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第23章TheLastLesson
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Istartedforschoolverylatethatmandwasidreadofasg，especiallybecauseM.HamelhadsaidthathewouldquestionusonpartidIdidnotkwordabouttheForamomentIthaeofdoors.Itwassht!Thebirdsweregattheedgeofthewoods;andintheopenfieldbackofthesawmillthePrussiansoldiersweredrilling.Itwasallmuptingthaiciples，butIhadthestre，aoschool.
Wheownhalltherewasafroin-board.Forthelasttwoyearsallourbadnewshadthere-thelostbattles，thedraft，theordersoftheandihoughttomyself，withoutstopping:
"Whatbethematternow?"
Then，asIhurriedbyasfastasIcouldgo，theblacksmith，asthere，rehebulletierme:
"Don'tgosofast，bub;you'llgettoyoursplentyoftime!"
Ithoughthewasmakingfunofme，andreachedM.Hamel'slittlegardenalloutofbreath.
Usually，whenschoolbegan，therewasagreatbustle，whichcouldbeheardoutiheopeningandgofdesks，lessoedinunison，veryloud，withourhandsoverourearstouaheteacher'sgreatrulerrappiable."Alittlemorequite!"Butnowitwasallsostill!Ihadmotioomydeskwithoutbei，ofcourse，thatdayeverythinghadtobeasquietasSundaymhthemyclassmates，alreadyintheirpladM.HamelanddownwithhisterribleironrulerunderhisarIhadtoopenthedoinbeforeeverybody.YouehowIblushedandhhtenedI>
Butnothinghappened.M.Hamelsawmeandsaidverykindly:
"Gotoyourplacequickly，littleFranz.Wewerebeginningwithoutyou."
Ijumpedoverthebendsatdowillthen，whenIhadgotalittleht，didIseethatourteacherhadoifulgreencoat，hisfrilledshirt，aleblacksilkcap，allembroidered，thatheoionandprizedays.Besides，thewholesedseahethingthatsurprisedmemostwastosee，onthebachesthatty，thevillagepeoplesittilylikeourselves;oldHauser，withhisthree-eredhat，theformermayor，theformerpostmaster，ahersbesides.Everybodylookedsad;andHauserhadbroughtanoldprimer，thumbedattheedges，aopenohhisgreatspectagacrossthepages.
aboutitall，M.Hamelmountedhisd，inthesamegraveaonewhichhehadusedtome，said:
"My，thisisthelastlessonIshallgiveyou.TheorderhasBerlintoteaanintheschoolsofAlsadLorraierorrow.ThisisyourlastFren.Iwantyoutobeveryatte;
Whatathuhesewordsweretome!
Oh，thewretches;thatwaswhattheyhadputupattheto>
MylastFren!Why，Ihardlykowrite!Ishouldneverlearstopthere，then!Oh，howsorryIwasfornmylessbirds'eggs，slidingontheSaar!Mybooks，thathadseemedsuuisanceawhileago，soheavytrammar，andmyhistoryofthesaints，wereoldfriendsnowthatIp;apos;tgiveup.Aheideathathewasgoingaway，thatIshouldneverseehimagaiallabouthisrulerandhowkyhe>
Poorman!ItwasinhonorofthislastlessoonhisfineSundaydoodwhytheoldmenofthevillageweresittihebackoftherooItwasbecausetheyweresorry，too，thattheyhadosore.Itwastheirwayofthankingourmasterforhisfortyyearsoffaithfulservidofshowingtheirrespectforthetrythatwastheirsnomore.
&hinkingofallthis，IheardmywasmyturwouldIobeabletosaythatdreadfulrulefortheparticipleallthrough，veryloudanddwithoutoIgotmixedupowordsandstontomydesk，myheartbeating，andntolookup.IheardM.Hamelsaytome:
"Ios;tscoldyou，littleFranz;youmustfeelbadeis!Everydaywehavesaidtoourselves:‘Pshalentyoftime.I'lllearnittomorrow.’Andnowyouseeos;veeout.Ah，that'sthegreattroubleutstilltomorrow.Nowthosefellowsouttherewillhavetherighttosaytoyou:'Howisit;youpretendtobeFreyoueitherspeaknorwriteyuage?'Butyouare，poorlittleFranz.os;veallagreatdealtoreproachourselveswith.
"Yourpareaohaveyoulearoputyoutoworkonafarmoratthemills，soastohavealittlemoremoney.AndI?I'vebeentoblamealso.HaveIyoutowatermyflowersinsteadyourlessoedtogofishing，didInotjustgiveyouaholiday?"
Theoanother，M.Hamelwentontotalkuage，sayingthatitwasthemostbeautifullaheworld-theclearest，themostlogical;thatwemustguarditamongusait，beapeopleareenslaved，aslongastheyholdfastteitisasiftheyhadthekeytotheirprison.Thenheopenedagrammarandreadusourlesson.IwasamazedtoseehowwellIu.Allhesaidseemedsoeasy，soeasy!Ithink，too，thatIhadenedsocarefully，andthathehadneverexplaihingwithsomuce.Itseemedalmostasifthepoormaogiveusallheknewbefautitallioroke.
&hegrammar，wehadaless.ThatdayM.Hamelhadnewcopiesforus，writteifulroundhand:France，Alsace，Alsace.Theylookedlikelittleflagsfloatingeverywhereinthes，huhetopofourdesks.Yououghttohaveseenhoweveryoowork，andhowquietitwas!Theonlysougofthepehepaper.Olesflewin;butnobodypaidaothem，tlestones，whhttheirfishhooks，asifthatwasFrentheroofthepigeonscooedverylow，andIthoughttomyself:
"Willtheymakethemsingihepigeons?"
WheneverIlookedupfrIsawM.Hamelsittingmotionlessinhisdgazingfirstatohenatanother，asifhewaofixinhismindjusthlookedinthatlittles.Fancy!Forfortyyearshehadbeehesameplace，withhisgardehewindowandhisfrontofhim，justlikethat.Onlythedesksandbencheshadbeenwornsmooth;thewalhegardealler，andthehopvihehadplawihewindowstotheroof.Howitmusthavebrokeoleaveitall，poorman;tohearhissistermovingaboutintheroomabove，pagtheirtrunks!Fortheymustleavetheextday.
Buthehadthecetoheareverylessontotheverylast.Afterthewriting，wehadalessoninhistory，ahebabiestedtheirba，bebi，bo，bu.DowhebackoftheroomoldHauserhadputoad，holdinghisprimerinbothhaterswiththeYoucouldseethathe，t;hisvoicetrembledwithemotion，anditwassofuhatweallwaolaughandcry.Ah，howwellIrememberit，thatlastlesson!
Allatohechurch-clockstrucktwelve.ThehesamemomesofthePrussiaurningfromdrill，soundedunderourwindows.M.Hamelstoodup，verypale，inhiseversawhimlooksotall.
"Myfriends，"saidhe，"I-I-"Butsomething.Heotgoon.
&urheblackboard，tookapieceofd，bearingonwithallhismight，hewreashecould:
"ViveLaFra;
&oppedandleanedhisheadagainstthewall，and，withoutaword，hemadeagesturetouswithhishand:
"Sissed-youmaygo."
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