Over in one corner of Karwaesser Berthold has earned himself a hut. He
has joined the wood-cutters.
Yesterday a child was born to Aga. It is a girl. They did not carry her
to Holdenschlag, but sent for me to christen the little one. I am no
priest and may not steal a name from the church calendar. I have called
the girl _Waldlilie_ and have baptised her with the water of the woods.