The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1861-01-02
Slnistella,l1.
a. German Legend


A correspondent of the Cincinnati
Times, writing from Baden Baden, re-
lates the following very pretty and sad
story.
At the time when 'All Saints'-for
such is the name of convent-was
yet inhabited by good pious monks,
there was school connected with the
establishment. Among other pupils,
there was youth of eighteen sum-
inerS, who, in consideration of his
years enjoyed more liberty than his
mates. He was a bold, handsome
youth, with curling light hair cluster
ing around bright face, and a good
strong heart in his bosom. Being the
son of wealthy parents. who, withal,
occupied an important position in the
city of Strasburg, he was rather self
willed, and inclined to give way to his
passions His name was Hardy.
Not far from the convent gypsy
hord had pitched their tent. The
good, sleek fathers were too. kind and
too comfortable to drive them away
Besides, the gypsy lasses with their
dark eyes were fair to see. SO the
hord remained in peace in the dark
wood where they had settled, Hardy
went often to the gypsy encampfnent--
now to have his fortune told, now to
sport with the half naked boys, but
chiefly to visit the tent of an old VIC
man, whose niece he loved as only the
young and good can love- The young
gypsy was not less enamored of him. -
Indeed, it was happy time for both
Elmy and Hardy. The sweet world
seemed to TEEN with flowers, and the
glad heaven to blossoms with angels.
Who has not felt the ephemeral joys
of the passions
Once when Hardy returned from
Strasburg, where he had spent the va
cation with his parents, he brought a
golden bracelet for his gypsy love-
She accepted it joyfully, as a sign of
his tender love for her, and delighted
thenceforward in sitting on the banks
of q clear brook and letting the brace
let reflect itself in the smooth water.
1t was on such a day that her old
aunt turned to her with prophetic
mien, and said
This bracelet represents thy fu-
ture luck, child; if you lose this, you
must never hope for another happy
hour.n t
Elmy, whose happiness consisted
solely in Hardy's love, guarded the
bracelet closely. But time effaced the
first impressions of the prophecy, and
soon she again adorned herself as be-
fore.
One day she played thoughtlessly
with the bracelet lifting it, aad again
allowing it to roll in her lap. Sud
denly she hears rushing sound,
black wings strike her, and when she
looks up, a raven flies off with her
bracelet in his beak. She watches
him, and sees him bear her jewel to
to his nest in the assures Of d high,
steep rock. Weeping, she hastens
away to meet Hardy, Is whom she re-
lates the cause of her distress. He
endeayors to console her in vain. His
fiattering caresses, together with the
promise Of a new bracelet does not les
sen her grief. She longs for the lost
bracelet, and that alone can cure her
sorrow. Moved by her distress, al
most amounting to dispair, he prom
ised to regain the lost toy, and left
her. nH q ~ Il 80. ~
d He returned to the convent, and
then, accompanied by two friends, he
climbed the rock in The fissure Of which
the ravens nest was, intending to LET
himself down to the levelof the nest. =
Elmy had not asked him by what
mems he Intended to regain The brace
LET. Suddenly she hears anoise above
and looking up, she perceives Hardy
hanging by q rope midway between
heaven and earth. She endeayored
TO call to him to abstain, but her voice
refused, her limbs trembled with ter.
ror. already he was upon : leve
with the already he extended
his hand for the ring when the rope
broke, and the unfortunate youth wa
dashed with indescrible quickness in