After her a man came out of the coach, who is a painter; he is the great master of colors, and is named SEPTEMBER. The forest, on his arrival, had to change its colors when he wished it; and how beautiful are the colors he chooses! The woods glow with hues of red and gold and brown. This greatmaster painter could whistle like a blackbird. He was quick in his work, and soon entwined the tendrils of the hop plant around his beer jug. This was an ornament to the jug, and he has a great love for ornament. There he stood with his color pot in his hand, and that was the whole of his luggage. A land-owner followed, who in the month for sowing seed attended to the ploughing and was fond of field sports. Squire OCTOBER brought his dog and his gun with him, and had nuts in his game bag. "Crack, crack." He had a great deal of luggage, even an English plough. He spoke of farming, but what he said could scarcely be heard for the coughing and gasping of his neighbor. It was NOVEMBER, who coughed violently as he got out. He had a cold, which caused him to use his pocket-handkerchief continually; and yet he said he was obliged to accompany servant girls to their new places, and initiate them into their winter service. He said he thoughthis cold would never leave him when he went out woodcutting, for he was a master sawyer, and had to supply wood to the whole parish. He spent his evenings preparing wooden soles for skates, for he knew, he said, that in a few weeks these shoes would be wanted for the amusement of skating. At length the last passenger made her appearance,- old Mother DECEMBER, with her fire-stool. The dame wasvery old, but her eyes glistened like two stars. She carried on her arm a flower-pot, in which a little fir-tree was growing.
"This tree I shall guard and cherish," she said, "that it may grow large by Christmas Eve, and reach from the ground to the ceiling, to be covered and adorned with flaming candles, golden apples, and little figures. The fire-stool will be as warm as a stove, and I shall then bring a story book out of my pocket, and read aloud till all the children in the room are quite quiet. Then the little figures on the tree will become lively, and the little waxen angel at the top spread out hiswings of gold-leaf, and fly down from his green perch. He will kiss every one in the room, great and small; yes, even the poor children who stand in the passage, or out in the street singing a carol about the 'Star of Bethlehem.'"
"Well, now the coach may drive away," said the sentry; "we have the whole twelve. Let the horses be put up."
"First, let all the twelve come to me," said the captain on duty, "one after another. The passports I will keep here. Each of them isavailable for one month; when that has passed, I shall write the behavior of each on his passport. Mr. JANUARY, have the goodness to come here." And Mr. January stepped forward.
When a year has passed, I think I shall be able to tell you what the twelve passengers have brought to you, to me, and to all of us. Now I do not know, and probably even they don't know themselves, for we live in strange times.
搭邮车来的十二位乘客
严霜满地，明星满天的天气，万籁俱寂。“嘣!”瓦罐摔在大门上①的声音，“梆!”响声迎来了新年。这是大除夕，时钟正敲响十二下。
“哒得，哒得!”邮车来了。大邮车在城门外面停下来，车子带来了十二个人。再多也坐不下了，所有的位子都有人占了。
“好啊!好啊!”家家户户都在叫在喊，大伙儿都在庆祝新年的到来。此时斟满了酒的玻璃杯，正被举起为新年祝酒干杯：
“祝你在新年健康，幸福!”他们都这么说，“娶个小娇妻，赚上一大堆钱!万事吉祥如意!”
是的，人们就是这么希望的。杯子叮叮噹噹，而——邮车载着那些异邦来的客人，那十二位旅客停在城门那里。他们都是些什么人?他们带有护照和行李，是的，还有给你、给我、给城里每一位的赠礼。这些异邦人都是谁?他们要干什么，他们带来了什么?
“早安!”他们对看守城门的人说道。
“早安!”他说道，因为，你知道，时钟已经敲过了十二点。
“您的名字?您的职业?”守卫问头一个下车的那位。“看护照!”那位先生说道。“我就是我!”也真是位颇有点派头的人，穿的是熊裘大衣和高统雪橇靴。“我就是被人寄以许许多多希望的那个人。天亮以后，白天来看我，想要新年礼物的话!我会大把大把地撒铜板银币，散发礼物的。是的，我举行舞会，不多不少三十一个舞会，再多的夜晚我可没有了。我的船被冰冻住了，可是我的办公室里是满暖和的。我是批发商，名字叫一月。我身边只有帐单。”
接着下来了第二位。他是经营娱乐业的，他是一位经理，戏剧、化装舞会等等能找得到欢乐的活动他都经营。他的行李是一只大桶。
“那是忏悔节时敲的，敲出来的可大大不止是猫啊②，”他说道。“我要让大家，也让我自己高兴高兴。因为我是我们全家中寿命最短的，我只有二十八天!是的，可能会有人给我加上一天，不过那也一个样。妙啊!”
“您不能这么大声喊的，”守卫的人说道。