Andreas Hofer: An Historical NovelMühlbach, L. (Luise)
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Andreas Hofer: An Historical Novel
Mühlbach, L. (Luise)
Hofer, Andreas, 1767-1810 -- Fiction; Tyrol (Austria) -- History -- Uprising of 1809 -- Fiction
"I submit rather silently and obediently to your proposals, for Miss
Eliza would certainly reject all my proposals merely because I make
them."
Eliza burst into merry laughter. "Elza, dearest Elza," she
exclaimed," he calls me 'Miss Eliza!' No sir, let me tell you, a
poor Tyrolese girl like me is no 'miss,' no aristocratic lady;
people call me Lizzie, only Lizzie; do not forget that!"
"People here call her 'beautiful Lizzie,'" said the officer in a low
voice, casting an admiring glance on the young girl.
"That does not concern you, sir," she replied, blushing like a
crimson rose; "you do not belong to the people here, and you must
not call me anything but Lizzie, do you hear? I think the notions
which city folks entertain about beauty are different from those of
peasants like us. We consider the daisy and the Alpine rose
beautiful; though they are but small flowers, yet they suit us.
However, the city folks laugh at our taste, and step recklessly on
our flowers. They consider only the proud white lilies and the large
gorgeous roses beautiful flowers. I do not belong to them, I am only
a daisy; but my Elza likes this daisy and fastens me to her bosom,
and I rest there so soft and sweetly."
She encircled Elza's neck with her arms, leaned her head against her
breast, and looked tenderly up to her with her hazel gazelle eyes.
Elza bent over her and kissed her eyes and white forehead. Ulrich
von Hohenberg looked at them both with a tender, ardent glance; then
he averted his head to conceal the crimson glow suffusing his
cheeks.
At this moment the door opened, and the castellan's overseer entered
with an air of hurry and self-importance.
"Miss Elza," he said, "the wood-cutters have brought wood and are
waiting for a receipt. Besides, the head dairy-woman wishes to see
you about the butter which she is to send to town; and the cattle-
dealer has arrived, and--"
"I am coming, I am coming," exclaimed the young lady, laughing. "Do
you see, Lizzie, what an important person I am? But for me the whole
machine would stand still and sink in ruins. Fortunately, I am equal
to the occasion; and set the wheels in motion, and the machine can
go on. You may stay here and consider how we are to amuse ourselves
to-day. In the mean time I shall regulate our domestic affairs a
little, and when I come back, you will inform me what pleasure you
have devised for us to-day."
"No, Elza, let me go with you," begged Eliza, almost anxiously, "I
shall assist you--"
"You cannot help me outside, Lizzie," said Elza, laughing; "but here
you can take my place and be my cousin Ulrich's companion. Be merry,
my dear children, until I come back!"
She nodded pleasantly to them, took the large bunch of keys from the
table, and swinging it noisily in her hand, skipped through the room
and out of the door.
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