HENRY AND BERTHA.

Henry was expecting his dearly beloved Bertha to arrive at Coblence; he, therefore, stood watching most anxiously on the old bridge over the Moselle. At last the boat which contained her came into view, and she waved her kerchief to her constant lover.

Alas! before he could clasp her the boat overturned, and Bertha was struggling beneath an arch of the bridge. Henry rushed down to save her, but just as he arrived at the edge of the water she uttered his name and went down.

Marking the place, Henry dashed in and seized on her loosened hair, which floated on the surface of the agitated river: thus he succeeded in saving her life, and gaining from the stream a loving wife.

One more tale we found under the head of “Legends of Coblence,” so we conclude the scene therein depicted took place at this town; it is called