[{"id": 49718, "created": "2015-04-02T13:44:34.412325", "project_id": 128, "task_id": 29246, "user_id": 877, "user_ip": null, "finish_time": "2015-04-02T13:44:34.412351", "timeout": null, "calibration": null, "external_uid": null, "media_url": null, "info": {"other": "", "translation": "She had never seen a train, not even heard about it but listened amazed and with great attention to his explanation.\r\n\r\n[;] Likewise had she no idea about telegraphs or of all the other modern inventions, and the young painter could not understand how it was possible that there were still people in Germany living so remotely, so strictly separated from the rest of the world with which they had not the slightest connection.\r\n\r\n[;] During these conversations the reached the cemetary and at once the young stranger noticed the antic stones and monuments, as simple as they generally were.\r\n\r\n[;] 'This is an old, old stone', he said, bending down to the next one and with great effort could decipher the old curly writing, 'Anna Maria Berthold, nee Stieglitz, born 1st December 1188 - died 2nd December 1224-'.\r\n\r\n[;] 'This is my mother,' Gertrud said earnestly and a few light tears collected in her eyes and slowly fell on the young painter.\r\n\r\n[;] 'Your mother, my dear child?' said Arnold amazed, 'your great- great- grandmother perhaps, yes, that  could have been.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'No,' said Gertrud, 'my real mother - father married again afterwards and the one in the house is my step-mother.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'But does it not say died 1224?'\r\n\r\n[;] 'Why should I be concerned with the year,' Gertrud replied sadly - 'it hurts when one is separated from one's mother, bu still' she added quietly and painfully -'perhaps it was good - very good, that she could go to God before.'\r\n\r\n[;] Shaking his head Arnold bent over the gravestone to look closer to the inscription, to see whether the first figure 2 might not be an 8, because the antil writing did not make that impossible; but the other 2 resembled the other completely and 1884 they did not say.  Perhaps the mason had made a mistake and the girl was so absorbed in her thoughts of the \r\n                                                                  3\r\ndeceased, that he not want to disturb her further with intrusive questions.\r\n\r\n[;] Thus he left her  by the stone where she had sunk down praying silently, to investigate some other monuments; but all, without exception, bore dates several hundred years ago, even back to 930 AD, and no newer stone was to be found, and still the dead were buried here even now, as the last fresh grave testified.\r\n\r\n[;] From the low cemetary wall one had a marvellous view over the old village and Arnold quickly seized the opportunity to make a sketch of it.  But even over this place lay the peculiar high smoke and further on, but further on towards the wood he could nevertheless see bright sunshine on the mountain slopes.\r\n\r\n[;] There in the village the old, cracked bell sounded, and Gertrud getting up quickly and wiping the tears from her eyes, friendly begged the young man to follow her.\r\n\r\n[;] Quickly Arnold was by her side.\r\n\r\n[;] 'Now we are not allowed to grieve any more,' she said smilingly, 'the church bells are ringing for a dance.  Perhaps you have so far believed the people in Germelshausen are all low-spirited; this evening you shall learn the opposite.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'But over there is the church door,' Arnold said, 'and I see nobody coming out.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'That is quite natural,' the girl laughed, 'as nobody goes in, not even the pastor himself.  Only the old sacristan does not rest and rings the bells before and after.\r\n\r\n[;] 'And none of you goes into the church?'\r\n\r\n[;] 'No - neither to mass nor to confession,' the girl replied quietly, 'we have a quarrel with the pope who lives in France, and forbids it until we obey him again.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'Never in my life have I heard anything like this.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'Yes, it was a long time ago,' the girl said casually, -'you see there the sacristan leaves the church quite alone and locks the door; he does no into the inn in the evening, but sits still and alone in his home.'", "transcription": "na"}}, {"id": 49846, "created": "2015-04-04T17:45:07.217075", "project_id": 128, "task_id": 29246, "user_id": 427, "user_ip": null, "finish_time": "2015-04-04T17:45:07.217104", "timeout": null, "calibration": null, "external_uid": null, "media_url": null, "info": {"other": "The word \"welsch\" means, depending on the context, French or Italian or french- resp. italian-speaking people. Since Gertrud is obviously talking about the 13th century, she probably means Gregor IX who got in trouble with the emperor Frederick II and excommunicated him.", "translation": "\u2026 world looked like. She had never seen a train, yes never even heard of it, and listened attently and in astonishment to his explanation. Neither knew she anything of a telegraph, nor all the newer inventions, and the young painter did not understand how it could be possible that people in Germany lived that secludedly and positively cut off from the world and without the tiniest connection to it.\r\nDuring this conversation they reached the cemetery, and here, the young stranger immediately noticed the ancient stones and monuments, as simple as they were altogether.\r\n\"This is an old, old stone\", he said, bowing down to the next and decyphering with difficulty the squiggly writing, \"Anna Maria Berthold, n\u00e9e Stiglitz, born the last of December 1188 - died December 2nd 1224 -\"\r\n\"That is my mother\", Gertrud said gravely, and some large, bright tears came to her eyes and fell down onto her bodice.\r\n\"Your mother, my dear child?\" Arnold said astounded. \"Your great-great-grandmother, yes, maybe she could have been that.\"\r\n\"No\", Gertrud said, \"my true mother - afterwards my Vater courted someone again, and the one at home is my stepmother.\"\r\n\"But doesn't it say died 1224?\"\r\n\"I do not care about the year\", Gertrud said sadly, \"it truly does hurt when one is separated like that from one's mother, and still\", she added quietly and grievously, \"it may have been good - very good that she could pass to God before.\"\r\nArnold bowed down over the stone, shaking his head, to examine the inscription more closely, whether the first 2 in the date could be an 8, for the ancient writing did not make something like that impossible; but the other 2 resembled the first one to a hair, and they still had some time to go until the year 1884. Maybe the stone mason had made a mistake, and the girl was so immersed in her sorrow that he did not want to bother her further with questions that might annoy her.\r\nTherefore he left her at the stone where she had sunk down to pray silently, to examine some other monuments; but all, without exception, bore dates that reached back many hundred years, even until 930 AD, and no newer stone was to be found, and still the dead were buried here even today, as was proved by the last, fresh grave.\r\nBut from the low wall of the churchyard, one had a great overview of the old village, and Arnold quickly used the opportunity to sketch it. But the strange high smoke lay also over this place, although further towards the forest he could see the sun shine clearly and brightly over the mountain slopes.\r\nThen, the old, broken bell sounded again in the village, and Gertrud, quickly rising and shaking the tears from her eyes, friendly waved the young man to follow her.\r\nArnold was quickly at her side.\r\n\"Now we must not be sad anymore\", she said smiling, \"the church is over, and now we will go to dance. You may have believed until now that the Germelshausen people are sad sacks; but this evening you will see the contrary.\"\r\n\"But the church door is over there\", Arnold said, \"and I can see nobody coming out?\"\r\n\"That is very natural\", the girl laughed, \"because nobody went inside, not even the parson. Only the old sacristan never allows himself some rest and rings the church's bells.\"\r\n\"And none of you attends?\"\r\n\"No - neither mass nor confession\", the girl said calmly, \"we are in a dispute with the Pope, who lives  with the Italians, and he will not suffer it until we obey him again.\"\r\n\"But I have never even heard of anything of the sort.\"\r\n\"Yes, that was a long time ago\", the girl said airily, \"look, here the sacristan leaves the church all alone and locks the door; also, he does not go to the inn at night, but sits at home silently and alone.\"", "transcription": "Welt aussaehe. Sie hatte noch nie eine Eisenbahn gesehen, ja nie davon gehoert,[;]und horchte aufmerksam und erstaunt seiner Erklaerung.[;]Auch von den Telegraphen hatte sie keine Ahnung, eben so wenig von all[;]den neueren Erfindungen, und der junge Maler begriff nicht, wie es moeglich sei,[;]dass noch Menschen in Deutschland so abgeschieden, so foermlich getrennt von der[;]uebrigen Welt und ausser der geringsten Verbindung mit ihr leben konnten.[;]In diesen Gespraechen erreichten sie den Gottesacker, und hier fielen[;]dem jungen Fremden gleich die altertuemlichen Steine und Denkmaeler auf, so ein-[;]fach sie auch im Ganzen waren.[;]\"Das ist ein alter, alter Stein,\" sagte er, als er sich zu dem naechsten[;]niederbog und mit Muehe die Schnoerkelschrift desselben entziffert hatte, \"Anna[;]Maria Berthold, geborene Stiglitz, geboren am lsten Dcbr. 1188- gestorben[;]den 2ten December 1224 -\"[;]\"Das ist meine Mutter,\" sagte Getrud ernst, und ein paar grosse, helle[;]Traenen draengten sich in ihr Auge und fielen langsam auf ihr Mieder nieder.[;]\"Deine Mutter, mein gutes Kind?\" sagte Arnold erstaund, \"deine Ur-Ur-[;]Grossmutter, ja, die koennte es gewesen sein.\"[;]\"Nein,\" sagte Gertrud, meine rechte Mutter - der Vater hat nachher[;]wieder gefreit, und die zu Haus ist meine Stiefmutter.\"[;]Aber steht da nicht gestorben 1224?\"[;]\"Was kuemmert mich das Jahr,\" sagte Gertrud traurig, - \" es tut gar weh,[;]wenn man so von der Mutter getrennt wird, und doch\" - setzte sie leise und recht[;]schmerzlich hinzu -\"War es vielleicht gut - recht gut, dass sie vorher zu Gott[;]eingehen durfte.\"[;]Arnold bog sich kopfschuettelnd ueber den Stein, die Inschrift genauer[;]zu erforschen, ob die erste 2 in der Jahreszahl vielleicht eine 8 sei, denn die[;]altertuemliche Schrift machte das nicht unmoeglich; aber die andere 2 glich der[;]ersten auf ein Haar und 1884 schrieben sie noch lange nicht. Vielleicht hatte sich[;]der Steinmetz geirrt, und das Maedchen war so in das Andenken an die Verstorbene[;]vertieft, dass er sie nicht weiter durch vielleicht laestige Fragen stoeren moch-[;]te.[;]Er liess sie deshalb bei dem Steine, an dem sie niedergesunken war und[;]leise betete, um einige andere Denkmaeler zu untersuchen; aber alle ohne Ausnah-[;]men trugen Jahreszahlen viele hundert Jahre zurueck, selbst bis 930 n. Chr. G., und[;]kein neuerer Stein liess sich auffinden, und doch wurden die Toten selbst jetzt[;]noch hier beigesetzt, wie das letzte, ganz frische Grab bezeugte.[;]Von der niederen Kirchhofmauer aus hatte man aber auch einen trefflichen[;]Ueberblick ueber das alte Dorf, und Arnold benutzte rasch die Gelegenheit, eine[;]Skizze davon zu entwerfen. Aber auch ueber diesem Platz lag der wunderliche Hoe-[;]henrauch, und weiter dem Walde zu konnte er doch die Sonne hell und klar auf die[;]Berghaenge niederfallen sehen.[;]Da schlug im Dorfe wieder die alte, zersprungene Glocke an, und Gertrud,[;]sich rasch emporrichtend und die Traenen aus den Augen schuettelnd, winkte freund-[;]lich dem jungen Mann, ihr zu folgen.[;]Arnold war rasch an ihrer Seite.[;]\"Jetzt duerfen wir nicht mehr trauern,\" sagte sie laechelnd, \"die Kirche[;]laeutet aus, und nun geht es zum Tanze. Ihr habt bis jetzt wohl geglaubt, dass die[;]Germelshauser lauter Kopfhaenger waeren; heut' Abend sollt Ihr das Gegenteil ge-[;]wahr werden.\"[;]\"Aber da drueben ist doch die Kirchentuere,\" sagte Arnold , \"und ich sehe[;]niemanden herauskommen?\"[;]\"Das ist sehr natuerlich,\" lachte das Maedchen, \"weil niemand hinein[;]geht, der Pfarrer selber nicht einmal. Nur der alte Sacristan goennt sich keine[;]Ruhe und laeutet die Kirche aus und ein.\"Und keins von euch geht in die Kirche?\"[;]\"Nein - weder zur Messe- noch Beichte,\" sagte das Maedchen ruhig, \"wir[;]liegen in einem Streite mit dem Papste, der bei den Welschen wohnt, und der will[;]es nicht leiden, bis wir ihm wieder gehorchen.\"[;]\"Aber davon hab' ich im Leben nichts gehoert.\"[;]\"Ja, ist auch schon lange her,\" sagte das Maedchen leichthin, -\"seht Ihr,[;]da kommt der Sacristan ganz allein aus der Kirche und schliesst die Tuere zu; der[;]geht auch nicht abends ins Wirtshaus, sondern sitzt still und allein daheim.\""}}]