New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1854-11-07
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Graf Berthoh Won Ebersten went hunting one
asy in the year Of our Lord has. In eager pur-
suit Of deer he became separated from bis retl-
sue and after wandering about till nghtfalI IN
vain search for some known path, he said hs
prayers for he was little scared, and lay down
10 slsep under beech tree He bad hardly De-
gun 10 doze when suddenly the sound OF bell
struck upon kis ear. This raised his courage, sVd
he followed the sound until IL brought him 70 he
Aieh cliffs which overhsng the road yonder. Look
No xiously abe ut him, the Graf saw m tae val
les below a church. Strains Of sacred mrsic from
fke choir fell with soothing influence upon his ear.
Yr;endly rays Of light streaming from painted win
dews showed him a narrow path through the
rocks, and soon he entered the church. 1t was
bright with countless tapers, ard its walls and pill
lars were deeked with fresh evergreens, so that
the holy temple seemed almost like the Illuminated
ssles Of noble forest. A priest in a rich robe
was performing his sacred Office at the high altar
clouds OF incense rolled up toward the lofty vault,
and deyout band Of monks accompanied the holy
ssryiees with solemn chanting. Filled with reli-
xious emotion, Count Bertbold sank upon his
knees in fervent prayer. When the mass was
ended aud the priest turning from the altar raised
his hands 10 shed blessings on the assembly, he
seemed TO hear these words: "Go IN peace, and
"forgetDot the Lord" When he looked up, all had
vanished-the priest, the worshppers, the church
and be found himself alone, on the bank OF
noisy forest brook and saw the eastern sky bright
ening with the first CLEANS of breaking day. His
horse stood quietly by the tree where he had
bound him the night before. As he rode home
and for days afterward, the vision of that night
occupied his mind. Its Interpretation was easy
go Count BerthOld built aud richly endowed
with the peOpe's muscles and other peoples
roods-a stately monastery In the lovely valley Of
the Alb which took the name Of Herrenalb.
A great many years after the worms had eaten
Count Bertbold, Graf Eberhard Won Eberstein
r
Herrenalb, received the commission to destroy the
castle Of Kantz won Hohenwsrt, who was put under
ban by the Kaiser and take that outlaw, alive or
dead After q siege of four months, he razed the
castle TO the ground and confined the sole survivor
of its defenders the heir Gifts sometime lord John
Of Hohenwart, boy Of fourteen years, in the cols
ters of Herren@b. Here the boy was to be edu.
Gated and forced TO become monk when he arrived
atman's estate. Escape was impossible, for he was
narrowly watched. But he remembered the fate
of his father; he dwet upon the consequent loss
of his freedom and his inheritance. Under SUD-
missiye, docie exterior be cherished but one pas
sion-batrea-of the Count Eberhard; the sole aim
of his life was the means Of satisfying 1t. With
his brethren however, whose weaknesses he
studied and managed, az well as with the rest of
Che world, he passed for the model of monk, and
at the early age Of twenty five was chosen to I'LL
the place Of a deceased abbot.
Once, when the Count took his noon meal in
the refectory. which often enough happened, as
bis affairs brought him into the neghbOrhood, the
conversation CHANGED to turn upon his family, and
be was led to speak with visible pride and pleas.
urc Of the beauty aud grace and goodness OF MS
only daughter. Hitherto the abbot had not been
able to fix on any plan of satisfying his hatred Of
the unsuspec.ing Count This eulogy suggesteda
terrible yengeance-tbe death Of the father
through the ruin of the daughter
How not long after this the young Countess
Agnes was seized by disguised men while she was
walking on the banks Of the Murg; how she was
brought at night unobserved into the monastery;
how, after she had been terrified by the love suit
Of q low wretch, Ian instrument of the abbo)
who represented himself as the Superior OF the
Abbey, a handsome young knight found his way
to her place Of confinement, and comiOrted her
with plan OF escape; how various obstacles re-
tarded the execution of the plan, which had fire.
quently to be talked over; and how finally she fell
in love with the knight; to tell all that, would be
too long a story.
Meanwhile there was mourning at Eberstein.
The servants who were sent out in all directions
returned with no tidngs of their loved mistress.
The Count himself traversed the country on all
sides with NJ i'll success. One day he had rested
at the foot Of the Dobel, to let his horse Craze,
and was thinking where next he should continue
his search, when goat-herd came aleng the way.
The goat herd who could not answer his inquiries
more satisfactorily than others had DONE started
when he heard the wretched father sigh mOurnful
y: ALAS my poor Agnes" =" II is strange" said
the boy THAT once before to-day, and that for the
6rst time in my life. i should have heard that
name" "And where'" asked the Count eagerly.
"In the monastery yonder. replied the boy car
ried some brook crosses 10 the cook this morning
who gave me breakfast for them, and it was
while i sat eating In the great room next the
Kitchen, that l heard some one pronounce
this name. II sounded close bye, as if il came
From fha mic IN he uall
Eberstein could not conceive that his daughter
should be in the monastery where he believed he
had none but friends his feverish anxiety for her
recovery determined him to follow up this faint
trace.
He knocked at the door next morning. dressed
as q pilgrim, and humbly begged for food. He
was shown into the room, which he recognized az
the one spoken of by the goat-herd. While he was
examining the picture with the greatest attention,
he heard light sound of voices one he felt sure
was that Of his daughter; the other seemed also
familiar but he could not tell to whom 1t belonged.
As he listened, he heard them speak Of an escape
that midnight aud heard the proposed route oftheir
night described. He now carefully bored hole
IN the frame Of the picture with dagger that he
bad concealed under his dress. But il is impossi-
BILE to describe his surprise when he saw in the adj
joining room his daughter in the arms of knight
who was just imprntng kiss on her lips. Be-
lore he was recovered from his rage and astonsh-
ment, the young man had left the chamber.
The lovers were to pass by those same cliffs,
called the Falkenstein, down which Graf Berthold
olambered in the early part Of this letter and
the twelfth century. In their shadow that
night, Graf Eberhard with his men, Law in
wait for them. Hardly had the Abbey clock
struck, when the noise Of horses hoofs was
heard, and two riders were seen Fastening
down the road. Graf Eberhard with his men
threw himself in their way and babe them halt, in