everywhere between the highest and the lowest levels； comes into contact with public History itself。 For example； those conversations and relations with illustrious Persons； as Sultan Mahmoud； the Emperor Napoleon； and others； are they not as yet rather of a diplomatic character than of a biographic？ The Editor； appreciating the sacredness of crowned heads； nay perhaps suspecting the possible trickeries of a Clothes…Philosopher； will eschew this province for the present； a new time may bring new insight and a different duty。
If we ask now； not indeed with what ulterior Purpose； for there was none； yet with what immediate outlooks； at all events； in what mood of mind； the Professor undertook and prosecuted this world…pilgrimage；the answer is more distinct than favorable。 〃A nameless Unrest；〃 says he； 〃urged me forward； to which the outward motion was some momentary lying solace。 Whither should I go？ My Loadstars were blotted out； in that canopy of grim fire shone no star。 Yet forward must I； the ground burnt under me； there was no rest for the sole of my foot。 I was alone； alone！ Ever too the strong inward longing shaped Phantasms for itself： towards these； one after the other； must I fruitlessly wander。 A feeling I had； that for my fever…thirst there was and must be somewhere a healing Fountain。 To many fondly imagined Fountains； the Saint