The Free lance. (State College, Pa.) 1887-1904, October 01, 1898, Image 8

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    She waited until he had again strapped his knapsack on his
back, and then they walked toward the village at a rapid gait. It
lay much nearer than the bell first indicated, and Arnold soon
saw that what he had taken at a distance to be an alder thicket
was a hedge of fruit trees, beyond which lay the old village with
its quaint church and smoke-blackened houses, bordered on the
north and northeast by broad fields. The streets were well laid
out and rows of fruit trees extended along both sides of them.
A heavy mist overhung the town almost obscuring the light of
the sun.
As Gertrude led him from street to street to her father’s house,
he was surprised to note that instead of greeting them with a
‘ ‘ Good morning ’ ’ as strangers were always greeted in the other
villages which he had visited, the villagers passed them in silence.
Niether did his companion greet anyone. And how strange did
the old houses look with their sharp, carved gables and their
weather-beaten, straw thatches. Here and there a shutter was
opened as they passed by and a maiden or an old matron glanced
out, but the stillness was so oppressive to Arnold that he finally
broke the silence by inquiring:
‘ ‘ Do you observe the Sabbath so strictly here that you do not
even greet one another on the street ? Does one hear nothing be
sides the barking of dogs and the cackling of hens?”
“It is meal time,” she answered quietly, “ and the people are
not very talkative at that time of day, but you will find them
lively enough to-night. Yonder stands my father’s house.”
“ But I must not not come in on him at dinner so unexpect
edly,” said Arnold. “ I prefer going to the inn which I can easily
find if Germelshausen is like other villages, for one need only
find the church and he will always find the inn nearby.”
‘' Germelshausen does not differ from the others in this re
spect,” she replied, ‘‘but you must accompany me for you will
receive a hearty welcome. ”
‘‘lf you will accept me in Heinrich’s stead today, I will come
with you gladly. ’ ’ He had spoken these last words almost invol
untarily in an affectionate tone and had at the same time pressed
her hand lightly. Gertrude stood still and looking him full in the
face she asked:
“ Do you really mean that ?”
‘‘ Certainly I do,” replied he almost captivated with her great