English Translation

16 Kenngort: "Quintus" 84 The first German troops moved in here past the sparrow paradise; they came over the hollow path at the spatter bar and behind the soldiers marched the free corps and the last flowers from the spaver paradise, who threw at the Bahnmiehel boys, Fritz, Franz and Peter at the side of the path. Then it became a summer ta Sgațzenparédits, which was full of maturity and fulfillment. And it came autumn and into its golden blessing the war was raging. At that time it became quiet again, in the sparrow paradise. First the Al tere, the Michel, had to enter with the light truck. The Franzl drove now again with the Rössern; he only snatched with the hostage when it was noon. Soon, however, the Franzl was brought up to the armored drivers. Then the old man sold the roasters to the board saw. It was now as if the sparrow paradise was sleeping. The train-Michel sat under the sun in front of the house and waited for the post office. And as he so did, and as the autumn was shining upon him, he thought up and down, and he had to smile, as everything seemed to be fulfilled in a beautiful cycle. Over in the gardens, they overturned beds again; there should be no stain of earth broken. And Vie glid him from the gardens of the view over the railway yard, where now a train was steaming, then he saw children and women tow off with their peers, and how there was no one to help them. He looked again at the ones in the gardens, and he was surprised that it was hardly half a human age that his life had only really started over there. Then he got up and went into the garage. In the Eeke was still the old ladder wagerl and above, on a nail, hung belt and harness for the Tyrass. As he put the car out into the sun, the left rear wheel sang and the Miehel felt how now all the years had been blown away from this singing of the Ra-the, like the dust that he wiped off the dyke. As the next train entered, the Michel stood with his wagon again on the train. The Tyrass went back into the harness - he had already been white around the catch, but he was still wide in the chest and firmly on his legs - and the dog could hardly feel that it wasn't just yesterday when he went to the Deiehsel for the last time. They drove suitcases and stuff again, they helped there and there, but their special love was for the pale children, who were now brought from far into the quiet forest. And they did everything for God's reward, because they never needed the cruisers and were glad that they could be needed again. It had become four summers, there was a silky day over the station, then the weeping daughter-in-law ran to meet him, Michel lying somewhere in France with a runaway foot. At first he was already a little keen that he thought he had no more blood in his fingers; but after a few turns he had the blue calm in his eyes again and he consoled the crying briefly: "To drive he will probably still have one foot long, Marie! And whether he two