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appreciates the stuff. Now if you look at this . . ." He picked up a red book. "It's theConcordance to
the Lutheran Hymnal . It doesn't just have the words in both the original language and the English
translation, but also short biographies of the composers and lyricists."
Hortleder thumbed through. Biographies of composers now well known. And . . . those of boys now
young children. Giving, frequently, their birth places and the names of their parents. Boys whose careers
could be furthered, whose development could be enhanced by scholarships or appointments to cathedral
choirs . . . Through the patronage of the dukes of Saxe-Weimar . . . Who could thus continue to be of
great importance in the duchy that the up-timers had slid out from under them on his own watch, while
they were away.
"Could I borrow this?" he asked.
"Sure," Gary said. "I hardly ever use it. It's not the kind of thing the state library has any need for, either."
Amberg, Upper Palatinate, December, 1634
"Because it appeals to my sense of humor," Duke Ernst said to his secretary. "A Christmas present for
him."
"One for me, too, Your Grace," Johann Heinrich Boecler said. "Doing another full-time job has not been
fun. When?"
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"After the end of the school year, I'm afraid. In the spring."
"Better than never. What does Mrs. Simpson think of the decision?"
"She doesn't know him, but she doesn't object. Moreover, since I'm paying his salary, it is my decision."
Duke Ernst had a firm grasp on the reality of patronage. Namely that the person who controlled the
purse strings controlled the project, no matter how courteously.
"I will employ this Muselius and I will notify him by radio. Making sure that the full package of
paperwork is there in advance, of course."
Jena, December, 1634
Dean Gerhard and his wife invited Gary Lambert to Jena for Christmas. Gary accepted. It provided him
with a graceful excuse to avoid the issue of taking communion at St. Martin's in the fields. Pastor
Kastenmayer was, basically, of the Philippist persuasion.
It would also be nice that the Hortleders were permitting Anna Catharina to visit the Gerhards over the
holidays.
Very nice, really.
Grantville, December, 1634
"Why now?" Jonas asked wearily. The last thing that he needed on the late afternoon of Christmas Eve,
the day when he would need to direct the children's play in the evening, was a summons to the
Department of International Affairs to receive a radio message. "Can't someone just transcribe it and
send it out here?"
Maria Blandina's eighty, more or less, first and second graders were singing loudly. Not melodically, but
loudly.
Errol Mercer had introduced some new melodies for them. Jonas had written more theologically suitable
lyrics. "A host of heaven'ly angels" now stood in for "Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer." Combined with
the traditional "Vom Himmel hoch da komm' ich her" every child would get to sing a solo line.
That was important to the parents of the littlest ones.
For the older children, of course, the program was more ambitious. A pageant for the third and fourth
graders. They were setting that up in the courtyard. It was very convenient for a director that heavenly
angels appeared in hosts. It gave a person something to do with the children whose voices did not carry
well outdoors.
Then his own upper grades.
He was grateful that Ronella had offered to help with the program.
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He really was.
It was kind of her. Especially on top of her own heavy teaching obligations. He kept assuring himself that
she was doing this out of kindness.
If it only hadn't caused her to be right here in his classroom so much of the time after school for the past
two weeks. So visibly, physically, present.
Right here and right now, she was waving the telephone receiver at him. "You can come and talk to them
yourself. They want you there when the 'radio window' opens up."
He stood up. "I'll go."
"Catch the trolley both ways," she said. "It's faster. That's an idea. I'll get Daddy to add some money
into our special Christmas contribution to cover trolley fares for the Countess Kate staff when they need
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De minimis - o najmniejszych rzeczach.
Dobroć jest ważniejsza niż mądrość, a uznanie tej prawdy to pierwszy krok do mądrości. Theodore Isaac Rubin
Dobro to tylko to, co szlachetne, zło to tylko to, co haniebne.
Dla człowieka nie tylko świat otaczający jest zagadką; jest on nią sam dla siebie. I z obu tajemnic bardziej dręczącą wydaje się ta druga. Antoni Kępiński (1918-1972)
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