is a story of the old city of Bregenz that stands
on the shore of Lake Constance, on the borders of
Switzerland, Germany, and that province of Austria
called the Tyrol. A girl of Bregenz left her home and
went to a Swiss village to live. She entered a
household there, taught her master's children, and
tended his cattle. The people were kind to her, and in
time she forgot that she was among strangers. But one
day she learned that the Swiss were planning to attack
Bregenz by stealth. Instantly all her old love of home
awoke. She stole from the house at night, mounted a
horse, and rode to Bregenz, hoping to warn the city
before the Swiss soldiers should arrive. She had to
cross the Rhine, but her steed carried her safely over,
and she reached Bregenz in time.
The brave girl became the greatest heroine of her city;
a picture of her on her charger is carved over the
stone gateway on the hill, and the watchman of Bregenz
calls her name each midnight.
by Adelaide A. Procter
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