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what gladness he now stretched himself upon his poor couch！how grateful he was to God for this great happiness！how sweet his sleep！how glorious his dreams！
Trenck awaked in the early morning； revived and strengthened。 It was time to prepare for the daily visitationto replace his chains； and take possession of his gravestone。 His eyes accustomed to the darkness soon discovered the broken link of the chain； which he hid in his mattress。 With a piece of his hair…band he fastened the chain to his feet； hung the second chain to the ring upon his waist； and now it only remained to place his hands in the manacles fastened to the iron bar。 He had filed the handcuff from his left hand and that was easy to resume； but it was impossible to force his right hand through the ring； he had succeeded in removing it by a mighty effort the evening before； but it was consequently greatly swollen。 He took again his little piece of stone and tried to file it apart； but every effort was in vain。 Nearer and nearer came the hour of visitation； and if his right hand were free when the jailer came； all would be discovered。 It seemed to him as if he heard already the bolt of the first door。 With a last； frightful effort； he forced his hand in the manacle； his fingers cracked as if the bones were broken； it was scarcely possible for him to suppress a shriek of anguish。 But the danger was even at the door； and the blessing of freedom was not too dearly bought even by this anguish； he bore it with heroic fortitude； and though his whole figure trembled with pain； he conquered himself。 He leaned back breathlessly and almost unconsciously against the wall； and now the bolt really moved； and the jailer； followed by two officers； entered。
The visitation began。 In this small cell； which held nothing but a mattress； a seat built in the wall； and a small table； there was but little to examine。 A fleeting glance at Trenck's chains； which were rattling around him； and the search was over； and the jailer and officers left the prison。 Trenck listened in breathless silence till he heard the bolt of the fifth door rattling； and now life and movement were in his form and features。 It was time to work。 But alas！ it was impossible。 The swollen； blood…red； throbbing hand could not possibly be withdrawn from the handcuff。 He must control himselfmust wait and be patient。 He resolved to do this with a brave heart； in the full conviction that he would attain his liberty。
At last； after three days； the swelling disappeared； and he found he could withdraw his hand without difficulty。 The visit was no sooner over； than his chains fell off。 For the last time！ God grant that for the last time he had heard them clank！
A herculean work was before him； but Freedom was without and awaiting him； and he panted to embrace her。 Seizing his little pocket…knife； he stepped to the door and commenced his labor。 The first door was not difficult； it opened from within。 In half an hour the work was done； and Trenck advanced and extended his hands before him till they encountered another obstacle。 This was the second door。 But here was indeed a weary task。 The door opened on the outside and a heavy cross…bar besides the lock secured it。 It was necessary to cut entirely through the door above the bar； and spring over it。 Trenck did not dispairbravely； unwearily； he went to workthe perspiration fell from his brow and mingled with the blood which trickled from his lacerated hands。 Trenck did not regard it； he felt no pain； no exhaustion。 Freedom stood before the frowning citadel； and awaited his coming。 At last it was achieved； with trembling hands he lifted the upper part of the door from the hinges and sprang into the outer room。
Here light and sunshine greeted him。 Weary months had gone by since he had seen the sunthe soft light of heaven on the fresh green of earthand now all this was his once more。 There was a small window in this corridor； and not too high for him to look abroad。 He turned his eyes； filled with tears of the purest joy； upon the cloudless heavens； he followed with longing eyes the flight of the doves； who moved like a black cloud across the sky and disappeared on the horizon。 He inhaled with long…drawn breath the fresh； glad air； which appeared to him laden with the fragrance of all the flowers of the world。 He gave himself up for a few moments to this first rapturous enjoyment； then conquered himself and examined his surroundings with a thoughtful； searching eye。
He saw that his prison was built against the first wall of the fortress； and was exactly opposite an entrance； before which stood a high palisade； this he must climb before he could reach the outer wall。 But the night was long； and he saw that the guard patrolling upon the wall disappeared from time to time for more than five minutes； he must therefore have some distance to walk before he returned to the same spot。 While his back was turned； must Trenck climb the palisade and wall。
Trenck sprang back upon the floor with a glad and happy heart。 What he had seen of the free； outer world had given him new life。 With cheerful resolution he stepped to the third door。 This was constructed like the first； and gave him but little troubleit was soon opened； and Trenck passed on the other side。
The sun went down； and the twilight obscured his view； as this was completed。 And now his strength was exhausted； and his swollen and bleeding hands； from which the flesh hung in shreds； refused their service。 With inexpressible despair he looked at the fourth door； which opened from the outside； and it was again necessary to cut through the whole breadth of the door in order to advance。
Worn out and trembling； he seated himself near the door and leaned his aching head against the cool wood。 He sat thus a long time； till he felt that his blood was flowing more calmly； and the wild； quick beating of his pulse had subsidedtill the pain in his hands and limbs was quieted； and he had won new strength。 He then rose from the floor； took his knife； and recommenced his work。 He moved more slowly than before； but his work progressed。 It could scarcely be midnight； and half the door was cut through。 The moon shed her peerless rays through the little window and lighted his work； and showed him what remained to be done。 In two hours he would finish； and then remained only the fifth door which opened on the wall； and which Gefhart assured him was not difficult。 In three hours the work would be donein three hours he might stand without； in the fresh； free air of heaven； himself a free and happy man。
With renewed courage and renewed strength； after a short rest； he went again to work。 He thrust his knife into the opening and pressed powerfully against the wood。 Suddenly his hand seemed paralyzedon the other side of the door he heard a light clang； and with a hollow cry of woe； Trenck sank upon the floor。 The blade of the knife was broken and had fallen on the other side。 Now he was lost！ There was no longer hope of escape！ He rushed to the window； would it not be possible to escape in that way？ No； no！ It was not possible to pass through this small opening。
Trenck sank upon his knees before the window and stared into the heav