To the Same, from Fouqué
by Adelbert von Chamisso · from Peter Schlemihl
Adapted Version
Once upon a time, there was a writer. He had a very special story. It was his favorite story. The Writer had a special story. It was called The Little Story. He loved it very much. He talked to His Friend. He worried about his story. He wanted kind people to read it.
This was a hard job. Many people might read it. He felt sad about this. He felt a bit lost. How could he keep his story safe? It was a very big task. His head felt dizzy. He did not know what to do.
He felt scared at first. But he made a brave choice. He would print the story. Many copies would be made. More people could read his story. This was the only way forward. He felt it was the best. He would share his special story. He knew it was the right thing.
He had a good reason. He thought of his country. Many kind people lived there. They would read his story. They would like it very much. They would understand its feelings. They would smile a gentle smile. His story would make them happy. They would know its true heart. They would feel its gentle magic. This made him feel hopeful.
He thought of His Friend. His Friend was sad. His Friend had a sad time. The story could help him. It could make him feel better. His Friend might smile a little. The story held a kind balm. It could heal his hurt heart. He knew his friend needed it.
The Writer believed in magic. It was a special, kind magic. This magic helped every book. It helped books find good readers. It was like a secret friend. This friend knew all the books. It knew all the people. It opened doors for good hearts. It closed doors for bad eyes. The magic was very clever. It always knew the right way.
So, the Writer gave his story. He gave it to the magic. He gave it to the good world. He knew it would be safe. His story would find its way. It would go to good hearts. He felt happy then. He felt peaceful. He trusted the kind magic. He knew his story was loved. He knew it was cared for.
And so, the writer felt happy. He knew his special story would find its way to many kind hearts. It was a happy ending for his story.
Original Story
To the Same, from Fouqué
We must, dear Edward, protect the history of poor Schlemihl—and so protect it that it may be concealed from the eyes that are not to look into it. This is a disagreeable business; for of such eyes there is a multitude, and what mortal can decide what shall be the fate of a MS. which is more hard to guard than even an uttered word. In truth, I feel as if my head were turning round, and in my anguish jump into the abyss—let the whole affair be printed!
But, Edward! there are really stronger and better grounds for this decision. Unless I am wholly deceived, there beat in our beloved Germany many hearts which are able and worthy to understand poor Schlemihl, and a tranquil smile will light upon the countenance of many an honest countryman of ours at the bitter sport in which life with him—and the simple sport in which he with himself is engaged. And you, Edward, you, looking into this so sincerely-grounded book, and thinking how many unknown hearts this may learn with us to love it—you will let a drop of balsam fall into the deep wound, which death hath inflicted upon you and all that love you.
And to conclude: there is—I know there is, from manifold experience—a genius that takes charge of every printed book and delivers it into the appropriate hands, and if not always, yet very often keeps at home the undeserving: that genius holds the key to every true production of heart and soul, and opens and closes it with never-failing dexterity.
To this genius, my much beloved Schlemihl! I confide thy smiles and thy tears, and thus to God commend them.
FOUQUÉ.
Neunhausen, May 31, 1814.
Story DNA
Plot Summary
Fouqué writes to Edward, expressing his dilemma about publishing the story of 'poor Schlemihl', fearing it will be misunderstood. Despite his initial anguish, he decides to print it, believing that many German hearts will appreciate the tale and that it might even bring solace to Edward. He ultimately places his trust in a guiding 'genius' that ensures printed books find their appropriate readers, thereby resolving his anxieties and commending the story to God.
Themes
Emotional Arc
anguish to hope
Writing Style
Narrative Elements
Cultural Context
This text is a preface or dedication to Adelbert von Chamisso's famous novella 'Peter Schlemihl's Miraculous Story' (1814), written by his friend Friedrich de la Motte Fouqué. It reflects the anxieties and hopes of authors in the early 19th century regarding the publication and reception of their works.
Plot Beats (7)
- Fouqué expresses concern to Edward about protecting the story of 'poor Schlemihl' from inappropriate readers.
- He laments the difficulty of guarding a manuscript and feels overwhelmed by the task.
- Despite his initial fears, he decides to print the story, feeling it's the only way forward.
- He justifies this decision by believing many German readers will genuinely understand and appreciate Schlemihl's tale.
- Fouqué suggests that Edward, too, will find solace in the book, especially in light of a recent loss.
- He concludes by expressing a profound belief in a 'genius' that ensures printed books find their rightful readers.
- Fouqué entrusts Schlemihl's story to this guiding genius and to God.
Characters
Edward ◆ supporting
A man of perhaps middle age, likely of a build common to German gentry or scholars of the early 19th century. His features would suggest a thoughtful and perhaps melancholic disposition, given the recent loss mentioned.
Attire: Would wear clothing appropriate for a German gentleman of 1814, perhaps a dark wool frock coat, a high-collared white linen shirt, a cravat, and tailored trousers. The colors would likely be subdued, reflecting his state of mourning.
Wants: To find solace and understanding, and to honor the memory of the deceased (implied to be a shared loss with Fouqué).
Flaw: Vulnerability to grief and sorrow.
Not explicitly shown in this short text, but the letter is intended to offer him comfort and a new perspective.
Thoughtful, empathetic, likely intellectual, and currently experiencing grief. He is trusted by Fouqué.
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A thoughtful adult European man, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. He has a fair complexion, a neatly trimmed dark brown beard and sideburns, and deep-set brown eyes that convey a sense of quiet reflection. He wears a dark grey wool frock coat, a crisp white linen shirt with a high collar, and a black silk cravat tied neatly. His posture is upright but slightly subdued, with his hands clasped gently in front of him. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Fouqué ★ protagonist
A German author from the early 19th century, likely of a scholarly or aristocratic background. His build would be typical for a man of his era and profession, not necessarily robust but perhaps refined.
Attire: Would wear the attire of a German author or nobleman of 1814, perhaps a well-tailored dark velvet or wool coat, a waistcoat, a white linen shirt, and a cravat. His clothing would be of good quality, reflecting his status.
Wants: To protect and disseminate his work ('poor Schlemihl') to the right audience, and to offer comfort and understanding to his friend Edward.
Flaw: Anxiety about how his work will be received and understood by the public.
In this short piece, he moves from anguish about protecting his manuscript to a firm decision to publish it, driven by a belief in its potential to comfort and connect with readers.
Passionate, earnest, protective of his work, empathetic, and somewhat dramatic ('in my anguish jump into the abyss'). He is a deep thinker and believes in the power of art.
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A passionate adult European man, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. He has a fair complexion, a high forehead, dark brown hair styled neatly but with a slight artistic disarray, and intense, dark eyes. He wears a dark green velvet frock coat over a cream silk waistcoat, a white linen shirt, and a loosely tied black cravat. He holds a quill pen in his right hand, poised over a stack of manuscript pages. His expression is earnest and deeply thoughtful, with a hint of dramatic conviction. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Schlemihl ◆ supporting
As a character from a fictional work, his physical description is not provided here, but he is referred to with sympathy and a sense of his unique predicament. He is 'poor Schlemihl'.
Attire: Not described, as he is a character within a story, not a physical person in this text.
Wants: Not applicable, as he is a character within a story, not a physical person in this text.
Flaw: Not applicable, as he is a character within a story, not a physical person in this text.
Not applicable, as he is a character within a story, not a physical person in this text.
Implied to be a character who experiences 'bitter sport' in life and 'simple sport' with himself, suggesting a figure who faces unique challenges or a peculiar fate, possibly with a philosophical or melancholic bent.
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Not applicable, as this character is a literary creation within the framing device, not a physical person in this text.
Locations
Neunhausen
A German village or estate, likely rural, where Fouqué is writing. The specific details are not provided in the text, but the name suggests a location in Germany.
Mood: Reflective, contemplative, with a sense of quiet solitude suitable for writing and deep thought.
The location where Fouqué is writing his letter to Edward, entrusting the story of Schlemihl to the public and a guiding 'genius'.
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A tranquil, sun-dappled German countryside scene in late spring. Rolling green hills recede into the distance under a clear, soft blue sky. In the foreground, a small, well-maintained garden with blooming wildflowers and a few fruit trees, possibly leading to a half-timbered Fachwerk house with a thatched roof partially visible. The air is fresh and still. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
