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pay to the daughter the debt owing to the father。 As he had died partly from starvation； sorrow； and work； they wished to prove themselves generous to his daughter； and preserve her from the want and misery which had caused the death of her parents。
But Anna Sophia would be dependent on no one。 To those who came in the name of the villagers to notify her that she would receive from them a monthly allowance； she showed her able hands； her brown； muscular arms； and； raising her sparkling eyes proudly to the new school…teacher； she said； 〃From these alone will I receive help； they shall give me food and clothing； on them alone will I be dependent。〃
She then went to seek work。 The rich burgher of the village would gladly have taken so smart and industrious a girl into his house and paid her handsomely for her services。 But Anna Sophia declared proudly that； though she was willing to work； she would be no slave； that she would sell her hands； but not her freedom。
Another house had been built and furnished for the school…teacher； because there was danger of the old one； in which the Detzloff family had lived； falling to pieces。
Anna Sophia； by the sale of some of the furniture； had bought the old； dilapidated hut for herself。 And there； in her hours of leisure； she lived over the happy past。 There she felt that she was still with her parents； and not alone and orphaned。 In the morning； before leaving her home to go at her daily work； she entered the little garden at the back of the hut； where in the arbor； laden with dark…red blossoms； were the three chairs her father had woven in his idle moments； and the roughly…hewn deal table made by his axe。 She took her seat for a moment upon the chair standing in the centre； and laid one hand upon the one to either side of her Thus she had sat in the past； with her hands clasped in those of her parents。 The Rhine flowed on as melodiously as before in the dim distance； the trees were as green； the flowers and blossoms as sweet； the sky as blue。 There was no change； all around her was as in former days； except these empty chairs。 But Anna had only to close her eyes to see the beloved forms of her departed parents； to feel the pressure of their hands； and to hear them addressing her； in tones which love alone could have uttered； love alone understood。 Then saying aloud； 〃Good…morning； mother！ Good…morning； father！〃 she rose； with closed eyes； from her seat； and hastened from the arbor with the pleasant thought that she was followed by the loving gaze of her parents。 She did not turn once； for then she would have seen that the arbor was empty； and she wished to preserve the sweet delusion to be the brighter and happier at her day's work。 When； during the day； she saw the burgher's wife surrounded by her blooming daughters； she would say to herself； 〃I also have a father and mother at home； and they await me！〃 Then； when her day's work was finished； she hastened with a flying step to her home； whose solemn stillness resounded for her with the dear…loved voices of the past。 Opening the bedroom of her parents； she cried； 〃Good…night； mother！ Good…night； father！〃 Then she climbed up to her little attic； which had been her father's favorite room； and which； when she was with him； he had called a little spot of Eden。 There stood his writing…table； and above it the bookcase； which held her most precious treasures； her father's library。 From the window the Rhine could be seen meandering along the smooth green meadows； finally loosing itself between the distant hills。
Her father had left her this blessed little spot； and hither she fled when her heavy day's work was over。 There of an evening she stood； gazing thoughtfully out into the darkening twilight； and there daily she greeted the rising sun； repeating aloud her morning prayer。 Then with eager hands she took from the book…case one of the large folios。 From these books Anna Sophia drew all her knowledge。 And when； during the long winter evenings； the village girls were busy spinning； she would tell them the stories she had read； no hand was idle； no eye drooping。 She was looked upon as the guardian angel of the village； she knew some remedy； some alleviation for every illness； every pain。 In a sick…room； she was all that a nurse should be； kind； loving； patient； and gentle。 She was beloved by all； and all the village boys sought to gain her hand。 For a long time she would listen to none of them； and flew in terror from those who broached the subject。
How the youngest son of the old shepherd Buschman had finally won her heart； she did not herself know。 It is true； he was the handsomest； best…made boy in the village； but it was not for this that she loved him； for she had known him long ago； and had been perfectly indifferent to him； until within the last few weeks。 Why was it？ Because he loved her so dearly； and had told her he would die if she did not listen to him。 Many others had done and said the same thing； but it had never moved her sensibilities； nor had their threats terrified her。 What； then； had won her cold； proud heart？
The old shepherd had been the occasion of their frequently meeting each other。 For some weeks she had been in the habit； when her day's work was over； of reading to him the daily paper； which the good… hearted burgher always sent to the old man； who had six sons in the king's army； he had given his country six soldiers。
Keeling by his side upon the meadow； Anna Sophia would first read to him； and then talk over the events of the war； and prophesy many a glorious victory。 And then； Charles Henry； who worked on the same farm with Anna； joined them； speaking enthusiastically of the great； heroic king。 In their inspired love for their great sovereign； their hearts had first met； he seemed to her a hero； because he had six brothers in Frederick's army； she saw laurels upon his brow； won by his brothers upon the battle…field。 She loved him for his brothers' sake； and she was proud of being the bride of him of whom it was said； when he passed； 〃It is the old man's dearest childGod preserve him to his father； whose only prop he is！〃 The old shepherd was thinking of all this； as he sat in the midst of his flock upon the green meadow； gazing toward the corn…field in which Anna Sophia and his son were at work。
〃God be praised！〃 murmured the old man。 〃That is the last sheaf； Anna will soon be with me。〃
At last； the happy moment had come。 The old shepherd folded his hands； and a silent prayer arose from his heart for his absent sons。 He then rose from his lowly seat； and whistled to his faithful Phylax to follow。 The flock arrived at the village； and were driven by the dog into the sheep…pen； from which was heard the tremulous bleating of the lambs； who were rejoicing over their dams' arrival。 Father Buschman waited impatiently until the last sheep had entered； and then hastened toward the large farm house to the left of the pen。
Anna Sophia was just leaving the house； paper in hand； and advanced； with a cheerful smile； to meet him。
〃Father；〃 said she； 〃I have the paper； and we are the first to read it。 The good burgher and his wife are in the country； and the overseer allowed me to take it。 But； hear； fat