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At the same moment Helmut groping against the wall that lay in shadow, found the opening of the passage through which they had come. Through this the three boys now crawled, hardly daring to breathe, for fear of exciting the dragon again. Soon a gleam of light at the other end told of their deliverance. Their tender mothers fell on their necks, and scolded them at the same time.
Huge walls towered above them; the rocks dropped water on their heads. As yet they had seen or heard nothing of the dragon. Yet as they held their breath to listen, they could hear something roaring under their feet. "Don't you tell me that that is only water," said Helmut, "A little brook can't make such a row as that that's the dragon."
They all felt frightened at the idea of a real dragon, but they stood to their guns like men, all but the youngest, Adolf, who wanted to run away home; but the others would not let him. "Helmut catch hold of it, quick now," whispered Werner and Wolf, the other two boys.
Now as you may imagine, the children who grow up in this town, must have their heads full of these tales, and many poets and artists have been inspired by the beauties of Eisenach. The natural surroundings of the town are so wonderful, that they also provide rich material for the imagination. Helmut was a boy who lived in Eisenach. He was eight years old, and went to a day school.
At this remark the jolly old fellow stopped dead and began to snort out fire and smoke, that made the boys cough and choke. "Now stop that, will you!" said Helmut imperatively, "or we shall have to slay you after all, that's what we came out for you know." He pointed his gun at the head of the dragon as he spoke like a real hero.
Helmut stretched out his hand courageously; perhaps it was only a huge, blind worm after all; but as he tried to catch it, the thing slipped swiftly away. "If we had some salt to put on it," said he, "we might catch it like a dicky bird." "It would be a fine thing to present to a museum," said Wolf. Well, that thing led them a fine dance.
"Mother," said Helmut that evening when she came to wish him good night, "do you know, if you stand up to a dragon like a man, and are not afraid of him, he is not so difficult to vanquish after all." "I'm glad you think so," said mother, "'Volo cum Deo' there is a Latin proverb for you; it means, that with God's help, will-power is the chief thing necessary; this even dragons know.
Thus a little boy can conquer even greater dragons than the monsters vast of ages past." "Hum!" said Helmut musingly, "mother, dear, I was a real hero to-day, I think you would have been proud of me; but I must confess between ourselves, that the old dragon was a bit of a fool!" It is curious how little children of one country know about the lives and interests of the children of another.
They picked themselves up again in a second, and there they saw the dragon before them, panting after his exertions and filling the cavern with a poisonous-smelling smoke. Helmut and Wolf and Werner stood near the cracks which did the duty of windows, and held their pistols pointed at him.
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