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Updated: August 31, 2025
Forest-master Urich was the first of the name in the Odenwald, and his son your great-grandfather was also my great-grandfather on his sister's side of the house. "Your great-grandfather was named Otto, and was an educated and cultured gentleman. Your great-grandmother was named Mary Beyer and was one of four sisters. Your grandfather, also named Otto, was the second son of the forest-master.
There is so much to be seen around this beautiful place that I scarcely know where to begin a description of it. I have been wandering among the wild paths that lead up and down the mountain-side or away into the forests and lonely meadows in the lap of the Odenwald.
They were met by a young man, dressed in the latest-style business-suit, who welcomed them courteously and asked how he could serve them. "Please tell Mr. Stayman that Frederick Heil of the Odenwald wishes to leave an order with his firm," said Mr. Heil. Mr. Stayman appeared immediately, and welcomed them all cordially.
The last ray of sunshine departed the bats began to flit by in the twilight the road grew dimmer and dimmer to the view; and nothing appeared stirring in it but now and then a peasant lagging homeward from his labor. While the old castle at Landshort was in this state of perplexity, a very interesting scene was transacting in a different part of the Odenwald.
Seeing we be quit of this war, let us ride a hunting to the Odenwald after the bear and the boar, as I have often done." Hagen, the false man, had counselled this. "Let it be told to my guests straightway that I will ride early. Whoso would hunt with me, let him be ready betimes. But if any would tarry behind for pastime with the women, he shall do it, and please me thereby."
My great grandfather was a German and a native of the Odenwald country. He married an English lady, and would have lived in England had she not been willing to come to Odenwald which was, in those early days, a wilderness.
The first long stage of his journey over, in headlong flight night and day, he found himself one summer morning under the heat of what seemed a southern sun, at last really at large on the Bergstrasse, with the rich plain of the Palatinate on his left hand; on the right hand vineyards, seen now for the first time, sloping up into the crisp beeches of the Odenwald.
Has your father ever told you of these forest-masters who once inhabited it?" "Yes, he told us that once a member of the consistory came from Hanover to learn of the customs of the people of the Odenwald that he might write an article for publication. Some one had told him that one curious custom was that the fathers whipped their children every morning, and this punishment was to last all day.
It will soon be our vintage-time, and then you must go and see my grapes as they come into the village. I have a 'chasse, too, in the Odenwald; perhaps one day you will be strong enough to go and shoot the 'chevreuil' with me." His good, true heart was trying to make me feel like a welcome guest.
"When I was a little girl living with my family near Michelstadt in the Odenwald, I remember an old woman like an old witch, whose name was Louise, and who was called 'Pfeiffe Louise, because she exhibited pipes for sale in her cottage window, along with the cheap dress-stuffs, needles and threads, and simple toys for children which were her stock-in-trade.
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