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that accrued from this act may not be misplaced here. The city of Cologne formally complained to the emperor of Germany, the brave and wise Rudolph von Habsburgh, of this outrage; and the archbishop was cited before the imperial tribunal to answer the accusation. But he denied

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all participation in it; and, as there was direct proof against him, by reason of the hasty execution of his accomplices, he was legally exculpated. Morally, however, he was not: for no one not even the emperor himself, belie

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ved in his innocence. He never afterwards entered Cologne. Failing in various unsuccessful attempts to obtain the mastery of the city, principally by underhand means, he was again made prisoner, in a battle between the burghers and their allies, and his troops; and only liberated through the intercession of his ancient friend, Albertus Magnus. He died of mortified pride and disappointed ambition, A. D. 1275.

UDORF.

THE MILLER'S MAID.

There is a lonely mill, close by the little hamlet of Udorf, near the Rhine shore, between the villages of Hersel and Ursel, on the left bank below Bonn. This mill is said to have been the scene of the following story; which, whether it be regarded as an instance of presence of mind in a female, or as a special interposition of Providence, is equally remarkable and worthy of attention.

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It was on a Sunday morning, ages long ago," that the miller of this mill, and his whole family, went forth to hear the holy mass at the nearest church, in the village of Hersel. The mill, which was also his residence, was left in charge of a servant-girl named Hannchen, or Jenny, a stout-hearted lass, who had long lived with him in that capacity. An infant child, of an age unfit for church, was left in her charge likewise.

The girl was busily employed in preparing dinner for the return of her master and his family, when who should enter all of a sudden but an old sweetheart of hers, named Heinrich Bottelor. He was an idle, graceless fellow, whom the miller had forbade his house; but whom Jenny, with the amiable perversity peculiar to her sex, only liked, perhaps, all the better because others gave him no countenance. She was glad to see him, and she told him so too; and, although in the midst of her work, she not only got him something to eat at once, but also found time to sit down with him, and have a gossip, while he despatched the food she set before him. As he ate, however, he let fall his knife.

"Pick that up, my lass," said he, in a joking way, to the good-natured girl.

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'Nay, Heinrich,' she replied, "your back should be more supple than mine, for you have less work to make it stiff. I labour all day long, and you do nothing. But, never mind! 'twould go hard with me an I refused to do more than that for you, bad though you be."

This was spoken half sportively, and half in

good earnest; for, kind-hearted as the girl was, and much as she liked the scapegrace, she was too honest and industrious herself to encourage or approve of idleness and a suspicious course of life in any one else, however dear to her. She stooped down, accordingly, to pick up the knife. As she was in the act of rising, bowever the treacherous villain drew a dagger from under his coat, and caught her by the nape of the neck, griping her throat firmly with his fingers to prevent her screaming the while.

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"Now, lass," he said, swearing out a bad oath at the name time; "where is master's money? I'll have that or your life; so take your choice." The terrified girl would fain have parleyed with the ruffian, but he would hear nothing she could say.

"Master's money, or your life, lass!" was all the answer he vouchsafed to her entreaties and

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adjurations. "Choose at once, was the only

alternative he offered her "The grave ог the gold!"

She saw that there was no hope of mercy at his hands; and, as she saw it, her native resolution awoke in her bosom. Like the generality of her gentle sex, she was timid at trifles: a scratch was a subject of fear to her; a drop of blood caused her to faint; an unwonted sound filled her soul with fear in the night. But when her energies were aroused by any adequate cause she proved, as her sex have 1 ever done, that in courage, in endurance, in presence of mind, and in resources for every emergency, she far surpassed the bravest and coolest men. 'Well, well, Heinrich!" she said, resignedly;

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"what is to be, must be. But if you take the

along with ye. This any more. But ease

money, I shall even go will be no home for me your gripe of my neck a little-don't squeeze so hard; I can't move, you hug me so tight. And if I can't stir you can't get the money, that's clear, you know. Besides, time presses; and if it be done at all, it must be done quickly, as the household will shortly be back from Hersel.

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The ruffian relaxed his gripe, and, finally, let go his hold. Her reasons were all cogent with his cupidity.

66 Come, she said; "quick! quick!-no delay. The money is in master's bedroom.

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She tripped up stairs, gaily as a lark; he followed closely at her heels. She led the way into her master's bedroom, and pointed out the coffer in which his money was secured.

"Here," she said, reaching him an axe which lay in a corner of the room; "this will wrench it open at once; and, while you are tying it up, I shall just step up stairs to my own apartment, and get a few things ready for our flight, as well as my own little savings for the last five years."

The ruffian was thrown off his guard by her openness and apparent anxiety to accompany him. Like all egotists, he deceived himself, when self-deceit was most certain to be his destruction.

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"Go, lass," was all he said; "but be not long. This job will be done in a twinkling. She disappeared at the words. He immedia

tely broke open the chest, and was soon engaged in rummaging its contents.

As he was thus employed, however, absorbed in the contemplation of his prey, and eagerly occupied in securing it on his person, the bravehearted girl stole down the stairs on tiptoe. Creeping softly along the passages, she speedily gained the door of the chamber unseen by him, and likewise unheard. It was but the work of a moment for her to turn the key in the wards and lock him in. This done. she rushed forth to the outer door of the mill and gave the alarm.

"Fly! fly!" she shrieked to the child, her master's little boy, an infant five years old, the only being within sight or sound of her. "Fly! fly to father! fly on your life! Tell him we shall all be murdered an he haste not back! Fly! fly!"

The child, who was at play before the door, at once obeyed the energetic command of the brave girl; and sped as fast as his tiny legs could carry him on the road by which he knew his parents would return from church. Hannchen cheered him onward, and inspirited his little heart as he ran.

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"Bless thee, boy! bless thee!" she exclaimed, in the gladness of her heart; an master arrive in time, I will offer up a taper on the altar of our blessed Lady of the Kreutzberg, by Bonn."

She sat down on the stone bench by the mill door to ease her over-excited spirit, and she wept, as she sat, at the thoughts of her happy deliverance.

"Thank God!" she ejaculated, 66 thank God for

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