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brother;
whatyoutalkofdoingisnothingatall,itisjourneyman'
s
work,ormightevenbedonebyamachine.No!
Ishouldprefertobe
abuilderatonce,thereissomethingrealinthat.Amangainsa
position,hebecomesacitizen,hashisownsign,hisownhouseof
callforhisworkmen:
soIshallbeabuilder.Ifallgoeswell,in
timeIshallbecomeamaster,andhavemyownjourneymen,andmy
wifewillbetreatedasamaster'
swife.ThisiswhatIcall
something."
Icallitallnothing,"
saidthethird;
notinrealityany
position.Therearemanyinatownfaraboveamasterbuilderin
position.Youmaybeanuprightman,butevenasamasteryouwill
onlyberankedamongcommonmen.Iknowbetterwhattodothanthat.I
willbeanarchitect,whichwillplacemeamongthosewhopossess
richesandintellect,andwhospeculateinart.Ishallcertainlyhave
torisebymyownendeavorsfromabricklayer'
slaborer,orasa
carpenter'
sapprentice-aladwearingapapercap,althoughInowwear
asilkhat.Ishallhavetofetchbeerandspiritsforthejourneymen,
andtheywillcallme'
thou,'
whichwillbeaninsult.Ishall
endureit,however,forIshalllookuponitallasamere
representation,amasquerade,amummery,whichto-morrow,thatis,
whenImyselfasajourneyman,shallhaveservedmytime,willvanish,
andIshallgomyway,andallthathaspassedwillbenothingto
me.ThenIshallentertheacademy,andgetinstructedindrawing,and
becalledanarchitect.Imayevenattaintorank,andhave
somethingplacedbeforeoraftermyname,andIshallbuildas
othershavedonebeforeme.Bythistherewillbealways'
tomakemeremembered,andisnotthatworthlivingfor?
"
Notinmyopinion,"
saidthefourth;
Iwillneverfollowthe
leadofothers,andonlyimitatewhattheyhavedone.Iwillbea
genius,andbecomegreaterthanallofyoutogether.Iwillcreatea
newstyleofbuilding,andintroduceaplanforerectinghouses
suitabletotheclimate,withmaterialeasilyobtainedinthecountry,
andthussuitnationalfeelingandthedevelopmentsoftheage,
besidesbuildingastoreyformyowngenius."
Butsupposingtheclimateandthematerialarenotgoodfor
much,"
saidthefifthbrother,"
thatwouldbeveryunfortunatefor
you,andhaveaninfluenceoveryourexperiments.Nationalitymay
assertitselfuntilitbecomesaffectation,andthedevelopmentsof
acenturymayrunwild,asyouthoftendoes.Iseeclearlythatnone
ofyouwilleverreallybeanythingworthnotice,howeveryoumay
nowfancyit.Butdoasyoulike,Ishallnotimitateyou.Imeanto
keepclearofallthesethings,andcriticizewhatyoudo.Inevery
actionsomethingimperfectmaybediscovered,somethingnotright,
whichIshallmakeitmybusinesstofindoutandexpose;
thatwillbe
something,Ifancy."
Andhekepthisword,andbecameacritic.
Peoplesaidofthisfifthbrother,"
Thereissomethingvery
preciseabouthim;
hehasagoodhead-piece,buthedoesnothing."
And
onthatveryaccounttheythoughthemustbesomething.
Now,yousee,thisisalittlehistorywhichwillneverend;
as
longastheworldexists,therewillalwaysbemenlikethesefive
brothers.Andwhatbecameofthem?
Weretheyeachnothingor
something?
Youshallhear;
itisquiteahistory.
Theeldestbrother,hewhofabricatedbricks,soondiscoveredthat
eachbrick,whenfinished,broughthiminasmallcoin,ifonlya
copperone;
andmanycopperpieces,ifplacedoneuponanother,canbe
changedintoashiningshilling;
andatwhateverdoorapersonknocks,
whohasanumberoftheseinhishands,whetheritbethebaker'
s,the
butcher'
s,orthetailor'
s,thedoorfliesopen,andhecangetallhe
wants.Soyouseethevalueofbricks.Someofthebricks,however,
crumbledtopieces,orwerebroken,buttheelderbrotherfounda
useforeventhese.
Onthehighbankofearth,whichformedadykeonthesea-coast,a
poorwomannamedMargaretwishedtobuildherselfahouse,soall
theimperfectbricksweregiventoher,andafewwholeoneswith
them;
fortheeldestbrotherwasakind-heartedman,althoughhenever
achievedanythinghigherthanmakingbricks.Thepoorwomanbuilt
herselfalittlehouse-itwassmallandnarrow,andthewindowwas
quitecrooked,thedoortoolow,andthestrawroofmighthavebeen
betterthatched.Butstillitwasashelter,andfromwithinyoucould
lookfaroverthesea,whichdashedwildlyagainstthesea-wallon
whichthelittlehousewasbuilt.Thesaltwavessprinkledtheirwhite
foamoverit,butitstoodfirm,andremainedlongafterhewhohad
giventhebrickstobuilditwasdeadandburied.
Thesecondbrotherofcourseknewbetterhowtobuildthanpoor
Margaret,forheservedanapprenticeshiptolearnit.Whenhistime
wasup,hepackeduphisknapsack,andwentonhistravels,singing
thejourneyman'
ssong,-
Whileyoung,Icanwanderwithoutacare,
Andbuildnewhouseseverywhere;
Fairandbrightaremydreamsofhome,
AlwaysthoughtofwhereverIroam.
Hurrahforaworkman'
slifeofglee!
There'
salovedoneathomewhothinksofme;
HomeandfriendsIcanne'
erforget,
AndImeantobeamasteryet."
Andthatiswhathedid.Onhisreturnhome,hebecameamaster
builder,-builtonehouseafteranotherinthetown,tillthey
formedquiteastreet,which,whenfinished,becamereallyanornament
tothetown.Thesehousesbuiltahouseforhiminreturn,whichwas
tobehisown.Buthowcanhousesbuildahouse?
Ifthehouseswere
asked,theycouldnotanswer;
butthepeoplewouldunderstand,and
say,"
Certainlythestreetbuilthishouseforhim."
Itwasnotvery
large,andthefloorwasoflime;
butwhenhedancedwithhisbrideon
thelime-coveredfloor,itwastohimwhiteandshining,andfrom
everystoneinthewallflowersseemedtospringforthanddecorate
theroomaswiththerichesttapestry.Itwasreallyaprettyhouse,
andinitwereahappypair.Theflagofthecorporationfluttered
beforeit,andthejourneymenandapprenticesshouted"
Hurrah."
Hehad
gainedhisposition,hehadmadehimselfsomething,andatlasthe
died,whichwas"
something"
too.
Nowwecometothearchitect,thethirdbrother,whohadbeen
firstacarpenter'
sapprentice,hadwornacap,andservedasan
errandboy,butafterwardswenttotheacademy,andrisentobean
architect,ahighandnoblegentleman.Ahyes,thehousesofthenew
street,whichthebrotherwhowasamasterbuildererected,mayhave
builthishouseforhim,butthestreetreceiveditsnamefromthe
architect,andthehandsomesthouseinthestreetbecamehisproperty.
Thatwassomething,andhewas"
something,"
forhehadalistof
titlesbeforeandafterhisname.Hischildrenwerecalled"
wellborn,"
andwhenhedied,hiswidowwastreatedasaladyofposition,and
thatwas"
Hisnameremainedalwayswrittenatthecorner
ofthestreet,andlivedineveryone'
smouthasitsname.Yes,this
alsowassomething."
Andwhataboutthegeniusofthefamily-thefourthbrother-who
wantedtoinventsomethingnewandoriginal?
Hetriedtobuildalofty
storeyhimself,butitfelltopieces,andhefellwithitandbroke
hisneck.However,hehadasplendidfuneral,withthecityflags
andmusicintheprocession;
flowerswerestrewnonthepavement,
andthreeorationswerespokenoverhisgrave,eachonelongerthan
theother.Hewouldhavelikedthisverymuchduringhislife,aswell
asthepoemsabouthiminthepapers,forhelikednothingsowell
astobetalkedof.Amonumentwasalsoerectedoverhisgrave.Itwas
onlyanotherstoreyoverhim,butthatwas"
Nowhewas
dead,likethethreeotherbrothers.
Theyoungest-thecritic-outlivedthemall,whichwasquiteright
forhim.Itgavehimtheopportunityofhavingthelastword,whichto
himwasofgreatimportance.Peoplealwayssaidhehadagood
head-piece.Atlasthishourcame,andhedied,andarrivedatthe
gatesofheaven.Soulsalwaysenterthesegatesinpairs;
sohe
foundhimselfstandingandwaitingforadmissionwithanother;
andwho
shoulditbebutolddameMargaret,fromthehouseonthedyke!
Itis
evidentlyforthesakeofcontrastthatIandthiswretchedsoul
shouldarrivehereexactlyatthesametime,"
saidthecritic."
Pray
whoareyou,mygoodwoman?
saidhe;
doyouwanttogetinhere
too?
Andtheoldwomancurtsiedaswellasshecould;
shethoughtit
mustbeSt.Peterhimselfwhospoketoher."
Iamapooroldwoman,"
shesaid,"
withoutmyfamily.IamoldMargaret,thatlivedinthe
houseonthedyke."
Well,andwhathaveyoudone-whatgreatdeedhaveyou
performeddownbelow?
Ihavedonenothingatallintheworldthatcouldgivemea
claimtohavethesedoorsopenforme,"
shesaid."
Itwouldbeonly
throughmercythatIcanbeallowedtoslipinthroughthegate."
Inwhatmannerdidyouleavetheworld?
heasked,justforthe
sakeofsayingsomething;