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THE MARRIED LIFE OF
Night Before Passion Play in Remote BaTarian Village Shows Up Husband's Usua Lack of Sympathy
CUKIOUSLY remot and dream
like seemed that quaint little
village in the heart of the Ba
varian Alps. "
From the train Helen had her
first glimpse of the white cottages
nestling beneath the .grim Kofel
mountain.
Oberammergau .' For centuries the
scene of the Passion Play! The
very name carried a thrilled en
chantment. "It all seems so isolated so far
away from, the rest of the world."
dropping into her seat as the train
turned a curve obscuring the vil
lage. -
"Bet it's cold up here in winter."
Warren looped back the breeze-billowed
curtain. "Golly, the wind
must whiz 'round these mountains!"
"But there's something inspiring
in this mountain air. It says here,"
taking up her pamphlet guide,
"that only a mountainous people
could produce the Passion Play. It
speaks of the bleak loneliness of
the winters, the
"Now you haven't time to moon
over a guide book. We'll be there
in a minute," gathering up their
bags. ,
At the station, a group of villag
ers in native Tyrolian costumes
awaited the train.
It was their mission to receive
and conduct the visitors to the
cottage homes to which they had
been assigned.
As the play lasted an entire day,
from 8 o'clock-in the morning until
dusk, every ticket of admission in
cluded the two nights' lodging.
A gaunt mountaineer, with, long
BY MABEL HERBERT VRKEB.
hair and a spiritual face, took their
bags. Down the cobble-stoned road
he trudged on ahead, a picturesque
figure with his feathered hat, vel
vet Jacket, bare knees, and shabby
leather breeches.
"How much shall I give this
Johnnie?" .
"Oh, a good tip! They're so poor
and they're charging so little for
the play. Did you notice his face?
What spiritual faces they all have!"
"Not much doing for the barber
'round here!"
"They let their.'hair grow, for the
play. They all take part. Out- of
1200 ' inhabitants. 905 are in the
cast," glibly quoting from her guide
book.
Turning into the main street, they
passed a team of oSen. Even the
driver, walking beside his load of
logs, had the long biblical hair and
beard. ..-,...
'These wonderful paintings on
the houses!" enthused Helen. "Are
they always like this or is it just
for the play?" , -
On the front of every gabled cot
tage was painted in glowing colors
some scriptural scene The Last
Supper, The Crucifixion, The Kesur-,
rection.
That this walk would always
stand out in her memory, Helen
knew.
Even the crowd of tourists, over
flowing the narrow footpaths into
the street, could not detract from
the charm of the old-world atmos
phere. . Aeross a mountain brook that ran
through the village, past the one
church, and they turned in at a
quaint slope-roofed cottage.
A gentle-faced, woman, in a blue,
HEIjEN AND WARREN
cotton gown, led them up steep,
walled-in stairs to a small, low
ceilinged bedroom. , ,
"Danke schoen. Sehr gut," smiled
Helen, airing her few words of Ger
man. "Dear, did you ever see anything
so clean?" when they were alone.
"Yes, this is all right," his hands
in his pockets. Warren surveyed the
spotless room with its muslin cur
tains and embroidered bed linen.
It was . sparsely furnished a
carved oak. bed, double washstand,
two chairs and a blue porcelain
stove in the corner. The bare floor,
once painted, was worn white" with
countless scrubbings. ;
"Not quite five," glancing at his
watch. "Guess we'll have time to
explore the town before dinner.
Wonder when we eat here?"
. "Seven," came a hearty American
voice from across the narrow hall.
"Thanks," Warren called back.
"You an old citizen?" .
"No, just got here," a tall man,
with humorous eyes, came to'their
door. "But I asked her about din
ner. My names Graham from
Philadelphia."
- "Curtis from New York," as they
shook hands. "Mrs. Curtis. Well,
what've you found out about' this
burg?'
"Not much yet, except they're
mighty honest, simple people."
"Yes, they're not out to trim you,"
agreed Warren. "We gathered that
from the price of the tickets. They
ought to charge more."
While Helen smoothed her hair,
the men discussed the trip from
JJunich, the ekeainiesa of e very
THE SUNDAY OREGONIAN, PORTLAND, OCTOBER 29,
PICTORIALLY PRESENTED BY DARLING j.
With Wife's Wish to Read Text.
thing, and the unwarranted stories
of overcharge.
- "Well, we're going; to' give'the
town the. once-over. See you at
dinner." . ' '- .
Again but in the cobbled street,
now aglow with the setting sun,
Helen drank in the allurement of it
all. ...
A peasant was driving a herd of
milk acows back to their mountain
pasture, their neck-bells, tinkling
through the twilight quiet. -
Further on came a flock of! sheep,
the . shepherd with his long hair,
beard, and crooked staff made it
seem like some old print of biblical
.times.
But the main street was still
crowded with the cosmopolitan
throng pilgrims to - the Passion
Play from all over the world.
Everyone walked in the center, of
the road, making way for an occa
sional rumbling ox-cart.
Every language was heard even
Chinese. And at one of the side
walk tables sat a group of almond
eyed Japs. Priests and monks gave
the ecclesiastical note.
"Dear, it's unlike any place we've
ever been! Aren't you glad we
earner'
"Yes, this is worth Beeing," ad
mitted Warren, having reluctantly
consented to this detour from his
business trip to Holland.
"They're all wood-carvers," paus
ing before a window of carved orna
ments, crucifixes and boxes. "Dear,
these are the things to buy here."
Inveigled Into the shop, Warren
bought lavishly of the artistic carv
ings of tha villagers, until reminded
of the limited capacity of their bags.
MJC ft iamt glow lit Uie western
sky when, through the deepening
twilight, they made their way back
to the cottage.
"That's the theater," as through a
side lane Helen sighted the huge
dome. "I know it from the post
cards. That roof's pver the audi
ence, the stage Is uncovered. If it
rains they play just the same."
"Ought to- "be clear "tomorrow.
Jove, look at that cross way up
there!" i '
Oh the very peak of the towering
Kofel mountain was a solitary cross,
now but faintly outlined against
the dusky sky. . ' ,
"Oh, that's been there for cen
turies since they first produced the
play. A symbolic shrine to guide
the pilgrims."
As they approached their cottage
welcoming lights shown from the
windows of the front room whefe
dinner was just being served.
At the long table, their seats were
opposite the Philadelphia doctor.
"Well, what do you think of
Oberammergau?" was his greeting.
"The real thing!" enthused War
ren. "I like the looks of these
folks."
Before the simple meal was over,
the four Americans, two Englishmen
and the Australian were exchang
ing bits of information on the play
and the main .characters the
Christus, Judas and Mary Mag
dalene. . Their own host, whose wife in
the blue cotton gown now waited
on the table, was one of the Roman
Judges'. But like the other chief
actors, be secluded himself the day
before the play to better live the
spirit of his part
An ominous rumble brought a
murmur of consternation. Surely it
was not going to rain! But heavy
drops soon pattered on the sloping
roof.
Would it rain tomorrow? It was
one of the.Oberammergau traditions
that a performance of the Passion
Play was never canceled. And it
was always given on the open stage,
even though in a drenching rain.
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further exploration of the village,
Helen read the translated' text of
the play.
It was 10 when Warren, having
had his after-dinner smoke with the
doctor across the hall, came In,
slumped down on the bed and be
gan to unlace his shoes.
"Whafve you got there? , Still
grubbing over that guide book?"
"No, this is the text It's wonden
fully written!" -
"Well, that show .begins at 8. If
we've got to be up at 6:30 here's
where you get to bed!"
"Dear, there's just a few more
pages to this first act."
"Now you chuck that and turn in !
Why didn't you read that in. Munich
instead, of writing those fool post
cards? Afraid everybody wouldn't
know you were coming here.
Where're my pajamas?"
. "I wonder if they'll wake us in
time?" as she opened the suitcase,
ignoring his thrust at her postcard
propensities,
"They'll get us up all right. Have
breakfast at 7, How d'you anchor
this devilish thing?" struggling
with the fat feather bed which sup
plants the comforter on all Bavar
ian bedsteads.
"You can't tuck that in. It just
lays on top."
"Then see that it don't slide off
on your side. I'm about froze," he
shivered in under it. "Jove, wouldn't
want to be here In winter. Bet that
darn thing don't give much heat,"
scowling at the blue-tiled stove.
"Oh, I hope ft'll clear up before
mornings" she was opening the win
dow, "just think. If they have to
play all day in the rain!"
"Well, don't stand there mooning!
Hustle and get that light out!"
But after she had put out the light
Helen turned back to the window.
There was witchery in the rain
scented mountain air.
Through the dripping darkness
she visioned tja looming Kofel
with its far-off summit cross that
stood like a sentinel pver the vil
lage. liie. Passion riaji TJifi great his
toric spectacle in this isolated place
that she had always longed to see.
And now tomorrow 1
"Here, what's the idea?" broke
discordantly on her reverie. "Star
gazing?" "Oh, I'm too excited to sleepl
Dear, just, our being here is like a
dream it seems all so far-off and
unreal! I can't help feeling
thrilled "
"You can thrill a,l you want to
morrow," with his usual lack of
sympathy. "If we're to be rousted
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(Copyright, 1922, by Mabel Herbert
Harper.) .
Next Week A Remarkable Story.
The Passion Play!
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