She snatched up her bundle and ran after him. He was small, stiff in
his movements and evidently had very little strength. She soon caught
up with him and knocked his hat off to induce him to stop. He really
wished to do so, but he was confused with shyness and fled with still
greater speed. She ran after him and began to pull at his game-bag.
Then he had to stop to defend it. She fell upon him with all her
strength. They fought, and she threw him to the ground. “Now he will
not speak of it to any one,” she thought, and rejoiced.
At the same moment, however, she grew sick with fright, for the man who
lay on the ground turned livid and his eyes rolled inwards in his head.
He was not hurt in any way, however. He could not bear emotion. Never
before had so strong and conflicting feelings stirred within that
lonely forest dweller. He rejoiced over the girl and was angry and
ashamed and yet proud that she was so strong. He was quite out of his
head with it all.
The big, strong girl put her arm under his back and lifted him up. She
broke the heather and whipped his face with the stiff twigs until the
blood came back to it. When his little eyes again turned towards the
light of day, they shone with pleasure at the sight of her. He was
still silent; but he drew forward the hand which she had placed about
his waist and caressed it gently.
He was a child of starvation and early toil. He was dry and pallid,
thin and anaemic. She was touched by his faintheartedness; he who
nevertheless seemed to be about thirty years old. She thought that he
must live quite alone in the forest since he was so pitiful and so
meanly dressed. He could have no one to look after him, neither mother
nor sister nor sweetheart.
The great compassionate forest spread over the wilderness. Concealing
and protecting, it took to its heart everything which sought its help.
With its lofty trunks it kept watch by the lair of the fox and the
bear, and in the twilight of the thick bushes it hid the egg-filled
nests of little birds.
At the time when people still had slaves, many of them escaped to the
woods and found shelter behind its green walls. It became a great
prison for them which they did not dare to leave. The forest held its
prisoners in strict discipline. It forced the dull ones to use their
wits and educated those ruined by slavery to order and honor. Only to
the industrious did it give the right to live.
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