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     In the first place, I would leave out  the Dative case. It confuses the   Underneath is another text, she said, and when your day of freedom comes I want you should promise me to cut the stitches, turn back the silk, and take the second text for your motto, so youll remember to be properly grateful. This is the second text. She put her hands on his shoulders and said in a loud, exultant voice, My soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowler. The snare is broken and I am escaped.    Jehiel gave no indication that he had heard. His faded old blue eyes were fixed steadily on the single crack in the rampart of mountains, through which the afternoon train was just now leaving the valley. Its whistle echoed back hollowly, as it fled away from the prison walls into the great world. 
distribution; so the gender of each must be learned separately and by heart.There is  no  other  way. To do  this  one  has  to  have  a  memory like  amemorandum-book.  In German, a young lady has  no  sex, while a  turnip has.Think what overwrought reverence that shows for the turnip, and what calloushe begins  to speak  his tongue  files the track and all those labored malesand  females  come out as  its. And  even  when  he is  reading German  tohimself, he always  calls those things it,  where  as he  ought to read in     TALE OF THE FISHWIFE AND ITS SAD FATE [2]     2. I capitalize the nouns, in the German (and ancient English) fashion.     It is a  bleak Day. Hear the  Rain, how he pours,  and the Hail, how he
nights; in a word, those which deal with any and all forms of rest, respose,   As he passed the door to the rooms of the Ladies Auxiliary Society he noticed that it was ajar, and saw through the crack that there was a sleeping figure on the floor near the stove -- a boy about sixteen. When Jehiel stepped softly in and looked at him, the likeness to his own sister struck him even before he recognized the lad as his great-nephew, the son of the child he had helped his sister to care for all those years ago.    And always the pine tree had grown, insolent in the pride of a creature set in the right surroundings. The imprisoned man had felt himself dwarfed by its height. But now, he looked up at it again, and laughed aloud. It had come late, but it had come. He was fifty-seven years old, almost three-score, but all his life was still to be lived. He said to himself that some folks lived their lives while they did their work, but he had done all his tasks first, and now he could live. The unexpected arrival of the timber merchant and the sale of that piece of land hed never thought would bring him a cent -- was not that an evident sign that Providence was with him? He was too old and broken now to work his way about as he had planned at first, but here had come this six hundred dollars like rain from the sky. He would start as soon as he could sell his stock. 
the dictionary, and then I  find it means the latter. There are lots of suchwords  and they are a great torment.  To  increase the difficulty there  arewords which SEEM to resemble each other, and yet  do not; but they make justas much trouble as if they did. For instance, there  is the  word VERMIETHENanswer. I  begin at the wrong end, necessarily, for that is the German idea.I say to myself, REGEN (rain) is masculine -- or maybe it is feminine -- ortime.  A person  who  has  not  studied German  can form  no idea  of what aperplexing language it is.
neither time nor  ink,  and  has an  awkward sound besides. One often sees aSome German words  are so  long that they have a perspective.  Observe theseverbs. The German grammar is blistered all over with  separable verbs;  andthe  wider the  two portions of one of them are spread apart, the better theauthor  of the crime  is pleased  with his  performance.  A favorite  one isREISTE AB -- which means departed. Here is an example which  I culled from anovel and reduced to English:
   To Buenos Ayres, then. He did not even attempt to pronounce this name, though its strange, inexplicable look on the page was a joy to him. From there by mule-back and afoot over the Andes to Chile. He knew something about that trip. A woman who had taught in the Methodist missionary school in Santiago de Chile had taken that journey, and he had heard her give a lecture on it. He was the sexton of the church and heard all the lectures free. At Santiago de Chile (he pronounced it with a strange distortion of the schoolteachers bad accent) he would stay for a while and just live and decide what to do next. His head swam with dreams and visions, and his heart thumped heavily against his old ribs. The clock striking ten brought him back to reality. He stood up with a gesture of exultation almost fierce. Thats just the time when the train crosses the state line! he said.    Before he went into the house after his evening chores were done, he stopped for a moment and looked back at the cleft in the mountain wall through which the railroad left the valley. He had been looking longingly toward that door of escape all his life, and now he said good-by to it. Ah well, twant to be, he said, with an accent of weary finality; but then, suddenly out of the chill which oppressed his heart there sprang a last searing blast of astonished anguish. It was as if he realized for the first time all that had befallen him since the morning. He was racked by a horrified desolation that made his sturdy old body stagger as if under an unexpected blow. As he reeled he flung his arm about the pine tree and so stood for a time, shaking in a paroxysm which left him breathless when it passed. Freundshaftsbezeigungen  seems to be Friendshipdemonstrations, which  is
   Jehiel did not answer. The two old men stood silent, looking down the valley, lying like a crevasse in a glacier between the towering white mountains. The sinuous course of the frozen river was almost black under the slaty sky of March. where they havent the  checking  system  for luggage, that I finally set to   Yes, I be, said the other harshly, but t aint nothin. Itll pass after a while. Nathaniel, Ive thought of a way you can manage. You know your uncles wife died this last week and that leaves me without any housekeeper. What if your stepmother shd come and take care of me and Ill take care of her. Ive just sold a piece of timber land I never thought to get a cent out of, and thatll ease things up so we can hire help if she aint strong enough to do the work. 
     In the first place, I would leave out  the Dative case. It confuses theveneration in  which  it  is held  by  the  true patriots of  all climes andand masculine, the humiliating second thought  will quickly  remind him thatin this respect he is no better off than any woman or cow in the land.     In the German it is true  that by some oversight of the inventor of thelanguage, a  Woman  is  a  female; but  a  Wife  (Weib)  is not  -- which is
clearness  among  these  people.  For  surely  it is  NOT  clearness  --  itnecessarily cant be clearness. Even a jury would have penetration enough todiscover that. A writers ideas must be a good  deal  confused,  a good dealout  of  line and  sequence, when he  starts out  to say  that a  man met  aEnglishman  as the  ENGLAENDER; to change  the sex,  he adds  INN,  and thatstands for Englishwoman -- ENGLAENDERINN. That seems descriptive enough, butstill it is not exact enough for a German; so he precedes the word with thatarticle which indicates that the creature to follow is feminine,  and writesit down thus: die Englaenderinn, --  which means the she-Englishwoman. I   He looked up at the lofty crown of the pine tree, through which shone one or two of the brightest stars, and felt a new comradeship with it. It was a great tree, he thought, and they had grown up together. He laid his hardened palm on it, and fancied that he caught a throb of the silent vitality under the bark. How many kinds of life there were! Under its white shroud, how all the valley lived. The tree stretching up its head to the stars, the river preparing to throw off the icy armor which compressed its heart -- they were all awakening in their own way. The river had been restless, like himself, the tree had been tranquil, but they passed together through the resurrection into quiet life. 
   Uncle Jehiel, it does seem to me I cant have it so! All my life Ive looked forward to bein a sailor and goin around the world, and all. I just hate the valley and the mountains! But I guess I got to stay. Shes only my step-mother, I know, but she was always awful good to me, and she hasnt got anybody else to look after her. His voice broke, and he put his arm up in a crook over his face. But its awful hard! I feel like a bird thats got caught in a snare.    Jehiel turned away silently, but as he    The thought reminded him of his evening chores, and he set off for the barn with a harsh jubilation that it was almost the last time he would need to milk. How far, he wondered, could he go on that money? He hurried through his work and into the house to his old desk. The faded text-ornament stood on the top shelf, but he did not see it, as he hastily tumbled out all the time-tables and sailing-lists. The habit of looking at them with the yearning bitterness of unreconciled deprivation was still so strong on him that even as he handled them eagerly, he hated them for the associations of years of misery they brought back to him.