Hero Tales and Legends of the Rhine eBook

Lewis Spence
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 381 pages of information about Hero Tales and Legends of the Rhine.

Hero Tales and Legends of the Rhine eBook

Lewis Spence
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 381 pages of information about Hero Tales and Legends of the Rhine.

“I am dying, sister,” she said to her attendant.  “Nevermore shall I see my dear Gerbert—­ah! nevermore.”

“Hush,” murmured the nun gently, “stranger things have happened.  All may yet be well.”  And to divert the dying maid’s attention from her grief she recited tales of lovers who had been reunited after many difficulties.

But Ida refused to be pacified.

“Alas!” she said, “I am betrothed, yet I must die unwed.”

“Heaven forbid!” cried the pious nun in alarm.  “For then must thou join in the dance of death.”

It was a popular belief in that district that a betrothed maiden who died before her wedding was celebrated must, after her death, dance on a spot in the centre of the island whereon no grass or herb ever grew—­that is, unless in the interval she took the veil.  Every night at twelve o’clock a band of such hapless maidens may be seen dancing in the moonlight, doomed to continue their nocturnal revels till they meet with a lover.  And woe betide the knight who ventures within their reach!  They dance round and round him and with him till he falls dead, whereupon the youngest maid claims him for her lover.  Henceforth she rests quietly in her grave and joins no more in the ghostly frolic.

This weird tradition Ida now heard from the lips of the nun, who herself claimed to have witnessed the scenes she described.

“I beseech thee,” said the sister, “do but join our convent, and all will yet be well.”

“I die,” murmured Ida, heeding not the words of her companion.  “Gerbert—­we shall meet again!”

Gerbert, her lover, heard the sad news in his dwelling-place on the shores of Lake Constance, and returned to Oberwoerth with all speed.  A week had elapsed ere he arrived, and Ida’s body was already interred in the vaults of the convent.

It was a night of storm and darkness.  No boatman would venture on the Rhine, but Gerbert, anxious to pay the last respects to the body of his beloved, was not to be deterred.  With his own hands he unmoored a vessel and sailed across to Oberwoerth.  Having landed at that part of the island furthest from the convent, he was obliged to pass the haunted spot on his way thither.  The circular patch of barren earth was said to be a spot accursed, by reason of sacrilege and suicide committed there.  But such things were far from the thoughts of the distraught knight.

Suddenly he heard a strange sound, like the whisper of a familiar voice—­a sound which, despite its quietness, seemed to make itself heard above the fury of the storm.  Looking up, he beheld a band of white-robed maidens dancing in the charmed circle.  One of them, a little apart from the others, seemed to him to be his lost Ida.  The familiar figure, the grace of mien, the very gesture with which she beckoned him, were hers, and he rushed forward to clasp her to his heart.  Adroitly she eluded his grasp and mingled with the throng.  Gerbert followed

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