Story of the Foreign Fairy Chapter 89

"Everything in this world rises and falls, and falls and rises! I can't rise any higher now!" said Oler, the tower keeper. "Ups and downs, ups and downs, most of us have to try; ultimately, we all have to be tower keepers, looking at life and everything from above."

My friend Ole, the old tower guard, is a funny and chatty person who seems to be unable to hide anything but is very serious and hides many things deep in his heart. This is what he said on the tower. Yes, he comes from a very good family, and some people say that he is the son of a privy councilor, or maybe he studied until he graduated from high school and was an assistant teacher or assistant pastor, but that doesn't matter. 

What else can I do! At that time, he lived in the pastor's house, and everything was free; he wanted to polish his boots, but the pastor only gave him black paint mixed with grease. For this, there was a gap between them; one said The other was stingy, the other said the one was vain, the black paint became a black cause of hostility, and the two broke up. What he asked of the priest was exactly what he asked of the world: shoe polish; what he could get was always black paint mixed with grease; so he left the world and became a hermit. 

However, in a big city, the hermit who eats the fireworks can only be found on the church tower. He climbed up there, smoked his pipe, and walked around alone; he looked down and up. , keep thinking about it, and then use his own way to tell what he saw, what he didn't see, and what he read from the books and himself. I often lend him some books to read, and they are all good books. You will know what kind of people you associate with by what kind of books they read. He didn't like the English novels about governesses, he said, nor the French ones made of convection winds and rosette cannons. No, he wanted to read biographies, read about nature. Fantastic book. I visit him at least once a year, usually right after the New Year. At the time of seeing off the old and welcoming the new, there is always something of this or that in his mind.

I will relate here two visits to him, in his own words, if I can.