The+Shadow+I

It is in the hot lands that the sun burns, sure enough! there the people become quite a **mahogany brown**, ay, and in the HOTTEST lands they are burnt to **Negroes**. But now it was only to the HOT lands that a learned man had come from the cold; there he thought that he could run about just as when at home, but he soon found out his **mistake**.

He, and all sensible **folks**, were **obliged** to stay within doors—the window-**shutters** and doors were closed the **whole day**; it looked as if the whole house slept, or there was no one at home.

The **narrow street** with the high houses, was built so that the sunshine must fall there from morning till evening—it was really not to be borne.

The learned man from the cold lands—he was a young man, and **seemed** to be a clever man—sat in a **glowing** oven; it took effect on him, he became quite meagre—even his shadow **shrunk** in, for the sun had also an effect on it. It was first towards evening when the sun was down, that they began to freshen up again.

In the warm **lands** every window has a balcony, and the people came out on all the balconies in the street—for one must have air, even if one be **accustomed** to be mahogany!* It was lively both up and down the street. **Tailors**, and **shoemakers**, and all the folks, moved out into the street—chairs and tables were brought forth—and candles burnt—yes, above a thousand lights were burning—and the one talked and the other sung; and people walked and **church-bells** rang, and asses went along with a dingle-dingle-dong! for they too had bells on. The street boys were **screaming** and hooting, and shouting and shooting, with devils and **detonating balls**—and there came **corpse** bearers and hood wearers—for there were **funerals** with psalm and hymn—and then the din of carriages driving and company arriving: yes, it was, in truth, lively enough down in the street.