Part 7 (1/2)

Thoughtful he bent his eyes on the ground, then quietly raised them Up to her face, and, meeting with frankness the gaze of the maiden, Felt himself solaced and stilled. But then impossible was it, That he of love should speak; her eye told not of affection, Only of clear understanding, requiring intelligent answer.

And he composed himself quickly, and cordially said to the maiden: ”Hearken to me, my child, and let me reply to thy question.

'Twas for thy sake that hither I came; why seek to conceal it?

Know I live happy at home with both my affectionate parents, Faithfully giving my aid their house and estates in directing, Being an only son, and because our affairs are extensive.

Mine is the charge of the farm; my father bears rule in the household; While the presiding spirit of all is the diligent mother.

But thine experience doubtless has taught thee how grievously servants, Now through deceit, and now through their carelessness, hara.s.s the mistress, Forcing her ever to change and replace one fault with another.

Long for that reason my mother has wished for a maid in the household, Who not with hand alone, but with heart, too, will lend her a.s.sistance, Taking the daughter's place, whom, alas! she was early deprived of.

How when to-day by the wagon I saw thee, so ready and cheerful, Witnessed the strength of thine arms, and thy limbs of such healthful proportion, When thy intelligent speech I heard, I was smitten with wonder.

Hastening homeward, I there to my parents and neighbors the stranger Praised as she well deserved. But I now am come hither to tell thee What is their wish as mine.--Forgive me my stammering language.”

”Hesitate not,” she, answering, said, ”to tell me what follows.

Thou dost not give me offence; I have listened with grat.i.tude to thee: Speak it out honestly therefore; the sound of it will not alarm me.

Thou wouldst engage me as servant to wait on thy father and mother, And to look after the welt-ordered house of which ye are the owners; And thou thinkest in me to find them a capable servant, One who is skilled in her work, and not of a rude disposition.

Short thy proposal has been, and short shall be also my answer.

Yes, I will go with thee home, and the call of fate I will follow.

Here my duty is done: I have brought the newly made mother Back to her kindred again, who are all in her safety rejoicing.

Most of our people already are gathered; the others will follow.

All think a few days more will certainly see them returning Unto their homes; for such is the exile's constant delusion.

But by no easy hope do I suffer myself to be cheated During these sorrowful days which promise yet more days of sorrow.

All the bands of the world have been loosed, and what shall unite them, Saving alone the need, the need supreme, that is on us?

If in a good man's house I can earn my living by service, Under the eye of an excellent mistress, I gladly will do it; Since of doubtful repute, must be always a wandering maiden.

Yes, I will go with thee, soon as I first shall have carried the pitchers Back to my friends, and prayed the good people to give me their blessing.

Come thou must see them thyself, and from their hands must receive me.”

Joyfully hearkened the youth to the willing maiden's decision, Doubtful whether he ought not at once to make honest confession.

Yet it appeared to him best to leave her awhile in her error, Nor for her love to sue, before leading her home to his dwelling.

Ah! and the golden ring he perceived on the hand of the maiden, Wherefore he let her speak on, and gave diligent ear to her language.

”Come,” she presently said, ”Let us back to the village; for maidens Always are sure to be blamed if they tarry too long at the fountain.

Yet how delightful it is to chat by the murmuring water!”

Then from their seats they rose, and both of them turned to the fountain One more look behind, and a tender longing possessed them.

Both of the water-jars then in silence she took by the handle, Carried them up the steps, while behind her followed her lover.

One of the pitchers he begged her to give him to lighten the burden.

”Nay, let it be!” she said: ”I carry them better so balanced.

Nor shall the master, who is to command, be doing me service.

Look not so gravely upon me, as thinking my fortune a hard one.

Early a woman should learn to serve, for that is her calling; Since through service alone she finally comes to the heads.h.i.+p, Comes to the due command that is hers of right in the household.

Early the sister must wait on her brother, and wait on her parents; Life must be always with her a perpetual coming and going, Or be a fetching and carrying, making and doing for others.

Happy for her be she wonted to think no way is too grievous, And if the hours of the night be to her as the hours of the daytime; If she find never a needle too fine, nor a labor too trifling; Wholly forgetful of self, and caring to live but in others!

For she will surely, as mother, have need of every virtue, When, in the time of her illness, the cries of her infant arouse her Calling for food from her weakness, and cares are to suffering added.

Twenty men bound into one were not able to bear such a burden; Nor is it meant that they should, yet should they with grat.i.tude view it.”

Thus she spoke, and was come, meanwhile, with her silent companion, Far as the floor of the barn, at the furthermost end of the garden, Where was the sick woman lying, whom, glad, she had left with her daughters, Those late rescued maidens: fair pictures of innocence were they.

Both of them entered the barn; and, e'en as they did so, the justice, Leading a child in each hand, came in from the other direction.

These had been lost, hitherto, from the sight of their sorrowing mother; But in the midst of the crowd the old man now had descried them.

Joyfully sprang they forward to meet their dear mother's embraces, And to salute with delight their brother, their unknown companion.

Next upon Dorothea they sprang with affectionate greeting, Asking for bread and fruit, but more than all else for some water.