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CHAPTER XXII. 



THE OESTER BERG. 



AT noon I started for Partenkirchen, and walked 

 straight to the forester's house to report myself. He 

 was not a little surprised at my good fortune. Then, 

 before going up the Oester Berg where Neuner had 

 seen two chamois lately, I went to the inn to get some 

 bread, a few lumps of sugar, in case I should wish to 

 make a glass of grog, and a couple of eggs for mixing 

 with my schmarren. The landlord's daughter who, 

 although her wedding was near at hand and she 

 was busied the live-long day with three of her hand- 

 maids in marking, and hemming, and folding great 

 piles of linen for the household of which she was soon 

 to be mistress, was not always in the best of moods, 

 met me as I entered. " Good day, Christina !" I 

 said ; " why, I expected a friendly greeting, you 

 wanted a chamois, and I sent you one yesterday." 



" Ah, good day !" she answered: " one hardly knows 

 you in your green hunter's hat and joppe." 



