The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-12-11
the knight of Ehrenburg

what subsidized the knight of Ehrenburg
said, calmly:
My castle stands nearest to the cap
ital, and will be the first to fall, but
nevertheless, hoping to do my shout
ing when the war is ended l join my
forces with those of the rest of you
And amidst this unanimity and much
emptying of flagons, the assemblage
dissolved, each man with his escort
taking his way to his own stronghold,
to con more soberly, perhaps, next
day the problem that confronted them
They were fighters all, and would not
finch when the pinch came, whatever
was the outcome.
Day followed day, with no sign from
Treves. Winneburg employed the time
in setting his house in order, to be
ready for whatever CHANGED, and just
as the count was beginning to con-
graduate himself that his deed was
to be without consequences, there rode
up to his castle gates a horseman, &C
companied by two lancers, and on the
new comer's breast was emplaZoned
+ the imperial arms. Giving voice to his
horn, the gates were at once thrown
open to him, and, entering, he demand
ed instant speech with the count.
MY lord, Count Winneburg," he
said, when that giant had presented
himself, MS HidJeSly, lHe Si4peA OI'
commands me to summon you to the
court at Frankfort
DO you take me as prisoner, then?'
| asked the count.
Nothing was said to me of arrest. 1
was merely commissioned to deliver
to you the message OF the emperor"
What are your orders if l refuse to
go?"
a hundred armed men stood behind
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in call of the castle bell; two lances
| only We're at the back of the mes
senger, but the strength of the empire
was betokened by the symbol on his
breast. My orders are to take back
your answer to his imperial majesty, -
replied the messenger, calmly.
The count, though hot-headed, was
no fool, and he stood for a moment
bordering on the words which the
Knight Of Ehrenburg had spoken on
taking his leave:
Let not the crafty archbishop en-
! broil you with the emperor"
This warning had been the cautious
/ warriors parting advice to him.
IF you viii honor my humble roof
said the count slowly, "by taking re-
| freshment under it, 1 shall be glad of
your company afterwards, to Frank
! fort, in obedience to his majesty's COM
mands."
The messenger bowed low, accepted
| the hospitality, and together they made
way across the NoselIe, and along the
/ Roman road to the capital.
! Within the walls of Frankfort the
count was lodged in rooms near the
| palace, to which his conductor guided
him, and although it was still held that
/ he was not a prisoner, an armed man
! paced to and fro before his door all
! nj oh Tho daIT folJoyuiy,o bic a
! Count Winneburg was summoned to
| the court, and in a large anteroom
| found himself one of a numerous
/ throng, conspicuous among them all
] by reason of his great hight and bulk
/ The huge hall was hung with tapestry
and at the further end were great cur
/ tains, at each edge of which stood half
a dozen armored men the detachments
! being under command of two gayly
uniformed officers. Occasionally the
curtains were parted by menials, who
! stood there to perform that duty, and
/ high mobiles entered, or came out, sing
/ ly and in groups. Down the sides OF
/ the hall were packed some hundreds OF
| people, chattering together for the
/ most part, and gazing at those who
] passed up and down the open space in
| the center The count surmised that
! the emperor held his court in what
ever apartment was behind the Grim
son curtains. He felt the eyes of the
multitude upon him, and shifted I'M
easily from one foot to another, cursing
his ungainliness, ashamed of the ting
ling of the blood in his cheeks. He
was out OF place in this laughing, talk
ing crowd, experiencing the sensations
! of an uncouth rustic suddenly thrust
! into the turmoil of q metropolis. re-
! senting bitterly the supposed sneers
that We're flung at him He suspected
! that the whispering and the giggline
were directed toward himself. an6
burned to draw his sword and let these
popinjays know for once what a mar
could do. AS a matter of fact it was q
buzz of admiration at his stature which
went up when he entered, but the
count had so little of self-conceit ir
his soul that he never even guessed the
! truth Two mobiles, passing near him
he heard one of them say distinctly:
THAT is the fellow who threw the
archbishop over his head while the
other, glancing at him, said:
by the coat, he seems capable of up
setting the three of them, and I, for
one, wish more power to his muscle
should he attempt it..
The count shrank against the tapes
tried walls, hot with anger wishing
himself a dwarf, that he might ESCAPE
/ the gaze of so many inquiring eyes
Just as the scrutiny was becoming I'M
bearable his companion touched him or
! the elbow, and said in a. low voice:
| Count Winneburg, follow me-