Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1876-11-15

lay uelirious, ana tne physicians de-
clared that she must die, as everything
possible to be done to save her had beer
tried, and Notwithstanding, she was
hourly Sinking.
A sickening despair took possession
of Stolberg's mind, and he rarely ever
left krummach's house, except to wan.
der out and take air by a short walk.
1t was on one of these occasions that
he spied Herr Moeller ahead of him,
and he hastened to overtake him to re.
late his grief.
81 would sacrifice all possess to save
Sophie's life!" he exclaimed.
"You know how to do it," replied
Moeller.
"You are certain of it?" asked Stol-
berg.
Perfectly" answered the other.
81 accept" said Karl, with a deep
sigh.
Linking his arm in that of StOlberg's
Moeller took him to large old build
ing, the interior of which was so dark
that it was necessary to light it with
lamps. 1t was nearly midnight when
Karl emerged from the dark portals OF
the door. What passed in those four
hours was alone known to himself and
those concerned. But he fastened to
The Krummach dwelling, and was met
at the door by the wood-carver.
''She's dying" was the mans reply
to Stolberg's question.
He rapidly entered the house. The
physician was sitting by the bed with
his finger on the girls pulse.
''She will not live twenty minutes, ~
said the doctor.
''She will live many years." cried
Stolberg, placing small phial to the
girls lips and pouring green liquid
down her throat. Il say she will live =
shouted Karl.
The physician gazed at him with as
tonishment, and thought his grief had
crazed him; but an hour later So
phie slept quietly, and when morning
came she arose from her bed and went
about her domestic duties as if she had
never been i'll at all. Her recovery was
regarded in the light of a miracle, and
was the talk CT the town, while the
medical men looked at Karl Stolberg
with curious eyes.
II wanted but short time of the day
appointed for Stolberg's marriage, and
he was walking with Sophie, when she
asked him something in relation to the
event.
Then he told her when she lay upon
her bed of sickness and mortal aid
seemed uravailing, he joined the era
ternity of the Rosy Cross" in order to
save her from death.
Sophie heard him in silence. Her
face grew pale, but she never spoke
until she took his hand at parting.
Then she simply said, ''FarcwellI"
Stolberg watched her as she walked
away from his sight; then he sought
the dismal old building where he had
taken up his abode, and gave himself
up TO his own reflections.
One hundred years passed away, and
Sophie krummach had long been dead.
Her grave was among the willows in
the churchyard at Nordhausen. None
of the krumnachs lived in the old
town. Their very name was scarcely to
be read on the tombstOnes, which were
crumbling away. But often at nights,
when the moon had climbed her high
est, and the low, plaintive wind swept
the willows, Karl Stolberg, still As
young and inspired as ever, would
walk from the dark portals of the old
building and seek SOphie's grave, where
he would linger forever. Atlast, how
ever, his visits ceased altogether, for
Stolberg and Herr Moeller wentto Ara
bia, to live in the company of the
greatest seer on earth, who was in the
four hundredth year of his age.
1t was believed that Stolberg lived for
several hundred years, and fi.;ally died
in the East. The credulous people have
a legend that twice a year karl's ghost
Journeys to Nordhausen and seeks the
resting place of Sophie krummach's
dust at night, where it performs strange
mysteries over her grave.