The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1875-03-21

.;o c,own upon his head and his sceptre iaiu "
ao,oss his knees seemed absorbed in ttonsn''
He oazed at the huge black chimney, the great 81
atone maptel shelf with it's sculptured Heo'
and men. aud at the smoke which rose in heaVy II
wreatbs among the quarters of bacon. o'u
denly be struck his sceptre upon the hoof, anu
cried out like in IA dream: ies' Jaw
seen il all-all-long since! And "h''e We
pazed on him with looks of aston'shn'eh'' NC
proceeded:
CAV, in those days the forests OF hrs "e'e
forests of oak. N,deck, Dsgsberg' fdikeh7'e''
all the castles now old aud rntheo "e'o
urbuilt In those days Wild bulls were ho"'eo
through the woods; salmon were pieh'! !" w
SarIe; and YOU the fair-balred race ouiie" -
the shows six months OF the year, H'e" "p'N
milk and cheese for You had Sreao ho-h' W.
Uencst Schneeberg, Grossmahn an" Do'''
In simmer you tunted as far as the pam "
the Rhine--as far as the Mose!ie' 'pe Aeo'0''
! All this can remember"
..w.s it NOT strange, Jean Claude I" said the
old woman. "As the fool spoke seemed 100
IN remember those scenes, as if viewed IN
dream let fall my distatf, and OLD pucnene
and all the others stopped to listen. Inc 1901
continued:
Cav it was long ago. You had already
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surrounded yonr habitations with palisades
whose points had been hardened IN the nre'
Within you kept great dogs with hanging
cheeks who bayed night and day.
"Tben he burst into peal of crazy laogn-
ter, crying
".Apd 3on thought yourselves the lords OF
the laut-you, tue pale-faced and blue ese"-
you " no lived milk and cheese and toucpe"
no flesh save in autumn at yonr hnh's-se"
thought yourselves lords Of the mountain an"
the plaiL-when we, the red.b bearded, came
from the sea-we, who loved blood au" tne
din of battle. Twas a rode war, ours IL
:, lasted weeks and months and your OF" cniel-
tainess Margayeth, of the clan OF the hiiper'N'
stunt up in her palisades, surrounded ny he'
- dogs and her warriors, defended herself ike
" sbe-wolf robbed of her youug. BIT five moons
49, passed aud hunger came the gates oi "e'
re STRONGHOLD opened that its defenders might
VI fy, and We ambushed in the brook, slew them
all-all-save the children. She alone defend
~ ed herself to the last, and l. Luitprand' Glove
i0 her gray head, and spared her blind father, thu
o oldest among the old, that gbt cham h'l
49, like dog to my castle gate
An. "Tbep, Hullin," said the old woman, " tn
70 fool sang a long ballad-the plant of the oil
MP man chained to his gate. 1t was sad-sad u
vas tho Miserere. 1t chilled our very blood. Blu
ose he laughed until old Duchene, in transpor
his of rage, threw himself upon him to strangl
him but the fool is strong, and hurled hil
tier back Then, brandishing his sceptre furlousi!
he shouted:
lin ".To your knees, slaves to your knees
and MY armies are advancing. The earth tremol'
de- beneath them. Nideck, Haut-Barr, Dagsberi
the Turkesten, will again tower above you. 1
was your knees"
our. Never did gaze upon a more fearful tSur
ixty but seeing my people about to fall upon him.
and interposed in his defence. He is but foo
,,,, | cried. Are You not ashamed to mind b
. ~ words p This guieted them, but l could II
ttar close my eyes the entire night. His story
ooa the song of the old man-rapg through II
laws ears, and seemed mingled with the barking
20. our dogs and the din of combat. Hullin, WI
lder think You OF it !? l cannot Danlsh his tnre
with from my mind"
81 should think" said the sabot- maker, W
. :. a look Of pity not uumixed with a sort of 8
rowful sarcasm-'I should think, Cath ari
49,, if did not know you we'll, that you "
losing your senses you, and Duchene,
Robin, and all the rest"
"You do not understand these matters, {
h. were you never troubled by things of like
was turef
her do you mean that you believe this nons'
selling of Yegoff'
Yes, believe it,"
aside "You believe it! You, Catherine Lefe
fit was Mother Rochatt, would say moth
It the but you"
He arose as if angry, united his al
Iullin, shrugged his shoulders, and then sud-
again seating himself, exclaimed:
tone do you know who this fool isl l will
/, even you. He is one of those German schoona
re, his who turn old womens beads with their Nj
Goose stories whose brains are cracked
, more overmnch study, and who take their Vi
before for actual events--their crazy Gaucies for
alarm, iiy. l always looked upon Iesof rs q
them. Remember the mass of names he k
strange he talks of Brittany and Austrasia-of
nrsia and NidrCk and the banks of the l