Part 19 (2/2)
”If you hurt the young gentleman or sprain his finger,” warned the old father, ”I'll take you by the ears so that you'll feel it for three weeks.”
The two hands now wavered for a considerable time over the centre of the table; Karl soon ceased laughing and grew crimson in the face, but at last he gradually drew the arm and shoulder of his opponent perceptibly towards his side of the table and with that the victory was won.
The man from Entlibuch looked at him quite bewildered and downcast, but not for long; his old father, now enraged at his defeat, boxed his ears, and much ashamed he looked at Hermine; then he suddenly began to cry and said, sobbingly:
”And now at least I want a wife!”
”Come, come,” said his papa, ”you're ready for bed now.” He grasped him by the arm and marched him off.
After the departure of this odd pair, a silence fell on the old men and they wondered anew at Karl's deeds and achievements.
”That's entirely due to gymnastics,” he said modestly; ”they give you training, strength, and knack for such things and almost anyone can learn to do them who is not a born weakling.”
”That is true,” said Hediger, his father, and, after some reflection he continued enthusiastically: ”Therefore let us forever and ever praise the new era which is again beginning to train men to be men and which commands not only the country gentleman and the mountain herdsman but the tailor's son as well to train his limbs and develop his body so that it can do something.”
”That is true,” said Frymann also awaking from meditation, ”and we too have all taken part in the struggle to bring on this new era. And to-day, as far as our old heads are concerned, we, with our little banner, are celebrating the final result, the command 'Cease firing!'
and the rest we leave to the young ones. But now, no one has ever been able to say of us that we stuck obstinately to our errors and misunderstandings. On the contrary, we have always striven to keep our minds open to all that was rational, true, and beautiful; and so I herewith frankly and openly take back my declaration in regard to the children and invite you, Friend Kaspar, to do the same. For what better memorial of this day could we found, plant, and establish than a living line, springing directly from the loins of our friends.h.i.+p, a family whose children will preserve and transmit the principles and the unswerving faith of the Upright Seven? Well then, let Burgi bring his canopy-bed that we may equip it. I will lay in it grace and womanly purity; you, strength, resolution and skill, and with that, forward with the waving green banner, because they are young. It shall be left to them and they shall keep it after we are gone. So do not resist longer, old Hediger, but give me your hand as my kinsman.”
”Accepted,” said Hediger solemnly, ”but on the condition that you don't give the boy any money to spend on foolishness and heartless ostentation. For the devil goeth about seeking whom he may devour.”
”Accepted,” cried Frymann, and Hediger continued:
”Then I greet you as my kinsman, and the Swiss blood may be tapped for the wedding.”
All the Seven now rose and Hermine's hand was laid in Karl's amid great jubilation.
”Good luck! There's a betrothal, that's the way it ought to be!” cried some of those sitting near, and at once a throng of people came up to clink gla.s.ses with the young couple. As if by arrangement the orchestra struck up, but Hermine managed to slip out of the crowd without letting go of Karl's hand, and he led her out of the hall to the festival grounds where already nocturnal silence reigned. They walked round the fortress of flags and as no one was near they stood still. The flags waved with animation and whispered together but they could not discover the little banner of friends.h.i.+p, for it had disappeared in the folds of a huge neighbor and was well taken care of. But overhead in the starlight the Swiss flag snapped in its constant solitude and the sound of the bunting could plainly be heard. Hermine put her arms round her betrothed's neck, kissed him of her own accord, and said tenderly and with emotion:
”But now we must see that we order our life aright. May we live just as long as we are good and competent, and not a day longer!”
”Then I hope to live long, for I feel that life will be good with you,”
said Karl and kissed her again; ”but what do you think now about who shall rule? Do you really want to hold the reins?”
”As tight as I can. In the meantime, law and a const.i.tution will surely develop between us and it will be a good one whatever it is.”
”And I will guarantee the const.i.tution and claim the first chance to be G.o.dfather,” suddenly rang out a strong ba.s.s voice.
Hermine craned her neck and seized Karl's hand; but he went nearer and saw one of the sentries of the Aargau sharpshooters standing in the shadow of a pillar. The metal on his equipment gleamed in the dark. Now the two young men recognized each other and the sentry was a tall, fine-looking fellow, the son of a peasant. Karl and Hermine sat down on the steps at his feet and chatted with him for a good half hour before they returned to their party.
THE RIDER ON THE WHITE HORSE
BY THEODOR STORM
TRANSLATED BY MARGARETE MuNSTERBERG
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