Priest Ruprecht Haller were married very quietly in our village church,
and went forth to a distant village in Pomerania, by the Baltic Sea,
from which Dr. Luther had received a request to send them a minister of
the gospel.
It went to my heart to see the two go forth together down the village
street, those two whose youth inhuman laws and human weakness had so
blighted. There was a reverence about his tenderness to her, and a
wistful lowliness in hers for him, which said, "All that thou hast lost
for me, as far as may be I will make up to thee in the years that
remain!"
But as we watched her pale face and feeble steps, and his bent, though
still vigorous form, Fritz took my hands as we turned back into the
house, and said,--
"It is well. But it can hardly be for long!"
And I could not answer him for tears.