CHAPTER XX.

The king and queen went into the forest.

They were walking hand in hand.

Night drew on. The wind rustled through the tree-tops.

The queen stood still for a moment and then, impelled by the ardent

love she had so long repressed, embraced her husband, kissing his eyes,

his mouth and his brow, and said:

"I've asked the departed one to forgive me! She died with my kiss on

her lips. I now ask you who still live, to forgive me. You have both

expiated--she, alone, by herself; you, alone, while at my side!"

She took out an amulet which she had worn hidden next to her heart. It

was the betrothal ring which the king had given to her.

"Take this ring, and put it on your hand," she said.

"We are united anew," replied the king, while he put the ring on his

finger and embraced the queen. He clasped her in his arms and her head

rested against his heart.

With a firm step, they descended the mountain unto where their

carriages were waiting for them.

Followed by the servants, Bronnen, Sixtus, and Paula also descended the

mountain.

The king and queen were in the first carriage; Paula and Sixtus in the

second. Bronnen went back with Gunther to the cottage.

The newly espoused arrived at the dairy-farm. The first thing they did

was to go to the crown prince's apartments and, while they stood at the

child's bed, the king said:

"He sleeps, and his innocent, infant mind knows nothing of our

differences. It is well for us that, with his dawning powers, he will

see in us only love and harmony, enduring unto death."

During all that night, the king and queen sat by the lamp, reading the

journal of the solitary worldling.

Gunther and Bronnen had lingered in the hut above. Gunther sat with

Walpurga for a while, holding her hand in his, while he told her that

her perfect innocence had now been brought to light. A silent nod was

her only reply.

The cows gathered about the hut. Their bellowing and snorting proved

that their unerring instinct told them of the presence of death, and

scarcely were they driven away, before they returned again.

The little pitchman dug a grave during the night. It was up at the spot

where Irma had so often rested. He shed many a tear over his work, and

once, when he paused to take breath, said to himself: "When the kid is

old enough to run of itself, I'll let it go back into the woods."

Irma was buried at early dawn. Hansei, the little pitchman, Gunther and

Bronnen carried her, Walpurga and the child following after them.

Gundel and Franz had covered the sides and the bottom of the grave with

Alpine roses. Wrapped in the queen's white mantle, Irma was silently

laid to rest, just as the rosy dawn appeared in the east.

Down in the valley, the king and queen had been reading Irma's journal.

Day was breaking. They gazed at the rosy dawn and lifted their eyes to

the mountains--to where Irma was being buried on the heights.

THE END.

FOOTNOTES:

[Footnote 1: The familiar "thou."]

[Footnote 2: Kammer--meaning here the chamberlain and other officers

composing the household.]

[Footnote 3: Church festival.]

[Footnote 4: "Geh zum Kukuk!"]

[Footnote 5: "He who goes up with the cattle into the mountains, during

the good season, is a 'Senn.' In Switzerland, this is done by men; in

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