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Updated: June 13, 2025
The only experience of Summer Ski-ing which I have had is on the Jungfrau Joch, about 11,900 feet above the sea. The Berner Oberland and Jungfrau Railways carry one up from Interlaken to the Joch where there is an excellent new hotel, offering every possible comfort. Good Ski-ing can be had on the glaciers and I am surprised that more people do not come out for practice during the Summer.
These outlines are, however, characterised by the ever well informed Norwegian politician Mr C. BERNER as »quite preliminary». C. BERNER says in the Storthing debate Feb. 13th 1904 he had heard both from Norwegian and Swedish negotiators that to frame this laws in a quite satisfactory manner would be a very difficult thing.
Berner, you are to stay here until the gentleman goes out again." Muller followed her through several rooms into a large bed-chamber where he found an elderly man, very evidently ill, lying in bed. "Who are you?" asked the sick man, raising his head from the pillow. The woman had gone out and closed the door behind her. "My name is Muller, police detective. Here are my credentials."
Rudy was only a year old, when he lost his father, and his mother longed to return to her relations in Berner Oberlande. Her father lived a few hours walk from Grindelwald; he was a carver in wood, and earned enough by it to live. In the month of June, carrying her little child, she started homewards, accompanied by two chamois hunters; intending to cross the Gemmi on their way to Grindelwald.
He turned the key which was in the lock, and opened the door, but they found themselves in a room as dark as was the corridor. From somewhere, however, a ray of light fell into the blackness. The official stepped into the room, pulling Berner in after him.
My entire fortune shall be given up for it. But bring her picture now." Berner brought the picture of a very pretty girl with a bright intelligent face. Muller took the picture out of the frame and put it in his pocket. "You will come again? soon? And remember, I will give ten thousand guldens to the man who saves Asta, or avenges her.
His old servant looked at him in deep anxiety. Fellner smiled weakly and nodded to the man. "Sad news, Berner! Sad news and bad news. Our poor Asta is being held a prisoner by some unknown villain who threatens her with death." "My God, is it possible? Can't we help the poor young lady?" "We will try to help her, or if it is too late, we will at least avenge her.
Two years after, Monsieur de Berner being dead, the Antoines, his former brethren, began to collect anecdotes which might serve as arguments of his beatification; at the desire of Father Baudet, I joined to these an attestation of what I have just related, in doing which, though I attested no more than the truth, I certainly acted ill, as it tended to make an indifferent occurrence pass for a miracle.
But whether from want of air, or the heat of the ground on which we were seated, we were nearly all suffocated. I thought my last hour was come. Already my eyes saw nothing but a dark cloud, when a person of the name of Berner, who was to have been a smith at Senegal, gave me a boot containing some muddy water, which he had had the precaution to keep.
The latter was awaiting him with great impatience. There the detective gathered much valuable information about the first marriage of Asta Langen's long-dead father. It was old Berner who could tell him the most about these long-vanished days. When he reached his office at headquarters again, he found telegrams in great number awaiting him.
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