. The monk and the hangman's daughter. immediately. He will come once a weekto renew my supply of food and take away theroots that I shall have dug. No time has been lost in dispatching me on my 3I9auj{|)ter. anti tj)e-g penitential errand. This very evening I have taken leave of the Superior, and, retiring to mj cell,have jiacked my holy books, the Agnus and theLife of Saint Franciscus, in a bag. Nor have Iforgotten writing-materials with Avliich to continuemy diary. These preparations made, I have forti-fied my soul with prayer, and am ready for any fate,even an encounter with the beasts and
. The monk and the hangman's daughter. immediately. He will come once a weekto renew my supply of food and take away theroots that I shall have dug. No time has been lost in dispatching me on my 3I9auj{|)ter. anti tj)e-g penitential errand. This very evening I have taken leave of the Superior, and, retiring to mj cell,have jiacked my holy books, the Agnus and theLife of Saint Franciscus, in a bag. Nor have Iforgotten writing-materials with Avliich to continuemy diary. These preparations made, I have forti-fied my soul with prayer, and am ready for any fate,even an encounter with the beasts and demons. Beloved Saint, forgive the pain I feel in goingaway without having seen Benedicta, or evenknowing what has become of her since that dread-ful day. Thou knowest, 0 glorious one, andhumbly do I confess, that I long to hasten to theGalgenberg, if only to got one glimpse of the hutwhich holds the fairest and best of her sex. Takeme not, holy one, too severely to task, I beseechthee, for the weakness of my erring human heart! f|S I left the monastery withmy young guide all wasquiet within its walls; theholy brotherhood slejit thesleep of peace, which had solong been denied to me. Itwas early dawn, and theclouds in the east were beginning to show narrowedges of gold and crimson as we ascended the pathleading to the mountain. My guide, with bagupon his shoulder, led, and I followed, with mycowl fastened back and a stout stick in my had a sharp iron point which might be usedagainst wild beasts. My guide was a light-haired, blue-eyed youngfellow with a cheerful and amiable face. Heevidently found a keen delight in climbing hisnative hills toward the high country whither wewere bound. He seemed not to feel the weightof the burden that he bore ; his gait was light and ?§ Sausjtitet. antr tjeffianamana ^^^^^ ^^^^ footing snre. He sprang uji the steepand rugged way like a mountain-goat. The boy was in high spirits. He told me strangetalcs of ghosts and goblins, witc
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