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Title: Legends of the Rhine
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Guerber, H. A. (Hélène Adeline), d. 1929
Subjects: Folklore -- Rhine River Valley Legends -- Rhine River Valley Mythology, Germanic Rhine River Valley -- Description and travel
Publisher: New York : A.S. Barnes
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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what had become of him, theyfound the lord of Oberstein lying dead at the foot of thealtar. A beautiful smile lingered upon the face, which, fur-rowed by repentant tears, had never smiled since the daywhen a violent outburst of anger had blasted all his life. The peasants buried him at the foot of the altar, in thechapel he had hewed out of the rock in penance for hiscrime. This chapel, duly consecrated, was further enlargedin the fourteenth century, and is now the parish church ofOberstein. The traveler can still see the part which washewn by the penitent lord. RUDESHEIM.Wow* A FISHERMAN once paused at Rlidesheim to pray at theshrine of St. Nicholas. For the first time in his life he wasabout to encounter the dangers of the Bingerloch, which hiscompanions had described so vividly as to fill his simpleheart with nameless fear. Oh, good St. Nicholas, he prayed, if you will onlyguide me safely over, I will give you a taper as tall andthick as the mast of my vessel. •*,-.•^ VI - •(
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GERMAXIA. National Monument. Niederwald. RUDESHEIM. 241 Strengthened by this prayer he re-entered his vessel,pushed away from the shore, trimmed his sail, and was soongliding over the dreaded waters. But the Bingerloch wasas smooth as the most placid lake. The boatman lookedaround him in wonder and then exclaimed: Fool that I was to believe my companions tales of theBingerloch, and to stop and pray at St. Nicholas shrine ! Iwont give him the big taper I promised, but a two-pennydip ! Scarcely had these words left his lips, however, than thesmooth waters became rough, and the gentle breeze changedinto a hurricane. The little bark, caught in the terribleeddy, was whirled about and suddenly sucked down into thevortex with the boatman and all his crew. Since then the vows made at St. Nicholas shrine havebeen scrupulously paid, for all the river boatmen are afraidof suffering the fate of their sacriligious companion. 1bans JBroemser. VERY near the city of Riidesheim, which is principallyre

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