The bells of Freiburg : . brother to mywife, and as a father to my little ones. I tried to thank him, but could not. Then Ikissed my little maidens, who clung to theiruncle, scared by our grave faces and by thepresence of the strangers. Not so came forward boldly to receive my embrace,and, seeing the tears which I could not hide, hesaid, Never mind, father; w^e re going todo all we can to show them how good you are ;Uncle Karl says so. There was a tremble in the sweet childishvoice, but he zvould not cry; and his brave,bricrht face, set in its dark curls, was the lastthing I saw a
The bells of Freiburg : . brother to mywife, and as a father to my little ones. I tried to thank him, but could not. Then Ikissed my little maidens, who clung to theiruncle, scared by our grave faces and by thepresence of the strangers. Not so came forward boldly to receive my embrace,and, seeing the tears which I could not hide, hesaid, Never mind, father; w^e re going todo all we can to show them how good you are ;Uncle Karl says so. There was a tremble in the sweet childishvoice, but he zvould not cry; and his brave,bricrht face, set in its dark curls, was the lastthing I saw as I was taken away to suffer mypunishment and my shame. What I went through during the next fewmonths it would hardly interest you to hear INNOCENT AS THE BABE UNBORN. 49 about, and it would pain me too much to as I have left that time behind, I do notwillingly think of it even now—there are somethings on which it is not good to dwell. I have told my part of the story; it isGottfrieds turn now. End of Part D FIRST INTERLUDE. V
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