The Knoxville independent. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1894-current, 1917-02-17

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fighting eptcs, the roaring and ter
rs6te NtbeIungen-hed. The men of
the Rhine and the men of Bavaria,
Hungary and austria are depicted
IN the lied as killing each other.
Battling side By side today, they are
fired for united war By the chants
from this tale, which is the priced
possession of all races and classes Of
the Gerneanic stock.
Strong and beautiful was Siegfried,
the kings son of Xante in the Meth
erlands. Strong and beautiful, he rode
down into Worms to win from King
Gunther Of the Rhine his sister Kriem-
hid, who was fair as dawn that
comes from behind dark clouds.
None We're so happy as they. But
in an evil hour Siegfried told Kriem-
hid of trick he had put on Brun-
hid, Gunther's queen and Kriemhild
twitted Brunhild in public with what
she had learned.
"Shall this outrage lie upon meT'
wept Brunhild, till Gunther, the king
went whispering up and down, and his
fierce, loyal vassal, Hagen of Irony
swore that revenge must be.
AT Hateful Odenheim, in the Oden-
valid, when Siegfried stopped to drink
at spring, Hagen thrust him through
with a spear, so that it entered at the
champions back and came out at his
heart.
So died the great warrior, he that
had conquered the Land of the Nibe
lungs and won their mighty hoard ant
brought the Nibelung knights under
his 5overlordship.
Hagen brought the dead man home
ut concerneth me little if Kriemhilt
weep" said dauntless Hagen of Irony
She kissed Siegfrieds beautiful
head and swore vengeance. For three
days and nights she wept him while
he lay unburied, and for many years
after, when he had long slept in hi
coffin of silver and gold in Lorsch OF
the Rhine. She could do naught else
1.-THE devils wife will never forgiv,
me-" said Hagen. He worked on Gun
!. Their till the king took from KriemhilC
the Nihelung's treasure; for he fearet
ss.iss'sss'ae aero.s wi e''ses win herent
with 1T.
10 They Sunk the hoard in the Rhin'
aE' Locheim and only Hagen and Gun
ther knew the place.
Kriemhild wept anew and nurset
another need for revenge.
There came day when King EtZe
of Hungary sent knights to WOO her
and she Jared into Hun-land to becom'
the mighty queen of that mighties
king. Sweetly and we'll she ruled witt
him till she was assured that the Low,
of all Etzel's knights was hers. The
she spoke TO the king and said: lie
lis bid my kin from the Rhine to {
hightide."
Sixty high warriors and thousan
Nibelung knights, they rode out o
Worms. There were Gunther and hi
two tall brothers, Gernot, the mighty
and Giselher, the blooming. Their
were Hagen with the sword of Bal
mung that Siegfried had won from tn
Nibelungs, and Folker, Gunther's min
strel.
They fought their way through Ba
yaria till their saddles were gay wit
blood. They rode into Austria an
were met by loyal Rudeger of Bech
laren, King Etzel's markgraye, VIII
welcomed them and plighted them tn
faith Of true host. Splendidly h
led them into Hungary TO King Et
zel's thousand towers of Gran.
Kriemhild stepped down from tn
castle and kissed her brother, Gunther
When Hagen saw that, he bound hi
helm on tighter.
lie had need of it. While King Etze
sat drinking with them in all trus
and love. Kriemhild's knights fell OF
them in the banquet hall. Drink W.
the kings wine!" cried Hagen then
anu NuJ OIl tHC hSuO VI Gb6SA . ~AaAhu
so that it flew into Kriemhiid's lap
Balmung whirled again, and bit tn
head of Etzel's brother, helmet and all
The Nibelungs, hard pressed, tough
with swords and benches and stools
Scarce could Etzel and Kriemhild VIII
from tine tumult. Folker fiddled dealt
tunes with his blade on many Hun'
head. Dankwart. Hagens brother
held the door and gathered red gate
money.
The Nibelungs threw the dead ant
wounded down the stairs and cried
A'Enter Enter And earn your queens
pay oh Huns!"
All the long summer day they fought
Tn the dusk Kriemhild ordered The
place to be kindled. All night i
burned. Yet in the dawn there were
Nibeaungs still left alive.
"1Mey have orphaned the land !!
cried the Hun knights, all red an(
Black with slaughter. King Etze
sobbed in his beard and called to Ru
deser Of Bechlaren to ayenge them.
II brought the strangers into the
land as guests. 0 King!" cried the
faithful man. 'sTake back what thou
has given me, will quit the country
empty rather than will die dishon'
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