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"I go to push my fortune with your turbulent border chiefs; and if, in the strife that will soon convulse this land, thou meetest Konrad of Salzberg, look well to thyself!" "Go thy way, and God be with thee!" replied the earl. "Thou art the first who hath bent a dark brow on a lord of Bothwell under his own roof-tree."
Not even the King could contest its genuineness. "Where is this Dr. Salzberg?" The innkeeper leaned against the side of the fireplace, staring into the flames. "He is dead," briefly. "Who was he?" "Her late Highness's court-physician. Oh, have no fear, Herr; this new-found Princess of yours will come into her own," with a bitter smile. "And why have you kept silent all these years?" I asked.
Here, his head resting on his arm, he sits by a granite block, through which, in the lapse of time, his red beard has grown. Here he will sleep until the ravens no longer fly around the mountain, when he will awake to restore the golden age to the world. Another legend tells us that the great Barbarossa sits, wrapped in deep slumber, in the Untersberg, near Salzberg.
Ill, indeed, would it have fared with the newcomers had not Konrad of the Salzberg, the young captain of the crossbowmen of Bergen, ventured forth on the raging sea at the peril of his life, and piloted their vessel into safety.
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