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Updated: May 28, 2025
Underneath the other window was the Jaeger's table. There they sat, gossiping as usual with the Forester's helpers, a herdsman or two, some woodcutters on their way into or out from the forest, and a pair of smart revenue officers from the Tyrol border, close by. Ruth said to the nearest Jaeger in passing: "Herr Loisl, will you play for us?" "But certainly, gracious Fraulein!
"Ja freili! will I play for the gracious Fraulein!" said Loisl, and cut slices with his hunting knife from a large white radish and ate them with black bread, shining good-humor from the tip of the black-cock feather on his old green felt hat to his bare, bronzed knees and his hobnailed shoes. At the table under the beech trees were two more great fellows in gray and green.
When first he came home with Franz to Saueichenwald, I was afraid, for though I loved him not, but loved Franz only, his eyes were ever fixed on me, and he came often to the homestead; even when Franz came not he would be there in the yellow sunshine of the autumn evening by the gate that led to the apple orchard, or at the wicket, where Bertha and I used to stand after coming from the dairy or the hen-house; nor was he unwelcome to the master, who wondered at his shooting and leaping with a pole; nor to the dear mistress, for whom he brought a work-box, all of beautifully carved wood; nor to the little ones, Loisl and Heinrich, to whom he played the fiddle, and whom he taught to dance or showed how the chamois is hunted.
"Loisl Heinrich, thy dear father may yet be here before the tree is lighted; and brings with him a nurse who can she be, think'st thou, Lisba?" "I know not, unless it be one of the deaconesses who go to the hospitals; but is it not possible, dear lady, that it is a comrade, a surgeon of the army, an ambulance officer?"
Thanking them all, with a special compliment to Loisl, the ladies went and stood by some stone steps which lead from the road to the Foerst-haus, just as a young fellow, proceeding up them two at a time, arrived at the top, and taking Mrs Dene's hand began to kiss it affectionately. "At last!" she cried, "and the very same boy! after four years! Ruth!"
"You couldn't go, dearest," murmured Ruth to her mother, "but when papa comes back " "Your father will be delighted to take you wherever there is a probability of breaking both your necks, my dear," said Mrs Dene. "Griffin!" said Ruth, giving her hand a loving little squeeze under the table. Loisl came up with his zither and they all made way before him.
Loisl had stopped playing and was tuning a little, idly sounding chords of penetrating sweetness. There came a noise of jolting and jingling from the road below. Mrs Dene spoke softly to Ruth. "That is the Mail; it is time he was here." Ruth assented absently. She cared at that moment more for hearing a new folk-song than for the coming of her old playmate.
"SO we will hang up the Polichinello that thy dear father sent thee from afar, little Loisl; for who knows but thou and Heinrich, and I, thy mother, may see him yet before the eve of Christmas, and while the snow is on the ground.
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