etc.; but, observing that the young man wore silver buckles in his shoes, told him that he did not think one in his circumstances should wear such ornaments, and actually had the brutality to hint that he would receive them instead of his fee. The young man gave them to him, and with a heavy heart, and unstrapped shoes, went to Kastner on the same errand. Kastner forgave him the fee, and said, ‘If you are so poor, you must like to buy clothes cheap’; and going to his wardrobe brought out a pair of old leather breeches. ‘Here,’ said he, ‘are a pair of breeches,—very good, too, though you don't seem to like them,—which you shall have for half nothing. What will you give?’ The young man was confounded,—tried to excuse himself,— said he did not want clothes, etc., but in vain. The professor insisted, said they were as good as new, though they were really not fit to be seen, and ended by saying he should have them for half a dollar. The poor fellow took them, gave to Kastner all the money he had, and went away more overwhelmed with this insult than with the first. He sat down in his chair in despair, and threw the wretched breeches on the table. They fell like something heavy, and, on examining, he found a purse of gold in the pocket. He hurried with it to the professor. ‘No,’ said Kastner, ‘a bargain is a bargain. When you bought the breeches, you bought all there was in them,’ and pushed him out of the room to avoid his thanks and gratitude. Kastner lost no occasion to trouble and vex Michaelis, and at last his persecutions proceeded to open insult, and the Regency at Hanover interfered and ordered him to beg Michaelis's pardon. On receiving the intimation, Kastner, the next morning at daybreak, dressed himself in a full suit, with a sword and chapeau, and went to the house of Michaelis. The servant said her master was not up; but Kastner insisted on his being called, and, instead of waiting till he came down, followed the maid directly into his chamber, and, pretending to be surprised beyond measure in finding him in bed with his wife, darted suddenly back, cried out, ‘I beg ten thousand pardons,’ turned on his heel, and never made the professor any further satisfaction, or in any other way fulfilled the commands of the Regency.
Being rather weary after six weeks of constant study, Mr. Ticknor and Mr. Everett made a visit of five days to Hanover, leaving Gottingen September 19th, and returning the 24th, and found much interest in making the acquaintance of Feder,— for twenty-nine years professor in Gottingen,—Count Munster, Minister of State, Professor Martens, author of a work on the