Prince Otto

re, she played, for several centuries, her part in the discord of Europe; and, at last, in the ripeness of time and at the spiriting of several bald dip

bottom of dells, and communicating by covered bridges over the larger of the torrents. The hum of watermills, the splash of running water, the clean odour of pine sawdust, the sound and smell of the pleasant wind among the innumerable army of the mountain pin

city and tenderness of heart. Several intermarriages had, in the course of centuries, united the crowned families of Grunewald and Maritime Bohemia; and the last Prince of Grunewald, whose history I purpose to relate, drew his descent through Perdita, the only daughter of King Florizel the First of Bohemia. That these intermarriages had in some degree mitigated the rough, manly s

tory, is the more important of the two) it was already so far forward in the spring, that when mountain people heard horns echoing all day about the

lope obliquely and by the easiest gradients. The other ran like a fillet across the very forehead of the hills, dipping into savage gorges, and wetted by the spray of tiny waterfalls. Once it passed beside a certain tower or castle, built sheer upon the margin of a formidable cliff, and commanding a vast prospect of the sk

what aside, and from the summit of a knoll gazed down before them on the drooping shoulders of the hill and across the expanse of plain. They covered their eyes, for the sun was in their faces. The glory of its going down was somewhat pale. Through the confused tracery of many thousands

sies, and to whose inspiration our nomadic fathers journeyed all their days. The hour, the season, and the scene, all were in delicate accordance. The air was full of bird

y were, indeed, in some concern of mind, scanning every fold of the subjac

trace, not a hair of the mare's tail! No, sir, he's off; broke cov

ome,' said Kuno, but

he married; a disgrace! Hereditary prince, hereditary fool! There goes the government over the borders on a grey mare. What

y Otto,' gr

ow whose he is,'

the fire for him to-morrow

Grunewald patriot - enrolled, and have my medal, too; a

anybody said what you said, you wou

orted his companion. 'There he g

r on a white horse was seen to flit rapidly across a he

the border into Gerolstein,'

, I'll never forgive him,' adde

, the sun dipped and disappeared, and the woods fell instantly