THE QUACK DOCTOR.
"Well, you G.o.dless reprobate," began the mayor, addressing the prisoner, when the court was a.s.sembled the next day for a further hearing of the remarkable case, "you have come to the last of your crimes; you have ill.u.s.trated how the seven mortal sins may be trebled, and how the perpetrator may clear himself of the entire twenty-one, if he possesses a fluent tongue. With your entertaining fables you have understood how to extend the time of your trial five months and two weeks, believing, no doubt, that the Frenchmen would in the meantime seize the fortress and save you from the gallows. But that has not come to pa.s.s. Only one more indictment remains on your list--Treason.
I don"t believe you will be able to talk yourself out of that! But we will now hear you make the attempt."
The prisoner bowed and summoned to his aid the muse, by whose help he had wrested from death one day after another, to a.s.sist him win yet another twenty-four hours in G.o.d"s beautiful world.
As the honorable gentlemen of the court are aware, I entered into service here, after I deserted from the French camp at Lille--and I have tried to do my duty faithfully, as becomes a good soldier--
"I must say"--interrupted the prince with considerable stress--"you were the best gunner in my artillery."
After he had thanked his highness for the compliment, the prisoner resumed:
One day, while I was deeply absorbed in my technical studies, a quack doctor was brought to my quarters. He had announced that he was my messenger to the camp of the enemy, and that he had returned with some important information for me.
He was an imposter; I had not employed any one to perform such errands for me. I ordered the fellow to be brought before me. He was of low, but vigorous stature, with a crafty countenance, and cunning leer. He had with him an entire apothecary"s outfit: a chest filled with all sorts of oils, extracts, unguents, and pills.
The fellow laughed in my face and said in an impudent tone:
"Well, comrade, don"t you know me?".
"No; I have never before seen your ugly phiz," I replied, a trifle angrily.
"Nor have I _seen_ yours; but I know you for all that--Belphegor."
I was startled. "You are Behoric?" I exclaimed. I sent the orderly from the room, then asked:
"How did you manage to find me? You never saw me without a mask."
"I will tell you: I have two magic rings; one I wear on the little finger of my right hand; the other on the little finger of my left hand, both with the setting turned inward. If I say to the rings: "I want to find my blood-comrade, Belphegor," one of them turns around on my finger and the setting shows me the way I must go. If I arrive at a point where two roads meet, the other ring shows me which to take.
That is how I came here."
The explanation did not altogether satisfy me--the fellow"s face made me doubt the truth of it; but I could not deny that I was his blood-comrade. Besides, I entertained a sort of affection for him; we had been good comrades, and had not drank each other"s blood for nothing.
"Well," said I, after deliberating a moment, "what brings you here?--here, where nothing is to be got but fiery bullets."
"I came to ask you to exchange bodies."
"Why do you wish to exchange?"
"The leader has ordered it."
"Do you still belong to the satyrs?"
"Yes--and so do you. It is not a disease from which one can recover; nor an office one may resign. It is not a garment one may cast aside; nor a wife one may divorce. In a word, once a satyr, always a satyr."
"I pledged only my body, not my soul," I interrupted.
"And it isn"t your soul I want, comrade; only your body. You may carry your soul in my body, and go whithersoever it may please you to wander."
"But, what shall I do while in your body?"
"You will do what I should do: sell theriac and a.r.s.enic; _lapis nephriticus_, _nostra paracelsi_, apoponax, and salamander ointment--for all of which you will receive good, hard coin from the credulous fools who will be your customers. It is the easiest life in the world!"
"But I don"t know the least thing about your medicaments, and couldn"t tell what any of them would heal or cure."
"Oh, you need not trouble your head about that! Just take a look into this chest. See--here in the different compartments are arranged various bottles, vials and boxes, with the names of their contents above them. These tiny letters under each one, which cannot be read without the aid of a magnifying gla.s.s, are the names of the diseases for which the contents of the bottles, vials, and boxes are infallible remedies. When a patient applies to you, listen what he has to say; then, diagnose the disease, consult your microscopic directions, and dose him according to his ability to pay."
"And how long will I have to wear your hideous form and let you occupy my stately proportions?" I asked.
"Until we both desire to exchange again. I will give you one of my magic rings and I"ll keep the other. If you turn the ring on your finger at the same moment I turn mine, then the exchange will be effected, no matter how far apart our bodies may be. Now, take this ring, and summon your orderly. Bid him escort me to the gate, and give me a gla.s.s of brandy before he lets me depart."
I obeyed these directions and, after a few minutes, the burning in my throat convinced me that I was in Behoric"s squat body; that he occupied my taller sh.e.l.l I found very shortly.
Hardly had the exchange taken place, when a bombardier came to announce that the second cannon in the third battery had burst, whereupon Behoric in my body answered:
"Boil some glue, and stick the pieces together; then wind some stout twine around the cannon to prevent it from bursting again."
At these directions the bombardier and the orderly exchanged glances and snickered.
"This won"t do at all," I said to myself, so I whispered to my figure: "Behoric, just change back again for a second, will you?"
Each turned the ring on his finger, and I was again I.
"Take the broken cannon to the a.r.s.enal," I said to the grinning bombardier, "and put in its place one of the bronze pieces from chamber number IV. Why do you laugh, idiot?"
Then Behoric and I exchanged again, and I found myself trudging in his body down the hill from the fortress, with the medicine chest on my back. I was obliged to pa.s.s through the beleaguerer"s camp, and, naturally, was commanded to halt. When they spoke to me I could not understand them--I, who am perfectly familiar with French, Latin, English, Polish, Russian, Turkish, Indian, Dutch--I, with Behoric"s untutored ears, and with his inability to converse in any language but the German, could not understand a word the Frenchmen said to me. The colonel was obliged to send for an interpreter.
"Have you been inside the fortress?" I was asked.
"I have."
"Did you deliver to the chief gunner what I sent with you?"
"I did."
"Will he do what I ask?"
"He will."
Here, to my great surprise--for I had done nothing to earn it--the colonel pressed fifty thalers into my palm, and motioned me to pa.s.s on my way.
I wandered out into the world, trudged from city to city, selling the contents of my chest, until I came to Madgeburg, where, having acc.u.mulated a considerable sum of money, I bought a horse and wagon. I could now travel about with greater convenience and speed than when forced to carry the heavy medicine-chest on my back. I also hired an a.s.sistant to blow a trumpet when I wanted to collect a crowd around my wagon.
I became so well satisfied with the pleasant life I now led, no thought of changing back to my own body ever occurred to me. My blood-comrade might keep it, and continue to fire cannon from Ehrenbreitstein--I was quite content with my quack-doctoring, and with his anatomy.
And a wonderfully shrewd and sensible little anatomy it was! My own did not contain a tenth part the sense that was in his. Therefore, I considered it my duty to bestow the best of care on it. I fattened it with the same attention to details I would have observed had it been my own and I was amply able to supply it with everything that was necessary to increase its bulk.