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to bis  astoni/shment,  that  Uis  beard  bad  grown  at  least a foot
                          longer than it used to be.  He began to think that both himself
                          and the  whole  world around  him  must  be  bewitched ;  yet  he
                          knew that the mountain he just came from was the Kyffhauser,
                          and he  likewise rccogniscd the houses, with their gardens,  and
                          the  village-green,  and  he  heard  several  boys  say,  in  answer
                          to  the  question  of  a  way~farer,  that  the  place  was  named
                          Sittcndorf.
                             His mind  half misgave  him  as  he  entered  the  village  and
                          made his way to  his  cottage, which he  found  almost  in  ruins.
                          An old and  ill-conditioned dog lay in front  of it, who  growled
                          and  showed  his  teeth  when  Peter  called  to  him.  He went
                          through the opening that was once closed by a door,  and  found
                          al!  within  so  desolate  and  empty,  that  he  staggered  like  a
                          drunken  man,  as  he  went out by the back  door, calling on his
                          wife  and  children hy  their names ;  but no one heard him,  still
                          less did any familiar voice  answer him.
                             Preseniiy, a crowd of women and children gathered round the
                          strange old  man with a  grey  beard, and  all  inquired  what  he
                          wus seeking.  It  seemed  so  monstrous  to  ask  after  his  own
                          house, and  what had  become of his  wife and children, that*  in
                          order to rid himself  of  their importunity, be inquired for Kurt
                          Steffen,  which  was  the  first  name  that  happened to  occur  to
                          him.  The bystanders  looked  at  each  other in silence, till  at
                          length a woman,  well stricken in years, said :
                             “ It is  now twelve years since  he went  to live  in  Sachsen-
                          burg, which you won’t  be able to reach to-day/'
                             u And  where’s Velten  Meier?"  inquired  Peter.
                             “ May the  Lord help  him  ! ”  answered  an  old  crone,  who
                          was leaning on her crutch, L' he has been  bedridden for the last
                          fifteen years,"
                             The  bewildered  Peter shuddered  as  he  now recollccted  his
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