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Updated: May 14, 2025
A plateful of this beautiful fruit was, as you will see, the cause of some remarkable changes." On the banks of the Rhine, in the pleasant little village of Rebenheim, lived Ehrenberg, the village mayor. He was much respected for his virtues, and his wife was greatly beloved for her charity to the poor.
A better man, he said, could not be found; for when he had visited Rebenheim to make inquiries for the family, although none could tell where they had gone, all were loud in their praise, and the mayor was pronounced a pattern of justice, honor and charity. The count drew out the order, signed it, and gave it to his brother-in-law, who wished himself to take it to Mr.
What a happy feast we shall have there! not like the hasty meal you gave the hussar-officer amid the thunder of cannon and the blazing roofs of Rebenheim. Do not forget to have cherries, dear Caroline, for dessert; I think they will be fully ripe by that time." With these words the colonel hurried away to escape the thanks of this good family, and, in truth, to conceal his own tears.
Coming up, he looked closely at Caroline. "Is it possible," said he, "that you are the daughter of the mayor of Rebenheim? How tall you have grown! I should scarcely have recognized you, though we are old acquaintances." Caroline stood there abashed, looking full in the face of the stranger, her cheeks covered with blushes.
"It must indeed appear incomprehensible to you," answered the colonel, "but do you remember the hussar-officer that one day, after a battle, stood knocking at the door of your father's house in Rebenheim? Do you remember the cherries which you so kindly gave him?" "Oh, was it you?" exclaimed Caroline, while her face beamed with a smile of recognition. "Thank God you are alive!
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