ternoon is devoted to work. After dinner, for the first time,
this man of eighty-two enjoys some rest and recreation until eleven,
at which hour he retires.

In personal appearance, Von Moltke is tall, thin, and slightly
stooping. On horseback, however, he straightens up, and bears
himself as erect as a man of thirty. His close-shaven face is much
wrinkled, and his profile somewhat reminds one of that of Julius
Caesar. He never appears in any other than a military dress; and is
often seen walking alone in the Thiergarten at Berlin, his hands
clasped behind him and his head bent forward, after the manner of
the great Napoleon.

Von Moltke married, some years ago, an English girl many years
younger than himself. She died suddenly in 1868; and this event cast
a shadow over all his later life. He has always since worn a sad and
thoughtful face. He often visits his wife's grave in the country;
and on the mausoleum which he erected to her memory, he has caused
to be engraved the sentence, "Love is the fulfilling of the law."

The rest of the evening was spent in rehearsing Black Forest tales,
one of the most interesting of which we give here.

SCRATCH GRAVEL; OR, THE ENCHANTED HEN.

Queer stories, as well as tragic ones, are related of the Black
Forest; and one of the most popular legends of enchantment, the Hen
Trench, is as absurd as it is amusing. Children like this story, for
among German children the industrious and useful hen is something of
a pet. Where, except in Germany, did there ever originate an heroic
legend of a _hen_?

The main line of the Baden railway runs southward towards Freiburg,
amid some of the most picturesque mountain scenery of the Black
Forest. The second station is Buehl, from which a delightful
excursion may be made to Forbach and the Murg Valley.

Here may be seen the extensive ruins of the old castle of Windeck,
which was destroyed in the year 1561, about which a very remarkable
story is told.

The old lords of Windeck were very quarrelsome people. They had feud
after feud with the neighboring lords, and were continually at war
with the Prince Bishops of Strasburg.

[Illustration: FOUNTAIN AT SCHAFFHAUSEN.]

Queer times were those, and queer relations existed between the
Church and State. The Lord of Windeck was at one time kidnapped by
the Bishop of Strasburg, and confined in a tower three years,--a
thi