The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1875-04-11
sseTnIng Star and Catholic Messenger.


.T-amn soldier rhe said my h"'o -
C,a.nard Lefevre 1 love thee thousana '.A'
,,.tter than my life; but must not o"S'-o
that name.D Wi. .,a
H. nno,asped her bands, and Huii'n tore
them apart. , maker
swell said~ cried the old sabot-ma
..apd spoken rs q man should SPEAK
C.,berps buckled the knspsaek on hef soh
,,.,I. abe did so calmly, but her bro"s were
Emitted. and she tried hard to press her qoi'e''
an, Inns tightly together, while two great tears
roiIed down her wrinkled cheeks.
"co-oo-mychiId," she sobbed, land take
,,,r mothers blessing with You, and II IL
.beuld be the will of God that-that-
R.t the poor woman's stout heart could sus
tain her no longer she burst into an agony VI
weepipg. Gaspard seized his mnske'' anu
covering his eyes with lis hand, rnshea 'fon'
the house. ;.,
All this while the men from the sarre wild
,,;.ks and their axes were making their way
mn along the valtin path. The SOUNDS Oh 'ne',
voices could already be heard, as they 'aue"eu
and tested as if on the way to a festival A'N
not TO privation, danger, and ceath.
CHAPTER y.
Bot while Hufiin and his mountaineeis were
TINS preparing for battle where v as the I'm
crowned King Of Diamonds-Yesof the Fool
Wandering barefoot over the sno"-co'eieo
maths, his breast open TO the cutting Winds
cold, hungry, and compaDionless' cave l"T ais
grim friend the raven.
Night was approaching. the cold growing
keeper and keener; even the fox seemed u
SILVER as he pursued his unseen prey ana Tue
furnished birds Of prey had hidden themselves
10 the rocky hooks of the mountains. But th'
fool, his raven upon his shoulder, Kept on-ot
talking TO himself, gesticulating wildly
from Holderloch to sonneberg from SonDeber,
10 Blutfeld.
And that very night, Robin, the old herds
man of Bots de- Chene, saw q strange ah'
fearful sight.
A few days before, having been surprised b.
the SHOWS at the bottom of the gorge OF Bud
field, he left his wagon behind him and drov
home the cattle Lut finding upon his arriVa
that he had for COTTON HIS sheep skin cloak, h
atarted at about four o'clock that evening I
Geek it.
Blutfeld is a narrow gorge between Schne
berg and Grosmnnn, bordered by pointed rock
A thread of water winds its way through Il
valley, in summer and winter, and on its side
among the grey rocks, spots of good pastnral
are found: but the place is rarely visited
something weird and ghostly seems to bar
over it, and the cold, white light of winter
moon serves to intensity its sinister aspe'
Tradition says that here was fought gre
battle between the Triboci and the German
who, under o chief named Luitprandt,
tempted to penetrate into Gaul. 1t tells he
the Triboci from the peaks around flung hu
hal crnAlin1 them
thousands, and that from the frightfnl carna
the defile derived it's name-Blutfeld-the tit
of blood. Rusted spearheads, broken helme
and cross handled swords two ellis in lens
are yet found there.
At night, when the moonlight falls upon
onow-covered rocks, when the wind whist
through the bare bushes, the cries of the 8
prised Germans seem borne upon the
mingliug with the wailinG of their women q
the peighing of steeds, and tie rafting
chariots through the defle. The Ttib
ceased not from the slaughter for two ent
days, and on the third day they retired to tn
homes every man bending beneath the well
of his booty,
Such was the legend of the gorge VIII
Robin reached just the moon was rising.
The good man had q hundred times descen
10 its depths, but never had it seemed
bright or CHASTITY. His wagon, at the bott
seemed one of those masses of rock nj
which the invaders were crushed. 1t stood
the entrance of the valley, behind n Il
elump of bushes and the little stream das
along by it, flashing like thousand swo
The old herGsman soon found his cloak anc
old Ratchet too, which he had regarded as
but, when he turned to depart, his blood
cold.
A tall figure was advancing straight toV
him. Behind it followed five grey wolves,
full grown and three young. He recogn
Yegof, and at first thought the wolves
dogs. They followed the fool step by step,
he seemed not to see them; his raven
about, now in the clear moonlight, now in
dark shadows of the rocks; the wolves,
Rlittering eyes, shifted the air as IL seer
their prey. The fool lifted his sOeptFe.
Robin darted like fash into his wago
observed. Yegof advanced down the vail
IL walking some great castle-hall, and
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