ibert, who could no longer
refuse his daughter to so wealthy a suitor.

The young wife tried all her arts to solve the mystery of her husband's
wealth, and he was at length about to reveal it to her when he was
suddenly arrested and thrown into prison. Here he was put to torture
by the authorities, who suspected him of robbery, and at length he
confessed that he had found a treasure, while to his wife he confided
the gruesome details, all of which were overheard by his jailers.

He was released, but almost immediately re-arrested on the suspicion
that he had killed a Jew named Abraham, who had amassed great sums
during the wars as a spy. Tortured again, in his extremity he confessed
to the murder and named Heribert as his accomplice, whereupon both men
were sentenced to be hanged. Just as this doom was about to be carried
out a Jew who had arrived from a far country hurriedly forced his way
through the crowd. It was Abraham, who had returned in time to save the
innocent.

But his sin did not pass unpunished, for Konrad died childless; he
bequeathed his wealth to the Church and charities, in expiation of his
sin of having attained wealth by the aid of an evil spirit.

The Miller's Maid of Udorf

Udorf is a little village on the left bank of the Rhine, not far from
the town of Bonn, and at no great distance from it stands a lonely
mill, to which attaches the following story of a woman's courage and
resourcefulness.

Haennchen was the miller's servant-maid, a buxom young woman who had been
in his service for a number of years, and of whose faithfulness both he
and his wife were assured.

One Sunday morning the miller and his wife had gone with their elder
children to attend mass at the neighbouring village of Hersel, leaving
Haennchen at the mill in charge of the youngest child, a boy of about
five years of age.

On the departure of the family for church Haennchen busied herself in
preparing dinner, but had scarcely commenced her task ere a visitor
entered the kitchen. This was no other than her sweetheart, Heinrich,
whom she had not seen for some time. Indeed, he had earned so bad a
reputation as a loafer and an idle good-for-nothing that the miller, as
much on Haennchen's account as on his own, had forbidden him the house.
Haennchen, however, received her lover with undisguised pleasure,
straightway set food before him, and sat down beside him for a chat,
judging that the miller's dinner was of small consequenc