MEETING OF THEOBALD AND ARNOLD.-SEE PAGE 30.
LOVE TO ENEMIES.
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GOTTFRIED AND ERARD-4fRSUIT OF A HORSEMAN-RES-
CUE OF THE WOUNDED CHEVALIER.................PAGE 7
TRAPPINGS OF THE HORSE--MIDNIGHT ARRIVAL-CHA-
RACTER OF THE WOUNDED MAN DISCOVERED-HIS NAR-
RATIVE-FAMILY WORSHIP........................... 17
THEOBALD'S ACCOUNT OF HIS CONFLICT WITH ARNOLD
THE LION-HATRED OF ENEMIES-DISTRESS OF THE
KINDNESS TO AN ENEMY-ARNOLD ARRIVES ALIVE, BUT
WOUNDED-THEOBALD'S AMAZEMENT AT THE KINDNESS
HE RECEIVES.................. ...... .......... ............ 39
ARNOLD'S NARRATIVE OF THE BkTTLE AND WHAT FOL-
LOWED-HILDEGARDE AND THEOBALD'S CHILDREN.... 52
ANXIETIES OF THEOBALD-WORSHIP OF MARY-THEOBALD
INFORMED WHERE HE IS.........................PAGE 66
CHAPTER V .
ARNOLD INFORMED OF WHAT HAS TAKEN PLACE-HIS JOY-
FUL SURPRISE--BSENCE OF GOTTFRIED............... 73
FRIENDLY MEETING OF THE WARRIORS-MUTUAL FORGIVE-
NESS-THEOBALD'S DESIRE FOR INSTRUCTION-RETURN
OF GOTTFRIED-THE BIBLE-LESSON OF LOVE TO ENE-
MlES.... ...... .............. ............ ..... ........ 82
SOTTFRIED AND ERARD-PURSUIT OF A HORSEMAN-RESCUE
OF THE WOUNDED CHEVALIER.
IN the long and bloody war which fol-
lowed the martyrdom of John Huss and
Jerome of Prague,* two hostile armies
met, in 1423, in one of the most beauti-
ful valleys of Bohemia.
The battle commenced towards the
close of day, and continued until after
o Both were burned alive at Constance, by order of
the council held in that city: the first on the 6th of
Iuly, 1415 ; the second on tho 30th of May, 1416.
8 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTFD.
It was then that old Gottfried, accom-
panied by Erard, his grandson, climbed
to the summit of a steep hill, from the
edge of which might be perceived, ir
the depth of the valley, behind a wood
some troops still fighting.
- The old man and the child, (Erard
was scarcely nine years of age,) were sad
and silent. They both looked towards
the plain, and it was with a profound
sigh that Erard at last said, "0, how
good is the Iord, if he has preserved
my father !"
"The Lord can preserve him !" said
Gottfried, with solemnity, "Arnold be-
longs to him; yes, my son, your father
is one of his dear children !"
"But, grandpapa," resumed Erard,
looking at the old man, "do not Chris-
tians also die in battle ? God does not
preserve them all."
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
"If my son has laid down his life for
the Lord," continued Gottfried, "he is
not dead: his soul has gone from this
world to be with his Saviour."
"To be with my good mamma!" said
the child. In heaven with the angels,,
is it not, dear grandpapa ?"
"To be with thy mother, my son,"
replied the old man, drawing the child
towards him. "Yes, in the heaven of
the blessed! It iscthere that all those
who love Jesus go, and your mother
was his faithful servant."
Erard sighed, and exclaimed, "0,
how good will God b.e if he has pre-
served niy father, my good father! 0,
grandpapa, why did you let him go ?"
Erard," replied the old Christian,
"your father would rather not have
fought, he has so much patience and
beneyole.nc in his heart; but then he
10 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
also has courage: he has been sur
"Grandpapa," interrupted the child,
with agitation, and pointing with his hand
towards the plain, under the declivity
of the hill, and in a narrow passage be-
tween the rocks and woods, do you see
those three horsemen ?"
In fact, three armed warriors were
hastening, at the utmost speed of their
horses, towards a thick coppice, which
they entered, and disappeared. The
first seemed to be flying before the two
others, who appeared to be in furious
Gottfried listened, but no sound was
heard; and, a few moments after-
wards, he distinctly saw two of the
warriors come out of the wood and
hasten towards the plain, repassing the
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 11
Alas !" said the old man, groaning,
"they have killed him! They have
dipped their hands in the blood of their
"They have killed him! Do you say
so, grandpapa ? Whom have they killed ?
Is it my father ?"
"No, my son; the first warrior was
not Arnold. But it was a man, and those
are men who have killed him! 0 Lord,
when wilt thou teach them to love one
another ? But let us go to him," added
the old man.
To the dead man !" exclaimed Erard
with affright. "Grandpapa, see! it is
"Come, my child," said Gottfried,
" and fear not. Perhaps he is not yet
dead; an if God sends us to his assist-
ance, will you not be happy ?"
"But, grandpapa, the wood is so
12 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
dark, that I don't see how we shall find
"Well, Erard, I will wait here. Run
to the house, and return immediately
with Ethbert and Matthew. Tell them
that I have sent for them, and let them
bring a torclind the long hand-barrow.
Make haste !"
Erard was soon out of sight, and only
a short time had elapsed before he re-
turned with the two domestics, who.
held each a flambeau and brought
The child trembled while they de-
scended, over the rocks and through the
woods. It seemed to him that he was
about to step in the blood or fall over
the body of the dead man. The flame
of the torches, which wavered in the
evening breeze, now struck a projection
of the rock, which seemed to assume
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 13
the form of a man, now penetrated be-
hind the trunks of the pines, which
appeared like ranks of soldiers. The
imagination of Erard was excited: he
scarcely breathed, and felt his heart
sink when Ethbert, who was walking
before, exclaimed, "Here he is! He
is dead !"
It was a chevalier and a nobleman;
whom Gottfried immediately recognized
by the form of his casque and the golden
scarf to which was suspended the scab-
bard of his sword.
The visor of the casque was closed.
Gottfried raised it, and saw the pale and
bloody countenance of a man, still young,
whose features expressed courage and
He had fallen under his horse, in
whose side was found the point of a
lance which had killed him; and the
14 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
'whole body of- his steed had covered
and crushed one of his limbs. The right
hand of the chevalier still grasped the
handle of a sword of which the blade
Gottfried and his servants looked
on some moments. The light of the
torches shone on the rich armor of the
chevalier and on the gold-embroidered
housing of his horse, and it seemed
as if its brilliancy 'must open his
closed eyes and re-animate his motion-
Erard kept close to his grandfather
and a little behind him. He wept
gently, but not with fear-it was with
grief and sorrow,-and he repeated, in
a low voice, "They have killed him!
The wicked men!"
"Perhaps he still lives," said Gott-
fried, kneeling and placing his ear to
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 15
the chevalier's mouth. "Raise him!
Loose him !" exclaimed he, rising hastily.
He is not dead !"
"He is not dead! he is not dead !"
repeated Erard; and he began with all
his little force to push the body of the
dead horse, which the three men raised,
and from beneath which they at last
disengaged the leg of the chevalier. It
was bruised against a stone which had
torn the flesh, and the blood was flowing
from it copiously.
"Water!" cried Gottfried, unlacing
the armor of the chevalier and taking
off his casque, which one of the do-
mestics took that he might fill it with
water from the foot of the rocks.
Meanwhile the benevolent old man
had laid the chevalier on the ground,
upon the housing of his horse and his
own garment, which he had taken off;
16 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARIED.
he supported his head wiih one hand,
and with the other lightly rubbed
his breast, to revive the beating of
At last the servant brought water.
Gottfried bathed and cooled with it the
face and head of the chevalier, who,
after a few moments, sighed, and half-
opened his eyes.
"Almighty God," exclaimed Gott-
fried, thou hast revived him! 0, may
it be for thy glory !" Amen !" said his
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 17
TRAPPINGS OF THE HORSE MIDNIGHT ARRIVAL--CHA-
RACTER OF THE WOUNDED HAN DISCOVERED-HIS NAR-
THE dear and sensible Erard was de-
lighted. He laughed, he wept, he look-
ed at the chevalier, whose cheeks had
recovered some color, and asked him,
softly, whether he lived, and whether
he heard and saw them.
"Where am I ?" asked the chevalier,
faintly, turning his eyes towards one of
With God and with your brethren !"
replied Gottfried, taking one of his
hands. "But say no more now, and
may God aid us !"
It was necessary to transport the
warrior to the dwelling of Gottfried, and
the passage was long and difficult.
18 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
Gottfried first spread upon the litter
some light pine-branches, over which he
placed the housing of the horse and his
own outer garments, those of his ser-
vants, and even that of Erard, who
begged him to take this also; then, after
the old man had bound up the bruised
limb between strong splinters of pine,
which he had cut with the blade of the
chevalier's sword, and which he tied
with his scarf, he laid the warrior on the
branches, while two robust servants care-
fully raised and bore the litter towards
the summit of the hill.
"And the poor horse!" said Erard,
at the moment when his grandpapa, who
bore the flambeaux and the sword of the
chevalier, began his march.
You will return to-morrow morning,"
said Gottfried to his servants, and
take off the trappings. As to the body,
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 19
the eagles and the crows must devour
it. Come, and may God guard and
strengthen us !"
The chevalier had recovered his senses.
He saw himself in the hands of friends,
and doubted not that the old man was
a supporter of the cause he had himself
It was not until midnight that the
convoy reached the house of Gottfried.
The journey was made slowly, and more
than once the master had desired his
servants to rest.
The bed of the old man himself re-
ceived the wounded knight, on whom
Gotfried, who was no stranger to the
art of healing wounds and fractures,
bestowed the most judicious cares, and
beside whom this devoted Christian
passed the remainder of the night.
"Go and take some rest," said he to
20 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
Erard and the domestics, and may our
God and Saviour keep your souls while
his goodness gives you sleep !"
Erard embraced his grandfather,
Ethbert and Matthew bent before him
respectfully, and Gottfried remained
alone, in silence, near the bed, which
was lighted by a little lamp, through a
curtain which concealed it.
"You have saved me !" said the
chevalier to the old man, when all was
quiet in the house. "May the Holy
Virgin recompense you."
It is then one of our enemies !" said
Gottfried to himself, as he heard this
prayer. "0 God !" said he in his hbrt,
" make thy charity to abound in me !"
"I am your friend," replied the old
man, affectionately, "and God himself
has granted me the blessing of being
useful to you. But, I pray you, remain
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 21
silent, and, if possible, sleep a few mo-
Gottfried needed to collect his
thoughts, and to ask God for his Spirit
of peace and love. He had already sup-
posed, at sight of the chevalier's shield,
that he belonged to the army of the
enemy; but he had just received the
certainty of it, and "perhaps, perhaps,"
said he to himself, "I have before me
one who may have killed my son !"
The old man therefore spent the mo-
ments not employed beside the chevalier
in praying to God and in reading his
gospel of grace.
The knight slept peacefully towards
morning, and on awaking showed that
he was refreshed. "If it were not,"
said he, "for my bruised limb, I would
.ask for my arms. 0, why am I not at
the head of my men?"
22 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
Gottfried sighed, and as he gave the
warrior some drink, said, in a low voice,
"Why do men hate and kill each other,
invoking the name of Him who died
to save them ?"
"But," exclaimed the warrior, in a deep
voice, "are those who despise and fight
against the holy Church Christians ?"
At this moment Erard half opened
the door, and showed his pretty curly
head, saying, "Grandpapa, has the
wounded man been able to sleep ? I have
prayed God for him."
"Much obliged, my child," said the
chevalier, extending his hand to him.
" Come! do not fear; approach. 0, how
you resemble my second son! What is
your age and name ?"
"I am called Erard," replied the child,
giving his hand to the chevalier, "and
I shall soon be nine years old."
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 23
"That is also the age of my Rodolph,"
pursued the chevalier. "Alas! they
will think me dead! Those villains!
those cowards! Did they not see that
I had no lance, and that my sword was
"Go, my child," said Gottfried.
"Let the table and the books be
prepared. I will soon come and pray
to God with you. Call all the ser-
"Will you also pray for me ?" asked
the chevalier. "If you will, pray also
for my dear Hildegarde and our five
children. 0, when shall my eyes see
"Is it long since you left them?"
"It is a week," replied the chevalier,
with firmness. "I learned that the
intrepid Arnold --
24 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
"What Arnold ?" asked Gottfried,
"Arnold the Lion, as he is called,"
said the warrior, and one of the chiefs
of these rebels." (Gottfried turned pale
and raised his eyes to heaven.) "I
learned that this audacious Arnold had
joined his camp, and I felt that my duty
called me immediately to the field. I
therefore left my family and my house,
and have slAwn the rebels that my arm
and my heart are as strong as ever."
SHave you encountered this Arnold ?"
asked Gottfried, hardly daring to aksk.
SHave I encountered him !" cried the
chevalier. And who but myself could
"They are waiting for prayers,' said
Erard, opening the door. "Dear grand-
papa, will you come ?"
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 25
The old man followed the child, and
his tearful eyes soon rested on the Book
Grandpapa, you are weeping !" said
Erard, approaching the old man. "What
is the matter ? Are you suffering ?"
"Listen to the word of consolation,"
said Gottfried, making the child sit down;
"and may the Spirit of Jesus himself
address it to our hearts."
He read then from the book of Psalms,
and said a few words on resignation to
the will of God, and in his humble
prayer supplicated God to remember the
chevalier and his family, and to bless
him in the house whither he had been
brought in his mercy. Amen! Amen F"
repeated all the servants.
26 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
THEOBALD'S ACCOUNT OF HIS CONFLICT WITH ARNOLD
THE LION-HATRED OF ENEMIES-DISTRESS OF THE
"You are pious people," said the
chevalier to Gottfried, in the afternoon of
the same day, and while Erard was
present. "Religion is a good thing."
"One who loves Jesus is always hap-
py," said the child.
"Let them love Jesus !" replied the
warrior. "But this is what I heard
last evening, when I was about to fight
"I pray you," said Gottfried, do not
talk any more now; it will increase your
"I do not suffer," replied the chevalier.
"This leg is very painful, it is true;
but it is only a leg," added he, smiling.
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 27
"Ought I to make myself uneasy
about it ?"
"You fought with a lion, then, last
evening ?" asked Erard, with curiosity.
"Was he very large and strong ?"
Gottfried would have sent Erard away,
for he feared for him the story of the
chevalier; but the latter asked that he
might be allowed to remain. "Erard
must become a man," added he. "My
children know what a battle is. Let
Erard then not be afraid at what I am
about to say.
"My name is Theobald," continued
the chevalier, "and from my earliest
youth I was surnamed the iron-hearted,
because I never cried at pain, and never
knew what it was to be afraid. My fa-
ther, one of the powerful noblemen of
Bohemia, accustomed me, from my ear-
liest years, to despise cold, hunger, thirst
28 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
and fatigue; and I was scarcely Erard's
age when I seized by the throat and
strangled a furious dog that was spring-
ing upon one of my sisters.
War has always been my life. This
has now lasted nearly four years,
and my sword has not been idle.
The Hussites and the Calixtans have
SAt these words Erard, who was sitting
beside the bed of the chevalier, rose and
went to a window, at the farther end of
"I had spent some weeks with my
family, when I learned that the enemy
was approaching, and that one of their
principal chiefs had just joined them.
This chief was the Lion.
Those who followed the doctrine of John Huss
against the Church of Rome. The Calixtans, in par-
ticular, maintained that in the sacrament the cup or
chalice should be given to the people.
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 29
Erard, rising. Grandpapa, perhaps
"Be silent, my son," said Gottfried.
"Our camps had been in sight of each
other two days," continued Theobald,
"when we decided at last to attack
them; and last evening the combat took
It had lasted more than three hours,
when I caused a retreat to be sounded,
in order to suspend, if possible, the con-
flict, and myself to terminate the day
by a single combat with the most valiant
of the enemy's chieftains.
Our troops stopped, retired, and I
challenged the Lion, who, without delay,
left the ranks aid advanced alone to
meet me." (Gottfried leans against a
table, and rests his head on his hand.)
He was a man younger than myself,
and of noble appearance. His sword
30 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
was attached to a scarf of silver and
azure, and from beneath his casque, the
visor of which was raised, escaped curls
of light hair.
"Grandpapa !" exclaimed Erard, run-
ning towards Gottfried, was it not -?"
"Be quiet, Erard," said his grand-
father, ordering him to sit down.
" Should a child interrupt an older per-
son who is speaking ?"
"This chevalier," resumed Theobald,
"advanced towards me, who had also
left the ranks, and when all was ready,
stopped his horse, and said to me, mildly,
but with a deep and manly voice, Jesus
has shed his blood for us: why would
you shed mine? I wil defend myself,"
added he, pulling down his visor and
holding out his shield, "but I will not
These words affected me, I confess,
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 31
and I was on the point of withdrawing,
when, fixing my eyes on the shield
which he presented, I saw that golden
"It was he! yes, it was he!" ex-
claimed Erard, sobbing and flying from
"This boy," said Theobald, "is still
a child, and the idea of bloodshed in-
spires him with fear."
"Ah !" said Gottfried, "his father is
also in the army, and this narrative gives
him anxiety on his account. You did
not then spare this warrior ?"
"I have told you: the sight of the
chalice awoke my fury, and exclaiming,
Defend thyself, I took my sword with
both hands, and with a single blow dashed
aside his shield and cleft his helmet.
"But my sword broke; and .at the
moment when the Lion fell -- "
32 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
Gottfried, with terror. Did Arnold
then fall ? Was Arnold killed ?
"So perish all who hate the Holy
Church! (Gottfried conceals his face in
his hands.) But as soon as I had struck
him, his soldiers precipitated themselves
upon ours, and five of their chevaliers
threw themselves upon me and sur-
rounded me. I had no arms: I had laid
down my lance to combat with the Lion,
and my sword was broken. I could yet,
with the fragment that remained, repulse
and strike down three men; but I was
alone, my people were themselves sur-
rounded, and I saw that I must perish.
It was then that I fled. (0, how I regret
it! But the cowards! they did not give
me even a sword !) Yes, I fled towards
the forest, hoping to find there a branch
with which I could arm and defend my-
self; but my horse stumbled over the
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 33
roots, in consequence of which I fell
"The rest you know. I owe my life
to you; and you have taken care of me
like a father."
"Arnold is then dead !" cried Gott-
fried, without perceiving that the chev-
alier had finished his narrative.
"Do not regret it," replied Theobald.
"He was an enemy of our faith; one
of those ferocious Taborites,* who deny
the Holy Father and demolish sacred
"And it was you," continued Gott-
fried, it was you yourself who struck
him, when he refused to draw his sword
"It was not I, it was the Holy Virgin,
A name assumed by the Hussites, under the com-
mand of John Ziska, after having built a fortress
which they called Tabor, near the city of Bechin,
34 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
who overthrew him It was she to whom
I had devoted my sword, and it was in
her service that it was broken. It is
thus she consecrated it. May she bless
you also,-you who, for love of her, re-
ceive me as a son !"
Gottfried had nothing to say in reply.
He wished to pour out his tears before
the Lord, and left the chevalier, to whom
he sent the faithful and prudent Ethbert.
"Sit down," said Theobald to the
domestic, "and tell me who is this
Prince of peace, of whom you spoke to
me, last night. Was it not you who
bore me hither with another servant,
and who, leaning towards me, when we
passed the threshold of this house, said
to me: May the Prince of peace him-
self receive you ? Who is this Prince ?
Is it thy master, this venerable and mild
old man ?"
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 35
Jesus is the Prince of peace," re-
plied Ethbert ; "for he is love, and love
does not war against any one."
"Jesus! did you say, is the Prince
of peace! But is he not with us who
Support his cause, and who yet fight
Ethbert. The cause of Jesus is the
gospel of his grace. His cause is-not
supported by the sword and lance; but
is defended by truth and love.
Theobald, surprised. Your words,
Ethbert, are sermons. Where do they
Ethbert. He who is acquainted with
God speaks the word of God; and God
is love. God will not revenge and kill
with hatred. God pardons and bestows
Theobald, agitated. You would say,
perhaps, that God is not with me, be-
36 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
cause I avenge myself of my enemies.
Have they not deserved my hatred?
Ethbert. Love your enemies," saith
God to those who know him. "Avenge
not yourselves," he says again to his
Theobald, still more astonished. Your
words trouble me. Is it then a crime
to destroy an adversary ?
Ethbert. Cain rose up against his
brother Abel; and it was because the
works of his brother were good, but his
own were evil. The Christian does not
hate. The Christian does not avenge
Theobald. Am I then not a Christian ?
Ethbert, mildly and respectfully. He
who is of Christ, walks as Christ him-
self walked. Christ went from place
to place doing good; and it is Christ
himself, who says to his Church: Love
THEOBALD, THE IRON HEARTED. 37
one- another. He who loveth is of
Theobald was silent. These words:
" He who loveth is of God," had touch-
ed his" heart, and he was affected and
humbled. Ethbert was also silent, secret-
ly asking of God to enlighten and soften
the heart of the chevalier, for which
Matthew and himself had already prayed
more than once.
At last Theobald said, slowly, "It is
not, then, like Christians, for men to hate
and war with each other? And yQt
these impious men deserve to be burned;
and are not those who imitate them the
enemies of God and of the Church ?"
It is no Christian," replied Ethbert,
who kindles the fire that consumes a
friend of Jesus; and this Huss and
Jerome, who were, delivered to the
flames, loved Jesus."
38 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
Theobald. But did they not blaspheme
the Holy Church ?
Ethbert. He who loves Jesus does
not blaspheme his name; and the name
of Jesus is written on the Church of
Jesus. No, no: the Christian does not
hate or revenge himself; and he blas-
phemes neither his God nor the Church
It is enough !" said Theobald to the
servant. "Leave me-I have need of
repose and silence.:" and the servant
Meanwhile Gottfried had retired into
his room, and, like David, wept and
sobbed before the Lord, repeating, with
bitterness,. "Arnold my son Arnold !
Thou art no more! thy father will
never more see thee on earth !"
THEOBALD, THE IO0N-HEARTED. 39
I)NDNESS TO AN ENEMY-ARNOLD ARRIVES ALIVE, BUT
WOUNDED-THEOBALD'S AMAZEMENT AT THE KINDNESS
ERARD heard the voice of his grand-
father, and ran to throw himself in his
arms, exclaiming, The wicked man!
the wicked man !-he has killed my
father! God has not preserved him,
grandpapa! My father is dead !"
"Adore God, my son !" said Gott-
fried, overcoming his grief, "and do not
murmur! Especially, my son, do not
grow angry, and do not hate !"
"But, grandpapa," replied Erard, with
anguish, "it was he who was struck!
It was my father whom he killed !"
No, my son; the warrior killed one
whom he fancied an enemy, Erard!
Theobald believed himself serving God,
40 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
and doing a holy work, in killing a Ca-
He then does not love Jesus-this
poor chevalier !" exclaimed the pious
child. "0, grandpapa, how unhappy
he must be !"
SYes, my son--very unhappy !F~ re-
plied Gottfried. "Do not hate him,
therefore, but pray to God for him.
Was it not God who conducted him
hither-and was it not that we might
speak to him of Jesus, and that we
might love him-yes, Erard, that we
might love him, for the sake of our Sa-
"But," exclaimed the old man, rising
and advancing towards the window of
his room, what is this ? What do I
see in the distance, toward the rocks, at
the entrance to the wood ?". Erard
looked also, and was sure that he saw
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 41
men. "Yes-soldiers! exclaimed he;
"for I see their helmets glisten. There
are many of them, grandpapa! Are
they coming to kill us also, because we
love Jesus ?"
"Yes," continued the old man, with-
out replying to the child; "they are,
indeed, soldiers. But they are march-
ing slowly, and it would seem--Ah,
my child! they are our. own warriors;
and it is my son-it is the body of
your father-that they are bearing. 0
God of mercy, support us at this hour !"
"I dare not see him!" exclaimed
Erard, running after. the old man, who
hastened to the road. Grandpapa,
hide me hide me, I pray you! "
"Here is some- one coming to us,"
said Gottfried: and at the same time,
and in the opposite direction, Matthew
and Ethbert ran out of the house, from
42 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
which they had perceived the convoy;
and' all together hastened to meet a
warrior, who advanced, waving a scarf,
and exclaiming, Praise God! Arnold
is living !"
Gottfried staggered, and his servants
received him in their arms, where he
remained weak and motionless. Erard
embraced him, sobbing.
The soldier, all out of breath, reached
them, and taking- the cold hands of the
old man, said, Joy, my dear lord!
Bless God! your son is living! Here
he is! Come, come; he desires your
presence-he calls for you !"
Grandpapa, he is calling for you !"
repeated Erard, approaching the pale
countenance of the old man. "Do not
weep any more. Come, come quickly,
and embrace him !"
"0 the kindness of God the mercy
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 43
of Jesus!" said Gottfried, as he re-
covered; "Arnold is living! He is re-
stored to me !"-and leaning on the
arms of his servants, he walked to meet
the. approaching troops.
My father !-my son !" was soon
heard. "Let us bless God! I am re-
stored to you. He has preserved my
This was Arnold-who had just per-
ceived his father and his child, and was
making an effort to glorify the Lord
He was lying on five lances tied to-
gether, which ten warriors sustained by
five other lances passed across beneath.
A shield and some cloaks supported the
head of Arnold, while a company of
soldiers followed and guarded their chief.
Gottfried embraced his son, and
blessed the name of the Lord: but after
44 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
Erard had also manifested his tender-
ness, the strength of the chief did not
allow him to speak any more; and it
was in quiet and in silence that Arnold
was borne into the house, then laid in a
chamber adjoining that in which Theo-
SThe latter had fallen asleep, after
Ethbert left him; and when he awoke,
all was tranquil around him. The war-
riors, after having taken some nourish-
ment, had returned to their camp, and
Arnold was sleeping beneath the eyes
of his happy father, and of Erard, who
repeated incessantly, in a low voice,
."D, how good the Lord is! He has
preserved my father !"
"This is a singular house," thought
Theobald. "What kindness, what be-
nevolence, and, at the same time, what
seriousness and solemnity, even down
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 45
to this child! How they speak of God,
of Jesus, and of heaven! But, am I
mistaken? No: not one among them
has named either the Holy Virgin or
"Can it be possible !" added he, after
long reflection. "Perhaps I am in the
family of a Hussite, one of those Calix-
tans whom I abhor. N'o, no! They
would hate me also-for they know
now who I am-and perhaps I shall
see no more of the love and interest
they have shown me.
"But," said he again, here is some-
thing here that I cannot comprehend.
I must inquire and inform myself."
Gottfried had returned. His coun-
tenance was serene; and it was with
affectionate cordiality that he inquired
of the chevalier if he was refreshed by
46 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
"I am as quiet as possible," replied
Theobald; "though this limb pains me
some, and I am slightly feverish. 0,
if I could only learn the welfare of my
family! What keen anxiety must tor-
ment my wife and my dear children!
For it will be published in the' two
camps that the Iron-Hearted has been
"Reassure yourself!" said Gottfried.
"I have attended to that. I have
caused the army to be informed that
you are living and comfortable. But
they are ignorant of your retreat. We
shall also hav& as soon as to-morrow,
Certain intelligence of your family. Do
not agitate yourself, therefore; but be
patient, and await the Lord's will-for
he alone reigneth."
In fact, Gottfried, at the moment of
the departure of the soldiers, had placed
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 47
in the hands of their captain, a letter,
to be read on the way, in which, under
the seal of secrecy, he confided to him
all that concerned Theolld, and charged
him to send ihe intelligence to his fami-
ly; but concealing the place where he
was. He also requested of the captain
that a messenger might bring back some
reply from the family, as soon as pos-
Angel of goodness!" exclaimed
Theobald, with profound emotion, which
he was. almost ashamed to display,
" your love confounds me! I have
never seen such up to this day. Whence
do you derive it? Who gives it to*.
you all ?-for you all have the same
God is love !" said Gottfried. "And
if we know him, if he has revealed
his love to us, ought we not also to
48 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
love one another? Is it not in this,
before everything else; that his image
Theobald. His image! The image
of God! These words were never be-
fore spoken in my ears. I have never
thought that I myself might bear the
image of God. Who has suggested
to you this 'unheard-of and sublime
Gottfried. Was it not for this that
the Son of God purchased us by his
blood? Was it not that his Spirit
might renew and sanctify us, to the re-
semblance of God our Father ?
Theobald, (leaning his forehead on
one of his hands.) Purchased by his
blood! Renewed by his Spirit! What
does that mean ? These are, I am sure,
the things of God, of heaven; but.they
are hid from my eyes. I do not under-
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 49
stand them. Repeat them, I pray
Gottfried. Is it possible that the
sacrifice of Jesus can be unknown to
you? Do you not know, then, that
the Saviour has shed his blood on the
At this question, Theobald drew from
beneath his tunic of fine linen a little
crucifix, which was suspended from his
neck by a chain of gold, and after having
kissed it, showed it tb Gottfried.
"Well, then," said the old man, since
you wear upon your person a representa-
tion of this sacrifice, why do you not
rejoice in what He has done for us?
Yes; why do you not glorify him who
loved us with such a love ?"
"But I have not yet merited it,"
said Theobald, casting down his head,
50 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
"Merited it!" exclaimed Gottfried.
"Is Jesus, think you, a Saviour, if his
salvation is not a gift ?"
Theobald looked at the old man a
long time in silence, and at last said,
"This thought has never before occurred
to me. If Jesus is a Saviour, you say
his salvation is a gift. What a faith!
Is that your religion ?"
Gottfried. I am by nature a wicked
man, like all others, but my soul reposes
upon Jesus; and I desire to love him,
because he has loved me, even unto
dying for my sins. His blood has
washed my soul; I therefore know that
I am saved. Can I love him enough
for such grace --
"Some one knocks at the door," said
Theobald; and on the permission to
enter, Ethbert announced that the
hour for supper approached, and that
THEOBALD, THE IRON- HEARTED. 51
his master was expected to attend
"You will not forget me !" said Theo-
bald, extending his hand to Gottfried.
"Go and may God himself be with
me as he is with you! I have much,
much to think of."
52 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
ARNOLD'S NARRATIVE OF THE BATTLE AND WHAT FOTr
LOWED--HILDEGARDE AND THEOBALD'S CHILDREN.
PRAYERS were held in Arnold's room.
His wound was severe, but not danger-
ous, and his heart needed to hear his
father thank God for the great deliver-
ance which he had granted him.
It was carefully concealed from the
two wounded men, that they were so
near each other. The father did .not,
therefore, pray for Theobald, to whom
neither himself nor any person made
the least allusion. It was from Arnold
that his father was to learn all that con-
cerned him; and it was not until the
next day, and in the afternoon, that
Gottfried, having summoned Erard and
Ethbert, listened with them to the nar-
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 53
rative of his son. Matthew remained
with the chevalier.
"You know, my father," said Arnold,
"that I went forth against my will.
Ah, what a denial of faith, to make war
in the name of the religion of Jesus!
But I thought my presence would con-
trol certain spirits, and that I might,
*perhaps, even prevent a conflict between
the two parties.
"I communicated mly sentiments to
some true friends of the Saviour, who.
had repaired to the camp with the same
intentions as myself; and we often as-
sembled together, in my tent, to arrange
our plans, and especially to pray to God.
But the number in favor of peace
and forgiveness of injuries was too
small, and all our efforts were useless.
The only thing we could obtain was,
that we should not be the first to attack,
54 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
and that, at the first signal of truce, we
should cease fighting.
"For myself and brethren, we had
pledged ourselves before God to limit
ourselves to defense, and to use our
arms only to protect our own lives, but
not to strike our enemies.
"We had learned that Theobald, one
of their chieftains, the lord of Rothen-
wald, a strong castle in the neighbor-
hood, and who, for his indomitable cou-
rage, as well as the inflexible firmness
of his manners, has been surnamed The
Iron-Hearted,' had arrived at their camp,
breathing only retaliation and revenge.
We knew, besides, that his wife, the lady
of the castle, named Iildegarde, was
very hostile to the cause of the gospel,
and had even treated harshly two of our
brethren, who had been taken prisoners
by Theobald, in a preceding action, and
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 55
to whom the hatred of his wife had
been cruelly manifested.
Nevertheless, my brethren and my-
self had all a sincere desire to pray to
God fervently for the welfare of Theo-
bald and his men. Alas, he has been
killed! He is dead! He has gone to
give an account of his soul to God.
Poor, poor Theobald !"
Here Erard, who was seated beside
his grandfather, laid his hand on his
knee and looked at him with a knowing
expression. His grandfather placed his
finger on Erard's lips, and kept it there,
as if to enjoin upon the child the great-
est secrecy; and Erard, with a sigh,
turned his eyes again upon his father.
"But it was he, it was Theobald, who
commenced the combat. He ordered
his troops forward; and, himself ad-
vancing in front of ours, who had also
56 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
formed themselves in battle array, he
provoked us, calling us heretics and in-
fidels, whom Heaven had already cursed,
and whom the Holy Virgin, he said, was
about to crush beneath her feet.
"We did not reply; and the conflict
which then took place, soon became ter-
rific. We were almost equal in num-
ber, and well armed. But neither of us
had that powder of sulphur and fire
which strikes and kills the most valiant,
even by the most cowardly hand.
We, therefore, fought hand to hand;
and those of us who only defended our-
selves, disabled several men, by the ex-
treme fatigue which we caused them in
warding off all their blows.
I do not know whether the Iron-
Hearted perceived this;. but toward
evening, about sunset, he sounded a re-
treat. At that instant, our army, ac-
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 57
cording to our decision, paused, and we
thought the conflict was over; but it
was only suspended, that Theobald might
send me a challenge to fight single-
I immediately advanced, and heard
my brethren say, 'Arnold, may God
preserve thee! We pray for thee !'
"Theobald, with closed visor, ap-
proached me. Our horses neighed, while
the two armies each uttered a cry, only
a space necessary for the combat being
left between them.
I advanced, and in the profound si-
lence which surrounded us, said aloud to
Theobald, Jesus has shed his blood for
us. He sees us from heaven; he bids us
love one another. Why, Theobald, will
you not hear him ? Why will you shed
my blood, and, if you can, take my life ?'
"'Perish the infidels!' replied the
58 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
Iron-Hearted, approaching me and bran-
dishing an enormous sword.
"'Well, then, I am ready for you,'
I exclaimed, drawing down my visor
also. 'Let God be our judge I will
defend myself-but I will not strike.'
"On saying these words, I held up
my shield and fixed myself firmly in
the stirrups of my saddle. We had
both laid down our lances, and were
armed oilly with a sword-mine was
still in its scabbard.
"It seemed to me that Theobald
trembled, when I spoke to him of the
love of Jesus; but as soon as I had
raised my shield, he became furious, and
seizing his sword with botl hands, he
urged his horse against mine, and struck
me on the head with all his force, so that
I was overthrown and my casque cleft
by the blow.
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 59
"See in this, my father, the hand of
God; for it was thus that he saved my
life. When I came to myself, I was in
a cottage, in the midst of a wood, and
surrounded by three of my brethren,
who had transported me thither. My
wound was stanched; I did not suffer
much, and my soul was in perfect peace.
I was able to sleep a little towards the
latter part of this night-alas, so fatal
for the unfortunate" Theobald and his
"To his men also ?" asked Gottfried,
almost betraying the secret of his heart.
Ah the vengeance of our soldiers,
I was told, was terrible! As soon as
they saw me fall, they threw themselves
furiously upon the enemy. Theobald,
they said, was overwhelmed by num-
bers and killed in a thick wood, whither
he had fled. His troops were repulsed
60 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
and routed, and many lives lost; and
about midnight a soldier came from one
of the chieftains, to tell us that they
were about to seize on the fort of Roth-
"Then my heart was moved. I
thought of the wife and children of the
unfortunate Theobald, and I entreated
one of my brethren, a captain, in great
favor with his chieftain, to bear to the
latter a letter which I wrote, notwith-
standing my great weakness, in which
I earnestly requested, as a personal
favor, that he would allow the wife and
family of Theobald to be conducted
safely from the chateau. I told him
that their lives were precious to me;
and that, since I could not myself be
their protector, I committed this charge
to him, in the name of the Lord Jesus.
"My friend immediately set out, after
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 61
having received from me particular m-
structions as to the house to which he
should himself conduct the lady of the
castle and her children; and towards
day-break, I received from this brother
the message, that my wishes had been
received and regarded as commands,
and that the whole family of Theobald
was in safety."
"Dear papa," said Erard, taking his
father's hand and covering it with kisses,
"you have done as the Saviour com-
manded-' Do good to them that hate
"My son," replied Arnold, "it was
my duty, and I glorify God for.having
made it easy for me. Rothenwald is
now only a smoking ruin. It was pil-
laged, then burnt. 0, my poor soldiers,
how deluded they have been! 0, how
far -are they still from comprehending
62 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
that religion of Jesus which they pro-
fessed to defend !"
"But, my dear Arnold," asked Gott-
fried, "how were you restored to me ?
Who brought you here P'
It was, truly, the hand of God, my
father. I was in the cabin of the wood-
cutter, with the two friends who never
left me, when the wood-cutter's daugh-
ter came running in, alarmed, to tell us
that a numerous. company of soldiers
were advancing towards the wood, and
appeared to be in search of the house
where I was concealed. 'Here they
are !' she exclaimed. 'They are coming
to kill you! 0, may God save you!'
But these soldiers were of our own
party, and came to carry me to some
other place. Their captain was known
to me: he was a man who feared God
and protected his servants. I expressed
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 63
to him the ardent desire I had to be
with you, my father; and my request
was granted. The wood-cutter wished
to make me a litter; but the soldiers
cried, Our lances and our arms are the
Lion's!' And you have seen how these
brave people accomplished their work
of love and honor.
"My two brethren insisted upon ac-
companying me: I opposed them. 'Go !'
said I; hasten to your own families:
for many hearts are in anguish on your
account.' They embraced me; they
committed me to the care of the faith-
ful captain, and to our God; and our
God himself has preserved me, and
brought me to you."
"And Hildegarde, and her children ?"
asked Gottfriel, with lively interest.
"Thanks to God, I have been.able
to send them to the house of your sister,
64 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
my worthy and pious aunt, at Waldhaus.
Her dwelling is at a safe distance; and
her heart has received this unfortunate
mother and her five orphans, as you,
my father, would have welcomed them
yourself. A messenger from my aunt
reached me, while I was on my way
hither, and I know that all is well.
Alas! as well as it can be for a widow,
suddenly driven from her home, de-
spoiled of all her property, and who, I
fear, knows not yet the peace and
strength which are from God."
"The thoughts of the Almighty,"
said Gottfried, rising, "are not our
thoughts, and his ways are not our
ways! His mercies are over all his
works, and his judgments are a great
deep Remain quitt, then, beneath
his hand, and let his Spirit teach you
to wait. He can 'make the wilderness
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 65
a pool of water, and the dry land springs
of water.' So his holy word declares;
and this word, saith Jesus, is truth."
Thereupon the old man embraced his
son. "I have received thee from God,
the second time, dear Arnold," said he,
"and it is a new and great joy to my
heart. Happy the son," added he, with
emotion, "who has been to his father
only a subject of gratitude to God."
Arnold pressed the hand of his father,
who went out with Erard. Ethbert was
left with Arnold, and upon Gottfried's
order, revealed to him cautiously all
which concerned Theobald, to whose
room the old man now went,
66 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
ANXIETIES OF THEOBALD-WORSHIP OF MARY-THEOBALD
INFORMED WHERE HE IS.
"No news yet?" asked, the chevalier,
sadly; "and the night has come, and
a long day has also passed! Matthew
led me to hope the speedy arrival of the
express; but he does not come: and I
know not why, I experience in my
heart oppression and anguish. 0, who
will tell me what has become of Hilde-
garde and my children? But what
have I to fear? Rothenwald is im-
pregnable, and should all our enemies
surround it, is it not under the pro-
tection of Our Lady ? Who shall con-
quer it ?"
He who dwelleth in the secret place
of the Most High," said Gottfried, shall
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 67
abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
Happy is the man who makes, his
refuge in the shadow of his wings, until
his calamity be overpast."
"Your confidence is then in God
alone!" replied Theobald. "You do
not even name the Holy Virgin !"
"It is because slie did not create me,
nor does she keep me alive. This wo-
man, blessed as she has been, did not
purchase me with her blood, and is only
a creature of God. What dependence
can I place upon a creature ?"
"But," said Theobald, "if God made
the queen of heaven and the angels, and
if all power has been given them-- "
"Chevalier !" exclaimed Gottfried, "it
is Jesus-it is the Eternal Son of the
Father-it is the King, sitting on the
holy mount .of Zion-who says these.
words, applying them to himself, 'All
68 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
power has been given to me in heaven
and on earth.' Beware then, for the
love of your soul, of attributing this
authority to a woman, to whom, when
she forgot that she was in the presence
of her son, Jesus said, reproachfully,
'Woman! what have I to do with
Upon this, Gottfried approached Theo-
bald, whom he looked, at affectionately,
as he pressed his hand, saying, "May
God himself be with you, and strengthen
your heart! To-morrow, certainly, we
shall have news of your family, and we
know it will be good news, since it will
be the will of God: and God, Theobald,
Gottfried went out, and Matthew
came to sit with the chevalier, whom
he was to take care of during the night,
and to whom he had orders to say a
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 69
few words about Arnold and his ar-
The night rolled away, and Theobald
could not sleep. He was suffering, and
sometimes groaned, and the name of
Hildegarde was.continually on his lips.
Matthew did hot cease to pray to
God-in his heart, that he would visit
this soul in mercy; and as the chevalier
exclaimed, how my heart aches !"
Matthew approached him, and said, "My
lord is suffering. What can I do for
"Ah, Matthew !" replied Theobald,
"it is my heart that suffers. It seems
to me that it will break."
If my lord," said Matthew, gently,
"could weep, it would surely relieve
"Weep !" exclaimed Theobald, look-
ing at Matthew; "weep, do you say?
70 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
I do not know what it is. I have
never wept. Shall the Iron-Hearted
become a woman ?"
"' Jesus wept!' is written in the
Gospel," replied Matthew. "And our
good Saviour is .our. pattern in all
"You weep, then, here ?" said the
chevalier, -with visible interest; "for
here you do in all things like Jesus ?"
Matthew, (humbly.) At least, we
desire to. Our pious lord-
Theobald. Gottfried is then a noble-
Matthew. My master is the Count
Theobald, (with agitation.) The
Count of Winkelthal, Matthew? Ar-
nold, the Lion, was then his son ? Am
I then, indeed, in the house of his fa-
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 71
Matthew. Arnold is the only son of
my master; and he is not dead!
"Not dead!" exclaimed Theobald,
extending his hands to the domestic.
"Tell me, Matthew,. are you sure of
Matthew. Arnold is living. God
has preserved. him, and he is here; he
is near you-yes, in the room adjoining!
"Now I can weep !" said Theobald,
putting his hands over his face, and
Matthew approached him with emo-
tion, and Theobald, passing his arm
around the neck of the servant, leaned
his head upon his bosom, weeping
abundantly, and saying,
Have pity on me, Matthew. My
soul is overwhelmed !"
0, my lord !" said the Christian to
him, "it is God himself who has visited
72 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
you and who calls you. Fear not; and
let your tears flow before him."
"Matthew! dear Matthew !" said
Theobald, clasping his hands; "pray to
God for me !"
Matthew knelt beside the bed of the
chevalier, and poured out his soul in
prayer. Theobald was still weeping
when the servant rose; and it was only
by degrees that he became composed,
and at last fell asleep.
TBEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 73
ARNOLD INFORMED OF WHAT HAS TAKEN PLACE-HIS JOY-
FUL SURPRISE--ABSENCE OF GOTTFRIED.
So passed the night in the chamber of
Theobald. Arnold had slept quietly.
.Ethbert did not at first speak of Theo-
bald; and it was not until morning,
after his master had awakened and had
with Ethbert lifted his soul to God in
prayer, that the servant pronounced the
name of Rothenwald, lamenting the ruin
of that beautiful and splendid dwelling.
"It is the Lord !" replied Arnold:
"'He casteth down and he raiseth up,
and his judgments are over all the
earth.' But what bitterness for the
wife, alas! for the widow of the unfor-
tunate Theobald! Imprudent man! why
did he flee? Would it not have been
74 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
better for him to have submitted to
numbers, and been taken prisoner ? He
would now be living, and his house
would not have been burned !"
"Did his pursuers say," asked Eth-
bert, "that he was dead ?"
Arnold. They were two of our cheva-
liers; and I was informed, that their
intention was to seize him; that they
called to him repeatedly, and at last, in
the wood, pierced his horse with a lance,
that they might 1e able to take him
prisoner; but they declared that, in fall-
ing, the horse had crushed his rider,
who had been killed immediately by
striking his head against a rock. Such
was their ,account. The Lord knows
whether it was so; but Theobald has
perished. Poor widow Sorrowful and
My lord would then have defended
THEOBALD, THE IRON-IEARTED. 75
him," said Ethhert, feelingly, "had he
*been able ?"
Arnold, (with warmth.) I would
have preserved his life at the peril of
Ethbert. The life of your enemy ?
Arnold. Does Ethbert forget the
word of his God ? Or, does he not yet
know that "if we love those who love
us," we act only like publicans and men
of the world ?
Ethbert. Arnold, the Lion, will, there-
fore, bless the Lord, when he learns that
the Iron-Hearted was not killed, and
that he was taken, a living man, from
the spot where he fell.
"Ethbert! is that the truth ?" said
Arnold, seizing the arm of his servant.
"It was I, my lord, who held the
torch which illuminated the dark forest,
and it was between the trunks of the
76 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
oaks and pines that I saw first a horse
extended on the motionless body of a
Arnold. And this warrior-
Ethbert. Was Theobald! Yes, my I
lord, it was he who had just, as he
thought, struck your death-blow.
Arnold. And who directed your
steps thither, at night ?
Ethbert. God, himself. 0, what a
work of his wonderful love! Yes, God
himself guided your noble father and
your son to the Stag Cliffs at the mo-
ment when Theobald, flying before the
two chevaliers, passed through the de-
file of the wood; and your father sum-
moned Matthew and myself to descend
there with him.
Arnold, (with adoration.) My father!
sent from God to the murderer of his
son ? How wonderful are the ways of
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the Most High! But, Ethbert, did you
not say that he was dead ?
Ethbert. We thought so. But your
pious and benevolent father, my lord,
knelt, touched the supposed corpse, and
exclaimed, "He is not dead !" and aided
by our hands, disengaged him. He ex-
tended him on the mossy ground, called
for water, bathed and refreshed the pale
countenance of the chevalier; his life
returned, and your father glorified God.
"Theobald is living!" said Arnold,
lifting towards heaven. his eyes filed
with tears. "0, who will make it
known to his wife and children ?"
Et.hbert. Your father, my lord, com-
missioned the captain who brought you
here, to inform them of his safety; but
she is still ignorant of the asylum of
"And where is he?" asked.Arnold.
78 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
Ethbert turns, and pointing to one
side of the chamber, says, Behind that
wall, my lord-Theobald is in your
Arnold clasped his hands, praying,
and blessing God. Erard, who had
just entered softly, approached him, and
said to him, with tenderness, "Good
papa, have you slept well? It is I,
papa !-It is your little Erard! Will
you not embrace-me ?"
my son," said Arnold, placing
on6 hand upon the shoulder of his child,
"if you knew how good the Lord is!"
0, yes, dear papa," said Erard;
"God is good-since he has preserved
"And he has also preserved Theo-
bald," added the father.
"Theobald, papa !-the cavalier who
was dead! and whom grandpapa, by
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the goodness of God restored! Do you
know him ?"
Erard looked at Ethbert, as if to
know whether he might continue; and
his father, who saw this look, said to
him, "Yes, dear child-I know him;
and I know that God has confided him
to our care. 0, Erard, remember that
even an enemy has a claim on our
Yes, dear papa," continued the child,
"and, like the good Samaritan, we should
love him and bind up his wounds.
Papa, that is what grandpapa did the
other night, in the wood. 0, if you
knew how afraid I was at first! Think,
papa-a dead man !-blood !
"But now this chevalier is so good
to me! I have just been to see him
with Matthew; and he wept as he em-
80 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
"Theobald wept, and embraced you,
my son !" asked the father.
Erard. Yes, dear papa; and even
said to me, placing his hand on my
head, May the God of thy father bless
thee, and make thee resemble him !"
Arnold, (much affected ) Erard, did
he say that to you?
Erard. Yes, dear papa; and when
I was coming away, he called me back,
and giving me this flower, said to me,
" Erard, go to your father and tell him
that Theobald sent this :' and he wept
much. Here it is, dear papa. I did not
dare to give it to you at first, because I
did not know whether Ethbert --
"Embrace me, my child," said Ar-
nold; "and go, and tell my good father,
that I entreat him to come to me."
Erard. O, dear papa, grandpapa
would have come before-but he went
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away in the night, with two servants,
in a carriage.
Arnold. My father went away in
the night, Erard! And do you know,
and can you tell me where he is gone ?
Erard. No, papa. Only he said,
when he set out-for I was awake and
heard him-" Go by way of the heath:"
He is then gone to Waldhaus," said
Ethbert; since the heath is on the
direct road to the chateau."
These are the fruits of Christian love!
It is active, fervent, and does not put
off until to-morrow the good that may
be done to-day. Sure and powerful
consolation was necessary for the heart
of the wife and mother whom God had
afflicted, and the servant of the God of
consolation" was hastening, in his name,
to Hildegarde, whom he hoped to bring
to him whos*death she was deploring.
82 THEOBALD, THE. IRON-HEARTED.
FRIENDLY MEETING OF THE WARRIORS-MUTUAL FORGIVE E'
NESS-THEOBALD'S DESIRE FOR INSTRUCTION-RETURN
OF GOTTFRIED-THE BIBLE-LESSON OF LOVE TO ENE-
ARNOLD did not at first reply to Eth-
bert. His mind was troubled; but
having sent away his son, he said to
the servant, "Ethbert, God has given
you wisdom. Go, therefore, now, to the
chevalier, and bear him, in the name of
the Lord, the salutation of Arnold. You
will also say to him; that my great desire,
my true and cordial desire, is to come to
him. But say nothing of my father."
Ethbert'entered the chamber of Theo-
bald, who said to' him, as soon as he
saw him, Ethbert, I have not yet seen
your master to-day. Is he sick ?"
"My master," said Ethbert, "is not
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now in the castle. But, my lord, you
must know that God is now displaying
his goodness -"
Theobald. To me, you would say,
Ethbert. I know that Arnold is living;
that he is here; that he is near me.
Ethbert. And my lord knows also
that a disciple of Christ can love even
an enemy ?
Theobald. I was ignorant of it; but
I have learned it here. Ethbert, do
not fear to tell me all. Do you know
whether Erard carried to his father a
Ethbert. I know that his father
blessed. God when he received it, and
that the desire of his soul is that the
Baron of Rothenwald-
Theobald. Say, simply, Theobald-
and you may also say, his friend, his
"humbled and repentankfriend.
84 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
Ethbert, (respectfully.) The father
of Erard says to the chevalier Theobald,
that the cordial desire of his heart is to
visit him, without delay.
"Arnold Arnold !" exclaimed the
chevalier; "do you hear my voice ?
0, why can I not come to you, and ask
your pardon ?"
"Theobald," was heard through the
partition, "I am coming! Ethbert!
The domestic immediately went out,
and Theobald remained, with his eyes
fixed on the door, until he heard the
steps of Arnold and of his servant.
Then his heart failed him, and he
covered his face with his hands, while
Arnold entered, and approached the bed,
beside which he sat down, saying, 0,
Theobald! I must give way to my joy!
It is beyond my strength. May God
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support us at this hour!" At these
words Ethbert left the room, saying,
"It was I-it was I who struck
you !" exclaimed Theobald, bathing with
tears the hands with which he had
covered his face. "Arnold, it was my
sword that made this still bleeding
wound! Pardon! pardon! in the name
of God alone! Arnold, forgive! 0 for-
give one who would have been your
"And let our tears and our hearts
mingle," said Arnold, rising, and em-
bracing Theobald, topless this great
God who sees us and who has brought
me to you !"
To me !" exclaimed Theobald, look-
ing at Arnold, and coloring. Ah, that
bandage! that wound !"-and he began
again to weep.
86 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
"But for this wound," replied Arnold,
with energy, "would you be here, and
would Theobald ever have been my
"Yes, thy friend, noble and charitable
soul!" repeated Theobald. "You said
to me, Arnold, when I advanced to kill
you, 'Why would you shed my blood
and take my life ?' To-day, here is my
blood and my life! It belongs to you.
I call God, who now hears me, to wit-
S0, how wonderful are his ways !"
said Arnold. "What an admirable Pro-
vidence has uled us-you, the Iron-
Hearted, and me, the Lion !" added he,
smiling. "Did the Baron of Rothen-
wald think, three days since, that he
would be lying in the bed of the Earl
of Winkelthal, and peacefully smiling at
the words of a Calixtan ?"
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 87
Theobald reddened: this last word
had surprised and disturbed him; and
it was only by controlling the secret in-
dignation of his soul, that he said, I
did not know that peace and charity
entered these lofty towers and innu-
merable battlements. I had been told,
Arnold-and I believed it-that im-
piety alone made its dwelling here."
"No, Theobald-it is not impiety;
it is the word of the Lord, and tMe love
of Jesus, we trust, which directs and
consoles our hearts."
Theobald. Yours! yes: I believe it;
for I see it hourly. But these Taborites,
Arnold-this ferocious and cruel Ziska
-do they know the name of Jesus--
they who persecute the Holy Church ?
Arnold. You have seen them only
at a disnnce, Theobald; and you do not
even suspect that it was for the cause
88 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
of Jesus and for his holy gospel that
John Huss ended his days at the stake.
Theobald, (surprised.) Were not this
Huss and his friend Jerome infidels ?
Arnold. Ah, Theobald! was thatJohn
Huss an infidel, who, when the sen-
tence that condemned him to be burned
was read to him, immediately threw
himself on his knees, exclaiming, "0,
Lord Jesus, pardon my enemies! Par-
don them, for the love of thy great
mercy and goodness ?"
Theobald, (affected.) Arnold! did
John Huss, indeed, speak thus ?
Arnold. He did John Huss knew
Jesus, and, like Jesus, prayed for his mur-
derers. No, Theobald; he who loves-
who loves unto death, and who can pray
for his executioners-is not an infidel.
".0, Hildegarde! Hildegarde !" ex-
claimed Theobald, groaning; "what
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 89
hast thou done, and what have I done!
Poor prisoners! What injustice !"
Arnold. Your heart is oppressed,
Theobald; some sorrowful remembrance
The chevalier was about to reply,
when a noise was heard at the door,
which was opened by Gottfried, holding
Erard by the hand.
"Here they both are !" said the old
man to the child. "Look, Erard, and
see whether the chevalier hates thy fa-
ther. See, if what Ethbert told me was
"This dear child," added he, "had
some fears for his father: for he knows
Theobald, (with tenderness.) Come,
then, Erard, and give me your hand.
Come, my child, and also pardon me.
0, how I need pardon from every heart
90 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
here! Say, Erard, will you not forgive
Erard, (giving his hand to the cheva-
lier.) I love you much, since my fae
their loves you.
Well, my son !" said Gottfried. Go
now to Ethbert, and tell him to be in
readiness to accompany me."
.Theobald. Shall you leave us again?
Will it be for many hours ?
Gottfried. It is on your behalf, cheva-
lier, that I must now act. The express
which we expected, did not come, and I
feared that my message had not reached
your dear Hildegarde. I, therefore, went
myself to tell her of your welfare.
Theobald. Is it possible! 0, tell
me if all is well with her!
Gottfried. Thanks to God, Hilde-
garde and her precious children are
well-very well. She has been very
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 91
anxious until last night. My message
did not reach her until then; and her
express, who did not start until day-
break, was detained on the way. I
met him, and bring you more than he
would have said himself.
Theobald. She knows, then, that her
husband is with the Count of Win-
Gottfried. Hildegarde knows that
her husband is with his friends, and
she blesses God. with us.
"Theobald," added Gottfried, "there
should ae- no difference between us.
Jesus wiilmnite us by his grace."
Theobald. As he has already done,
has he not? The old father, after
having bound up with his trembling
hands the wounds of a stranger-of an
enemy-afterwards to bestow all the
treasures of his kindness, and more than
92 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
paternal charity, on him whose hands
he supposed to be stained with the
blood of his son! 0, may this Jesus,
who makes us love, reveal himself in
my soul also Arnold, my dear Ar-
nold teach me to know him!
"Theobald," replied Arnold, "he who
desires to know Jesus is no longer a
stranger to his love."
Theobald. And yet, my true friends,
how far am I still from that charity
which flows in your hearts like a river!
You have pardoned eyen me; and you
can love, pity, succor, and console your
enemies! Arnold, it is to'kildegarde
that your father is going-to her who,
shall I tell you ? caused the eyes of
two of your brethren to be put out!
Arnold. No, Theobald, no; you could
not have done that!
Theobald, (with a groan.) 0, what
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was our injustice !-our cruelty! (He
weeps.) And when their eyes were
pierced, they stretched out their hands
on all sides, saying, "Where are you,
lord of Rothenwald, that we may take
your hand and pardon you in the name
of Jesus !"
Gottfried, (with solemnity.) Theo-
bald, these two blind men are now with
me; they knew, last evening, who was
the chevalier brought here from the
forest, and they have already prayed
God for you many times! They have
even asked Ethbert to assure you of
their sincere love, before God their Sa-
Theobald. O, withdraw from me !-
leave me! I am stained with blood!
God of heaven, how severely hast thou
Arnold. Is that to say, Theobald,
94 THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED.
that you believe us to be better and
more charitable than God ? Rash and
blind man that you are You see, that,
by his grace in our hearts, we can for-
get and forgive an injury-an offence;
and through the same grace of the same
God, show mercy and love to our ene-
mies,-you see that, you are affected
by it, you admire it; then, when you
look towards that God who teaches his
children to be charitable or merciful,
you see only an angry Judge---an im-
placable avenger-an enemy, about to
strike you Theobald, do you compre-
hend your mistake ?
"But, Arnold," resumed Theobald,
with humility, "by what right, wicked
as I am, can I ask God to pardon me ?"
"By the right," replied. Gottfried,
taking from among his books a Bible,
which he placed on Theobald's bed,
THEOBALD, THE IRON-HEARTED. 95
"yes, by the right that every man,
every sinner has, who reads and be-
lieves the word of God, to receive its
precious invitations and promises.
Theobald, (laying his hand on the
Bible.) Tell me, my friends, is it by
reading and believing this Bible that
you learned to love your enemies ?
Gottfried and Arnold, (together.)
Theobald. I will then read it also;
and, if God enables me, I will believe
it .for, if men have called me the Iron-
Hearted, I need now that God should
soften my heart and make me his child-
his ransomed one; and that his Spirit
should teach me, like you, my noble
friends, to imitate Jesus, in pardoning
injuries and loving those who hate me!