. Legends of the Rhine . ilgrim were soon wandering through thegreat cellar, where, in a remote corner, the latter finallydiscovered a well concealed cask of rich old wine. Heand his host then indulged in sundry liberal potations,which soon loosened Ulrichs tongue, and induced him toconfide to his guest his intense longing for wealth. When he had ended, the pilgrim told him that his desirefor gold could easily be satisfied, for not far off lay animmense treasure, which could readily be obtained. Hethen proceeded to inform the knight that the treasure wasunder the special protection of the witc
. Legends of the Rhine . ilgrim were soon wandering through thegreat cellar, where, in a remote corner, the latter finallydiscovered a well concealed cask of rich old wine. Heand his host then indulged in sundry liberal potations,which soon loosened Ulrichs tongue, and induced him toconfide to his guest his intense longing for wealth. When he had ended, the pilgrim told him that his desirefor gold could easily be satisfied, for not far off lay animmense treasure, which could readily be obtained. Hethen proceeded to inform the knight that the treasure wasunder the special protection of the witches, but that as theywere all on their way to the Brocken for their yearlyWalpurgisnacht dance, he could easily secure it by enteringthe castle chapel at midnight, breaking open his ancestorstombs, and removing their bones, under which the hoardhad been placed for safe keeping. Ulrich was at first greatly shocked by this proposal, butsoon the greed for gold overcame all his scruples, and he did 5C H—I t-U w HH no^, o r. RHEl NECK. 143 as the pilgrim advised. One by one he carried the molder-ing bodies out of the chapel and laid them on the grass atmidnight. As he was bending over the last coffin, whichcontained the remains of a brother who had died in infancy,he was startled by perceiving a rosy child rise up at histouch who exclaimed: Brother—quick—quick! Bring back the dead to theirresting place, ere it is too late ! A moment after the child was gone, and only a fewcrumbling bones were to be seen. Filled with namelessdread, Ulrich now rushed out of the chapel to fulfill themandate he had received. As he stepped out of the sacrededifice he noticed that the pilgrim, whom he had leftstanding without, had assumed colossal proportions, andfelt his claw-like fingers close over his arm, while he ex-claimed in sinister tones: Come, Ulrich, you are mine ! But once more the rosy child appeared, crying loudly : Get thee behind us, Satan ! and the devil, for it was he,vanished at t
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