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poor Miss Martha, cowed at last, here rose still the little body in the prim grey in trepidation and fled from the house. pelisse, and with the sweet dark eyes.

She was too old for tears and lament- Afraid of ghosts! Poor little baby! But ing, but she walked home from Tobereevil she has treated me very honestly, and I will over miles of ground that had grown in- tell her what I am really afraid of.” So finitely bleaker since the morning. The Paul wrote: cold March air seemed to pinch her heart. “You who deserted me in my need,'

MY DEAR OLD FRIEND, I received your

Aunt Martha's letter, and I approve so quoth she, tearfully. Why; was I not patient ? was I not patient p'' But Miss heartily of the sentiments of the person Martha would have been ashamed to let who held the pen that I do not intend visither doubts and regrets be known. None ing Monasterlea, nor approaching one inch were in her confidence but the trees, and I am not quite sure as to whether I could

nearer to my respectable uncle at Tobereevil. the primrose drifts, and the chilly blue peaks of the hills. She complained of play

, the part of beggar or not, having never nothing when she reached home but for myself and the old gentleman that some

tried, but of this I am sure, that it is best slight touch of rheumatism from that piti- hundreds of leagues of the sea should come less east wind !

between us. Upon nearer acquaintance I In the evening she was still a little ill from her rheumatism, so it was May who might do him some harm. Is there not a wrote the letter which Martha had meant

prophecy included in that time-honoured to write. And young. Paul Finiston re- able to forget that I am a kinsman of the

curse of our family? I might never be ceived the following epistle in his garret:

miser, and might be tempted to do mischief MY DEAR Paul,-It is Aunt Martha who for the sake of succeeding generations. If is really writing this letter, only I am by you do not understand this, ask your Aunt accident holding her pen.

Aunt Martha Martha, and she will explain it to you. wishes to tell you that she has been to Tell her, with my heartfelt thanks, that I your uncle, Mr. Finiston, and that she is am sorry she undertook a painful office for afraid he will never do anything to help my sake, that I would fain be in the nice you, unless you come here to see him, when, little bedroom off the cloisters, but I shall perhaps, he might get fond of you. I am find myself sooner in the rigging of a South very glad that you have nothing to do with American vessel. There is a captain from him, foi he is a dreadful old man, and Liverpool now lying in the docks who will wonld not give a crumb to save any one give me my passage for my services. I have from starving. Aunt Martha begs that you here no prospect that I can see, except that will come here and stay. She will give you, of being a clerk or a porter, and I prefer a nice little room off the cloisters beside the bodily labour in a new country. chapel, and Aunt Martha says yon are a And now, my dear little old friend, goodgreat deal too sensible to be afraid of ghosts. bye. Tell your Aant Martha that I accept She has made some new marmalade, and your loan, and will sew it in my coat against the garden is full of crocuses. I would like time of sickness. Tell her not to count it you very much to come, but I think it a bad debt. I commit


grave would be happier for you to earn your own to ber memory

If money, and never mind that dreadful old in your minds I shall not feel it quite deman. Aunt Martha sends you a little note, serted. which she says is a loan from me, and may

PAUL FINISTON. be useful on your journey down here. I am, dear Paul,

Paul little thought of the storm which In Aunt Martha's name,

this letter was to create at Monasterlea. Your very old friend,

Miss Martha turned pale when she read it, MAY MOURNE.

and, for the first time in her life, spoke

angrily to her niece. “How odd that the little one should be “May ! May !" she cried, " what was in wiser than the old woman !” said Paul. that letter? I intrusted the writing of it This is the way in which people think to you, and yon have driven the poor boy those the wisest who agree with themselves. across the sea !” “I should like to see her again, but I have "I did not mean it,” said May, weeping. no time to stay dallying with children." “I only said that I would rather he earned

Paul was a man of twenty-one now, money for himself.” looking old for his age, and feeling himself “ I told you to write a welcome, and you thirty-six at least. Of course May was have warned him away,” said Miss Martha.

and yours.

you keep it

Oh, why did I not write myself? The “ So I supposed,” retorted Maximilian, boy will be drowned, and we shall have "and therefore I meant to pass over Peter done it between us. Oh, you cruel, strange altogether. Still his story belongs to the girl. Oh, Elizabeth !

poor Elizabeth !" same series as those which I am about to “ Aunt Martha !” said May, springing up recount, all being connected with the popualert. “ Cannot we go to Dublin and stop lar belief that the great Emperor Frederick him?”

Barbarossa, who, according to history, “Quick, then !" said Miss Martha. And perished in a crusade in Asia towards the in another hour they were upon the road. end of the twelfth century, is still living in

Arrived in Dublin, they traced Paul from the Kiffhäuser with a number of knightly his old dwelling to a humbler lodging. attendants." Here they were informed that the young

“And I have heard,” said Laurence, man-a gentleman indeed he was—had " that among his retinue is a certain Queen left the night before, and gone on board a Holle, who acts as his housekeeper, though ship lying at the quay. They hurried she played no part in his actual history. She down to the quay, disappointed and hope was the daughter of a king, they say, and less, to gaze among the vessels and ask was cruelly murdered. Her spirit finding no questions. It was early in the morning, rest in the grave, wandered about without and they had been driving over the roads fixed habitation, till at last she heard that all day yesterday, and all last night. The the Emperor Frederick had secured for sun was shining gaily on the bridge as they himself a snug retreat in the Kiffhäuser. halt crossed it, and stood leaning over the Having learned that he was a just and kindly side. A vessel was moving slowly at some man, she proceeded to the mountain, and distance, clumsily disengaging itselt from was only too glad to accept the office of the craft around. A faint cheer reached waiting upon the emperor and his numerous their ears, making them look to this quar

retainers." ter; and May saw Paul on the deck of the “I wonder where she heard of Frederick's moving ship

kindness!" ejaculated Edgar. “The Em. * Where, where ?” said Miss Martha. peror Barbarossa is a well-known historical

"Oh, Aunt Martha, there! That tall character, and this singular Queen Holle, young man with his hat off!"

if she ever lived at all, must have died They left the bridge and hurried along long before his time.”

They came almost alongside of "Nay,"observed Maximilian, “I strongly the ship, but it was too far away for any suspect that she is neither a princess nor a thing but signs to pass between Paul and ghost, but that she is the Holle of Pagan his friends. He had recognised Miss Martha Germany, who has crept into a Christian at once, but not so easily the maiden by legend. However, to show how well her her side. Her hat had fallen back on her memory has been preserved, I will relate a shoulders, her face was flushed with legend that is not so old as the present anxiety and grief, her hands were in. century. During one of the campaigns of voluntarily extended towards the ship. the Emperor Napoleon in Germany, it Paul folded his arms, and gazed sadly at appears a French marshal coming to Nordher figure till the ship carried him away, hausen, cast his eyes upon the ruins of the and crowds .of tall masts rose up and hid ancient castle on the Kiffhäuser, and hearing her from his sight. He took her image that they were haunted, determined that thus away with him ; the loveliest young they should afford bim a night's lodging. maiden, he thought, his eyes had ever seen. All attempts to dissuade him from his

purpose were futile; he slept in the ruined

castle, and at midnight received a visit LEGENDS OF THE KIFTHÄUSER.

from Queen Holle, who had been sent by

the Emperor Frederick for the purpose of “I have a nice little batch of legends from bidding him warn Napoleon against the the Kiffhäuser,” began Maximilian, “which projected invasion of Russia. She added, I need not tell you is the name of a moun- that if Napoleon valued his own reputation, tain not many leagues distant from Erfurt.” he would evacuate Germany without delay,

Come, come,” interrupted Edgar, "you since the Emperor Frederick did not like are not going to tell us the old story of to see his German people subjected to Peter Klaus, the goatherd, upon which Frenchmen. The marshal, it is said, Washington Irving founded his Rip van truthfully conveyed the message to the Winkle? Please, don't tell us that. We French Emperor, and made such an imhave it at our fingers' ends already." pression upon all his generals, that with

the quay

one voice they implored him to desist from be supposed, soon ran short, and the happy the Russian expedition.”

parent ordered his eldest daughter, a comely “And, as we all know, they implored to girl in her teens, to fetch some more from little purpose,” added Edgar. "It is a the cellar. Knowing the condition of the strange thing that the advice of a ghost is cellar, the damsel, somewhat embarrassed hardly ever followed. But surely I have by the order, asked her father what parheard somewhere that the long-lived ticular cellar he had in view. The cellar emperor in the Kiffhäuser is not Frederick of the old knights in the Kiffhäuser, he Barbarossa, but one of the Othos, whose replied, meaning nothing more than a joke. spirit, in consequence of some difficulties The innocent girl, however, thought that with the church, was doomed to float about he was in earnest, and acco

ccordingly, with a for some years after his death, like that of small pail in her hand, she ascended the Queen Holle, till at last it found a refuge in mountain till she reached a large cavern, the Kiffhäuser.”

which she had never seen before, and at the “Good,” remarked Maximilian; “your entrance of which she saw a comely-looking story is just in accordance with some of dame, with a bundle of keys at her side. the local traditions. And, strange to say, Though somewhat startled, she stated the the two accounts of the imperial occupants cause of her expedition, and the hospitable of the Kiffhäuser are made to harmonise dame promised that, if she would follow her, with each other. There is a legend to the she should receive, free of charge, a supply effect, that after residing in the mountain of far better wine than her father had ever for several centuries, the Emperor Otho tasted. As they proceeded together through quitted that abode, which was immediately a subterranean passage, the strange lady afterwards occupied by Frederick Barba- made anxious inquiries as to how things rossa, who lives there still

. Some say that were going on at Tilleda. It appeared that Otho, on leaving the Kiffhäuser, betook she had once lived in the very

honse now himself to his grave, and there rested in tenanted by the girl's father, and had been peace. Others assert that he merely carried off by the knights, who not long shifted his quarters to the castle of Qued before had borne away from Kelbra, a small linburg, and that he now resides in the town in the neighbourhood, four beautiful cellars of that venerable edifice. His maidens, who might still sometimes be seen vitality seems to be of a very equivocal kind, riding about on magnificently accoutred for a maid-servant, who is reported to have horses. As her age advanced she had been seen him, represented that he was made of appointed superintendent of the cellars.”' gold, and unable to stir. This notion of This little episode," observed Laurence, gold is expanded into a prophecy, according " I find extremely interesting. The superto which Quedlinburg Castle will one day intendent of the cellars obviously correbe burned down, and be rebuilt with the sponds to Queen Holle, so that we evigold into which the emperor's body has dently have the same person represented been transmuted."

with natural and supernatural attributes." "There is no doubt," said Edgar, " that "After a while they reached a door, these exceptional legends point to the first which, opened by the Indy with the keys, Otho, whose parents, Henry the Fowler disclosed a spacious cellar, on each side of and Matilda, were buried at Quedlinburg. which lay vast barrels. From one of these The second and third of the name both the girl's pail was filled, and she was told perished in Italy."

by her guide that, whenever any particular "I perfectly agree with you,” returned festival was held at her father's housė, she Maximilian. The


Othos were might come for more. She was warned, scarcely figures to be prominent in a whole however, not to inform any one besides her cycle of German legends, and, if I remember father whence the beverage was obtained, right, Otho the Great had a reddish beard, and more especially enjoined never to sell like that from which Frederick derived his a drop of it." A free gift should be freely name Barbarossa."

dispensed, and whoever slighted this sacred “I presume you have more legends re- maxim would surely find cause for repentlating to the Kiffhäuser. Let us have ance. The wine was carried home, and one," said Laurence to Maximilian.

proved excellent, and a few days afterwards Very good,” said Maximilian to Lau- another feast was given, at which another

Once upon a time a poor man of sample of the delicious liquor made its apTilleda, a village at the foot of the mountain, pearance. The poor man of Tilleda was for a entertained, according to custom, the spon- time very popular, but soon his neighbours sors for his eighth child. The wine, it may began to shake their heads and whisper."

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“Ah,” exclaimed Edgar, “when a man beauty, which he stuck in his hat. He is equally famed for the emptiness of his also entered a cavern, where he found pockets and the excellence of his wine, he lying about a number of small glittering can hardly hope to escape remark.” stones, which he put into his pocket. Just

“Of all the inquisitive neighbours,” as he was about to return into the open air, continued Maximilian, “the most inquisi- a human voice warned him not to leave the tive was an innkeeper, who was in the best behind, and immediately he ran outhabit of adulterating his liquors, and who side the cavern, and the door was closed had no sooner tasted the marvellous wine behind him. The flower, which he had than he was convinced that it might be stuck in his hat as a gift for his sweetdiluted to any extent, and still command a heart, was gone, and what made the loss high price. He therefore took occasion to the more mortifying, a dwarf who sudwatch the girl during one of her ascents of denly stood before him told him that it the Kiffhäuser, and, having watched her was more valuable than all the treasures proceedings, and ascertained the situation of the mountain. When he reached home, of the door, set out for the cellar one the stones with which he had filled his evening on his own account, trundling pockets proved to be ingots of gold, and before him, on a wheelbarrow, the largest he married in comfortable circumstances. barrel he could find. When he approached But the 'Wunder - Blume' (wonderful the entrance he was overwhelmed by a flower), as they call it, was lost for ever, sudden darkness, and a violent hurricane though the mountaineers search for it to hurled him and his barrel from crag to this day.” crag, till at last he found himself in a “One might almost fancy that two vault. While thus uncomfortably lodged stories are here combined into one,' he saw passing before him a coffin, covered marked Laurence, "and that the wondrous with a pall, which was followed by his wife flower is altogether independent of the and some of his neighbours. He swooned, treasures of Frederick Barbarossa. It is and when he recovered he was still in the found, indeed, only to be lost, and this vault, where he heard the clock of the village answers no purpose whatever.” church striking midnight directly over his “I am not so sure of that,” returned head. He was evidently in the burial- Edgar. “In my opinion, the temporary place of Tilleda."

possession of the flower enabled the shep“A singular operation on the part of the herd to find the golden ingots, and therehurricane," remarked Edgar.

fore he was, to a limited extent, benefited “From his unpleasant predicament he by its virtues. was relieved by a monk,” proceeded Maxi. “And your opinion is doubtless cormilian, “who, leading him to a flight of rect,” observed Maximilian, “for according steps, pressed some money into his hand to another legend of the Kiffhäuser, a without uttering a word, and, having con- peasant accidentally trod so hard upon & ducted him through an open door, laid flower of the kind, that it was broken off him at the foot of the mountain. Shiver- the stalk, and remained attached to his ing with cold, he reached home by one shoe-buckle. This endowed him with the o'clock, and immediately took to his bed, power of seeing spirits, and soon the mounwhere, within three days, he died. The tain opened, and the emperor and his money given to him by the monk exactly retinue came out to play at skittles, the covered the expenses of his funeral.” potentate in this case being not Frederick

"Clearly another story of the Ali Baba but Otho. It is recorded that they played kind,” said Laurence," turning on the the game in a singular style, not bowling notion of a good and a bad treasure seeker. straight at the pins, but flinging them up The law, however, that supernatural gifts in the air, so that they hit the mark on their may not be sold is altogether new.” descent. At midnight they vanished, and

"And observe," said Maximilian, " that the mountain closed behind them. A skittle, an infringement of this law leads to nothing which the shepherd contrived to take home, less than the death of the criminal. All proved to be of pure gold.” the legends of the Kiffhäuser bear some “This tale does not point to such a good reference to a hidden treasure, though moral as that about the girl and the wine," they differ from each other in detail. The objected Edgar. story is told, for instance, of a shepherd, "Certainly not," said Maximilian. "Here who, being too poor to marry his sweet- is one of an entirely opposite tendency. A heart, was strolling miserably on the shepherd, while whistling a tune near the mountain, till he found a flower of singular | ruined castle, was asked by a dwarf if he

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would like to see the Emperor Frederick. "After all," inquired Edgar, “which He readily answered in the affirmative, and emperor do you regard as the legitimate was conducted into a grotto, the sides of occupant of the Kiffhäuser-Frederick or which glistened with golden stars, while Otho, or both ?” the emperor, magnificently attired, sat at a “Unquestionably neither," responded stone table in the centre, with a light burn- Maximilian. “Though historical names ing before him. The shepherd made a low occur in the legends, these have no rebow, constantly glancing at the treasures ference to anything that occurred during of the grotto, till

, after a pause, the em- the eventful lives of the two emperors who peror asked him if ravens still flew about bore them. There is no reason that either the mountain. On the man answering that Otho or Frederick should be the owner of they did, the emperor lifted up his hands a hidden treasure. The original occupant and exclaimed, in a melancholy voice, of the mansion was no doubt some sort of * Then I must sleep here for many years gnome belonging to pre-historical tradition. more!'Thereupon the shepherd retired The earlier Saxon emperors, of whom with the dwarf, and to his annoyance did Otho is the greatest, was associated with not receive so much as a keepsake.” Quedlinburg, and the famous Diet of 1181,

“That I suppose was because he was the at which Henry the Lion was pardoned, by bringer of bad tidings,” suggested Edgar. his forgiving lord, connected the name of

“ I cannot say," rejoined Maximilian. Frederick with Erfurt. These two em“ Possibly the furtive glances at the trea- perors became especially marked men in sures of the grotto had something to do the immediate vicinity of the Kiffhäuser, with it; for, as we have seen, the greed of and the anonymous gnome in course of time gain is not esteemed at the Kiffhäuser. So received two baptismal appellations to great, however, is the emperor's love of which he was in nowise entitled.” music, that on one occasion he was liberal to a band of itinerant musicians, who played at midnight on the mountain in

THE TWO THREADS. the hope of being handsomely rewarded. A BABE, who crept from the downy nest While they were in the middle of the Fond hands had loved to deck, second tune the emperor's daughter came

Glowing and sweet from its rosy rest,

To cling, caressing and caressed, up to them trippingly, and by mute gestures To its gentle mother's neck; requested them to follow her.”

Another, who shrank in its squalid lair,

In the noisy crowded court, The emperor's daughter !" cried Lan.

Dreading to waken to eurse and blow, rence. “Queen Holle in another shape !" The woman, whose life of sin and woe,

“ The mountain opened,” continued Won from sleep a respite short. Maximilian, "and they found themselves in

From the darkness and the light,

Weave the black thread, weave the white. a cavern, where a sumptuous banquet was spread before them. Of this they partook

A girl, in her graceful guarded home,

Mid sunshine, and birds, and flowers, freely, and were somewhat disappointed Whose fair face brightened as she heard that no one offered them any of the sur

Her gallant lover's wooing word,

In the fragrant gloaming hours. rounding treasures. They cheered them

Another, tossed out, a nameless waif, selves, however, with the hope that they On the awful sea of life, would receive something handsome on

Mid poverty, ignorance, and wrong; parting, and, indeed, when they took their

Young pulses beating full and strong

For the fierce unaided strife. leave at dawn, the emperor's daughter, in From the darkness and the light, obedience to her father's wish, presented

Weave the black thread, weave the white. each of them with a small green bush. A wife, beside her household hearth, This they accepted with due reverence,

In her happy matron pride, but no sooner were they in the open air

Raising her infant in her arms,

Showing its thousand baby charms than they all laughed aloud at the stingi. To the father at her side. ness of their imperial host, and, with the Another, who stood on the river's banks,

Hearing her weakling's cries: exception of one, flung away the seemingly

Thinking, "a plunge would end for both; worthless gifts. The one who had been Cruelty, hunger, and broken troth, less precipitate found, when he reached Harsh earth, and iron skies."

From the darkness and the light, home, that every leaf of his bush had been

Weave the black thread, weave the white. changed into a broad piece of gold. He

Her children's children at her knee, communicated his good fortune to his com- With friends and kindred round, rades, who immediately began to search An aged woman with silver hair,

Passing from life, mid the love and prayer, for the slighted treasure ; but their search

That her gracious evening crowned. was in vain.”

Another, crouched by the stinted warmth

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