was in the enemy’s power, for she thought it unbecoming in a princess to wear the chains of slavery.
Udo grieved deeply upon the loss of his beloved spouse, shut himself up for seven days in his apartment and his tears flowed freely. On the eighth day he left his confinement with a mild and serene countenance, as the sun goes forth after a misty spring morning. Sorrow was extirpated from his heart, and his mind was directed to the world; he wished to try whether the fickle Goddess having treated him so harshly, would again bestow one of her favourable smiles.
He communicated his intention of visiting the world, to his bosom friend, who was glad to see him in this disposition. “I cannot offer you any dignity,” said Waidewuth, “equal to your rank; born an independent sovereign as such you ought to live and die, and if possible regain your lost estates. The stars favour you, and at the spring of your misfortunes you will find your future happiness.” Udo prepared for his departure, Waidewuth providing him with a brilliant train. When the day of departure drew near, the king commanded a splendid feast where all the grandees of the empire were bidden, and which continued nine days, amid various amusements. On the
