Chapter 30 Taste

September 1889 Lyons Frederick.Mr Dyson was on holiday in France, a country he often visits in the autumn as a lover of fine wine.He would pick a region first, and then roam the countryside for a week or two, visiting vineyards and picking up a few bottles of fine wine to ship back to Munich. Mr. Dyson was on good terms with several brewers, and made clocks for several of them.He visited such a wine merchant on this trip, not only to greet him, but also to try a few bottles of the latest wine.While enjoying a glass of burgundy, the wine merchant suggested to Frederick that he might like to come to town with a touring circus, camped just a few miles away.This is an unusual circus that is only open at night.

But the point was the clock, a finely carved black and white clock in the grille, which the wine merchant thought might particularly interest Mr. Dyson. Reminds me of your work.Take the glass and point it at the clock hanging on the wall above the bar, shaped like a bunch of dangling grapes, and tumble down into the bottle filled with fine wine, the wine label (an exact replica of the vineyard label) The pointer on it is ticking every minute and every second. Mr. Dyson was fascinated.After an early dinner, put on your hat and gloves, and start heading in the general direction indicated by your wine merchant friend.It was not difficult to find the destination, as several townspeople were walking in the same direction.Once out of town and into the fields, it's impossible to miss the circus.

It is radiating light.That is Frederick.Mr. Dyson watched from half a mile away, and before he knew the name of the circus, he had his first impression of the fantasy circus.He walked towards it on foot across the French countryside on this cold evening, like a moth to a flame. When Mr. Dyson finally reached the gate, there was already a great crowd outside.It was so crowded that even if no one had told him where the clock was, he would catch a glimpse of his clock right away.It overlooks the crowd from the opposite side of the ticket booth, just inside the large iron gate.It was about to strike seven and he stepped back and stood watching as the ticket line passed in front of him as the clown juggler conjured the seventh ball out of nowhere, the dragon's tail twitched slightly and the clock struck seven in silence sound.The circus was so noisy that the bells could hardly be heard.

Mr. Dyson was quite satisfied.The clock, though exposed to the elements in the open air, worked flawlessly, and was evidently tended to.He wondered if the clock needed a more durable paint, and hoped that someone had warned him that it was going to be used outdoors when he built it, but so far, there seemed to be no signs of wear and damage.He stared at it intently as he waited in line, wondering if he should contact Mr. Barris about it if he still had the London address in his files in Munich. When it was his turn to buy tickets, he handed the francs to the conductor according to the price on the notice. It was a young girl in a black dress and long white gloves. night instead of spending all night selling tickets for the circus.While she was busy pulling out tickets, he asked in French if she knew whom to contact about the clock, and when she didn't understand him he asked again in English.She didn't answer, but her eyes lit up when he revealed that he was the one who built the clock.In spite of his protests, she returned his francs with the voucher.After fumbling for a while in a small box, she handed him a business card.

After thanking her, Mr. Dyson stepped out of the queue and walked aside to examine the business card carefully.On a heavy, high-quality business card, silver text is embossed on a dark background. fantasy circus Owner Chandrash.Christopher.Lefevre London address printed on the back.Mr. Dyson, together with the ticket and the francs he had saved, put it in his coat pocket, and took his first steps into the circus. At first he just wandered around, checking the eerie fate of his Wunschtraum (dream) clock.Perhaps because he had spent months concentrating on making that clock, the circus felt familiar and comfortable.Black and white color design, the channel is composed of countless circles like a clockwork mechanism.Mr. Dyson was amazed at how well his clock and the circus worked together.

The first night he went into only a few tents, stopping to watch the fire eaters and sword dancers, and to taste good icewine in the tents marked adults only.He asked about the ice wine, and the bartender (who was the only person Frederick met in the circus who could answer, though his words were precious) told him that the wine came from Canada, and wrote down the place of origin for him. When Mr. Dyson left the circus simply because he was tired, he was completely ecstatic.He made two more visits before returning to Munich, paying his entrance fee both times. After returning home, he sent a letter of thanks to Mr. Lefevre for the other party to find a magical home for his clock and the experience the circus itself brought to people.He gushed about how wonderful the circus was, that he guessed there were no specific rules for the circus's schedule, but still sincerely hoped that the circus would come to Germany.

A few weeks later, he received a letter from Mr. Lefevre's assistant, expressing his gratitude to Mr. Dyson for the compliment, especially if it came from a talented artist.The letter praised the clock, and mentioned that in the event of any trouble Mr. Dyson must be contacted immediately. The letter made no mention of the present location of the circus, let alone whether it intended to come to Germany, much to the disappointment of Mr. Dyson. He often thought of the circus, usually when he was at work, and this gradually affected his work.Many of his new clocks are black and white, some are striped, and many are themed around circus scenes: tiny acrobats, miniature snow leopards, tiny tarot cards spread out every hour fortuneteller.

Still, he worries that paying homage to the circus with these timepieces is not enough to fully demonstrate the magic of the circus.