The Best Thing the Goloshes DidEarly on the following morning, while the clerk was still
in bed, his neighbor, a young divinity student, who lodged on the
same storey, knocked at his door, and then walked in. "Lend me your
goloshes," said he; "it is so wet in the garden, but the sun is
shining brightly. I should like to go out there and smoke my pipe."
He put on the goloshes, and was soon in the garden, which contained
only one plum-tree and one apple-tree; yet, in a town, even a small
garden like this is a great advantage.
The student wandered up and down the path; it was just six
o'clock, and he could hear the sound of the post-horn in the
street. "Oh, to travel, to travel!" cried he; "there is no greater
happiness in the world: it is the height of my ambition. This