[{"id": 49725, "created": "2015-04-02T13:55:03.896333", "project_id": 128, "task_id": 29251, "user_id": 877, "user_ip": null, "finish_time": "2015-04-02T13:55:03.896361", "timeout": null, "calibration": null, "external_uid": null, "media_url": null, "info": {"other": "", "translation": "[;] Even so he tried a few more times to penetrate the thicket and to find the village, but to no avail;  thoroughly exhausted and overwhelmed by a peculiar terror he avoided at last the low, dark, sinister ground and looked for the shelter of a tree to spend the night there.\r\n\r\n[;] How slowly did the hours pass for him.  He was so shaking with cold that it was impossible for him to get only one minute of sleep.  Again and again he was listening into the darkness, because again and again he believed to hear the harsh sound of the bell just to find to be mistaken  again and again.\r\n                                                                 9\r\n[;] Finally the first glimmer of light showed in the East; the clouds had gone, the sky was clean and starry again and the awakening birds twittered softly in the dark trees.\r\n\r\n[;] The golden sky belt grew wider and brighter - already he could clearly discern the crowns of the trees - but in vain searched his eyes for the old  brown church tower and the grey roofs.  Nothing but wild alder shrubbery with a few single crippled willows in between spread in front of him.  No road was to be seen going left or right, no sign of human habitation nearby.\r\n\r\n[;] The day grew lighter and lighter, the first sunbeams fell on the wide, green area before him and Arnold, unable to explain the riddle to himself, walked for a whole hour back on the ground.  He must have gone astray in the night without noticing it and distanced himself even further from the village and was not determined to find it again.\r\n\r\n[;] Finally he came to the stone where he had drawn Gertrud; this place he would have recognized among a thousand because the old lilac shrub with it's dried up branches marked it exactly.\r\n\r\n[;] Now he knew precisely from where he had come and where Germelshausen must lie and quickly he went back to the valley stickling exactly to the same directed he had followed yesterday with Gertrud.  And there he also recognized the curve of the slope over which the sinister smoke had lingered, only the alder shrubbery separated him from the first houses.\r\n\r\n[;] Now he had reached it - squeezed through and - found himself again in the same marshy ground in which he stomped around last night.\r\n\r\n[;]  Completely at a loss and mistrusting his own senses he was going to force himself though it, but the dirty moor water forced him finally to seek drier land again, and in vain he wandered there up and down.\r\n\r\n[;] The village was and remained gone.\r\n\r\n[;] Several hours may have passed with these futile attempts, and his tired limbs in the end would not obey him any more.  He could not go on and had to have a rest first, what help was the futile search?  From the first village he was reaching he could easily hire a guide for Germelshausen and thus not miss the way again.\r\n\r\n[;] Deathly tired he threw himself under a tree - and how did his best suit look!  - Yet that did not bother him now, he got out his folder and extracted the drawing of Gertrud and with bitter pain hung his eyes on the lovely, lovely features of the girl who, he noticed with a shock, had got a firm hold on his mind.\r\n\r\n[;] Behind him he heard the leaves rustle - a dog barked and when he quickly jumped up he saw a hunter not far from him who curiously regarded the figure before him, well dressed but looking quite wild and unruly.\r\n\r\n[;] 'Good day', called Arnold,  pushing the drawing quickly back into the folder and glad to \r\n                                                        10\r\nmeet a human again.  'You are just what I was waiting for, forester, because I believe I have lost my way.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'Hm,' said the old man, 'if you have lain her in the bushes the whole night -  and it's barely half an hour to Dillstedt and a good inn - I belive it as well, heavens above, you look as if you have just come head over heels out of the thicket and the moor.'\r\n\r\n[;] You know this forest her well?' said Arnold who wanted to know above all things where he was.", "transcription": "na"}}, {"id": 52474, "created": "2015-04-28T08:42:21.920133", "project_id": 128, "task_id": 29251, "user_id": 427, "user_ip": null, "finish_time": "2015-04-28T08:42:21.920160", "timeout": null, "calibration": null, "external_uid": null, "media_url": null, "info": {"other": "Literally, Arnold says \"Gr\u00fc\u00df Gott\" when he meets the hunter, which points to a south German origin, for this is a typical greeting for Bavaria, Bade-Wurttemberg, but also Austria, for example. It is hard to translate, and if a Bavarian greets a person from north Germany with this phrase, they will encounter bewilderment and probably some comments. Could be translated with \"may God be with you\", literally \"God's greetings\".\r\n\"seelensfroh\" literally means \"glad in his soul\".", "translation": "taken by a strange terror, he finally avoided the deep, dark, eerie ground and looked for a sheltering tree to stay there overnight. And how slowly the hours passed. For, trembling with cold, he was not able to steal one second of sleep at night. Agan and again he listened into the darkness, for over and over he thought to hear the rough sound of the bell only to find out over and over again that he was wrong. Finally, the first bright light dawned from the far east; die clouds had passed, the sky was once again clear and bright with stars, and the awakening birds sang quietly from the dark trees. And broader this golden sky became, and lighter - already he could distinguish clearly the tree-tops around him - but it was in vain that he looked for the old brown steeple and the wheather-grey roofs. Nothing but a wild alder undergrowth interspersed with crippled willows stretched out before him. No road was to be seen going off left or right, no sign of a home close by. Brighter and brighter the day dawned; the first sun-rays fell on the far, green area stretched out before him, and Arnold, unable to explain this riddle, walked back quite far. He must have gotten lost at night, while he was looking for the village, without noticing it, and walked away quite far, but was now determined to find it again. Finally he reached the stone where he had painted Gertrud; this spot he would have known among a thousand, for the old lilac bush with its rigid branches marked it all too clearly. Now he knew exactly where he had come from and where Germelshausen was located, and quickly walked back into the valley, keeping the exact same direction which he had taken yesterday with Gertrud. There, now, he recognized the curve of the hill above which the gloomy high smoke had risen, and only the alder bushes now separated him from the first houses. Now he had reached them - pushed through them - and found himself again in that same swampy bog in which he had stumbled around last night. Utterly confused and not trusting his own senses, he wanted to force his way through, but finally the dirty swamp water forced him to retreat back to dry land, and in vain he walked up and down there now. The village was and remained disappeared.\r\nWith this useless tries, several hours might have passed, and finally, his tired limbs failed him. He could not go on anymore and had to rest first; and what good did this useless searching? In the first village he reached he could easily get a guide to lead him to Germelshausen, and so he would not miss the way again. Tired to death, he threw himself under a tree - and how did his best suit look like. - But that did not concern him now, he took his briefcase and from it Gertrud's picture, and with a bitter pain his eyes hung on the dear dear features of the girl who, as he noticed with fear, had gained already a too tight hold on him. \r\nAll of a sudden, he heard the leaves rustle behind him - a dog barked, and when he jumped up quickly, there stood a hunter not far away from him and regarded with curiosity this strange, so well-dressed yet so wild-looking person.\r\n\"Good day\", Arnold called out, deeply relieved to encounter someone out here and quickly pushing the paper back into his briefcase. \"You come right on cue, sir ranger, for I think I am lost.\"\r\n\"Hm\", the old man said, \"if you have been lying in the undergrowth all night - and it is only barely half an hour to Dillstedt to a good inn - so I am inclined to think the same. Man alive!, you look as if you just came, head over heels, from thorns and swamp.\"\r\n\"Do you know your way around in this forest?\" Arnold said, who wanted to know above all where he was exactly located.", "transcription": "eigentuemlichen Grauen erfasst, mied er zuletzt den tiefen, dunklen, unheimlichen[;]Grund und suchte einen schuetzenden Baum, die Nacht dort zu verbringen.[;]Und wie langsam zogen die Stunden an ihm vorueber. Denn zitternd vor[;]Frost war er nicht im Stande, der langen Nacht auch nur eine Sekunde Schlaf[;]abzustehlen. Immer wieder horchte er dabei in die Dunkelheit hinein, denn immer[;]aufs neue glaubte er den rauhen Schlag der Glocke zu vernehmen, um immer aufs[;]neue sich getaeuscht zu sehen.[;]Endlich daemmerte der erste lichte Schein aus fernem Osten; die Wolken[;]hatten sich verzogen, der Himmel war wieder rein und sternenhell, und die erwa-[;]chenden Voegel zwitscherten leise in den dunklen Baeumen.[;]Und breiter wurde der goldene Himmelsguertel und lichter - schon konnte[;]er deutlich um sich her die Wipfel der Baeume erkennen - aber vergebens suchte[;]sein Blick den alten braunen Kirchturm und die wettergrauen Daecher. Nichts als[;]ein wildes Erlengestruepp, mit einzelnen verkrueppelten Weiden dazwischen, dehn-[;]te sich vor ihm aus. Kein Weg war zu erkennen, der links oder rechts abfuehrte,[;]kein Zeichen einer menschlichen Wohnung in der Naehe.[;]Heller undheller brach der Tag an; die ersten Sonnenstrahlen fielen[;]auf die weite, gruene, vor ihm ausgebreitete Flaeche, und Arnold, nicht im stan-[;]de, sich das Raetsel zu erklaeren, wanderte ein ganzes Stueck den Grund zurueck.[;]Er musste sich in der Nacht, waehrend er den Ort suchte, ohne dass er es wusste,[;]verirrt und weiter davon entfernt haben, und war jetzt fest entschlossen, ihn[;]wieder aufzufinden.[;]Endlich erreichte er den Stein, an dem er Gertrud gezeichnet; den[;]Platz haette er unter tausenden wieder erkannt, denn der alte Fliederbusch mit[;]seinen starren Aesten bezeichnete ihn zu genau.[;]Er wusste jetzt genau, woher er gekommen war, und wo Germelshausen[;]liegen musste, und schritt rasch das Tal zurueck, genau dieselbe Richtung[;]beibehaltend, der er gestern mit Gertrud gefolgt war. Dort erkannte er auch die[;]Biegung des Hanges, ueber dem der duestere Hoehenrauch gelegen, nur das Erlen-[;]gebuesch schied ihn noch von den ersten Haeusern.[;]Jetzt hatte er es erreicht - draengte sich hindurch und - befand sich[;]wieder in dem naemlichen sumpfigen Moraste, in dem er in der letzten Nacht her-[;]umgewatet.[;]Vollstaendig ratlos und seinen eigenen Sinnen nicht trauend, wollte er[;]den Durchgang hier erzwingen, aber das schmutzige Sumpfwasser zwang ihn endlich,[;]das trockene Land wieder zu suchen, und vergebens wanderte er dort jetzt auf und[;]ab.[;]Das Dorf war und blieb verschwunden.[;]Mit diesen unnuetzen Versuchen mochten mehrere Stunden vergangen sein,[;]und die mueden Glieder versagten ihm zuletzt den Dienst. Er konnte nicht weiter[;]und musste sich erst ausruhen; was half ihm auch das nutzlose Suchen? Von dem[;]ersten Dorfe, das er erreichte, konnte er leicht einen Fuehrer nach Germelshau-[;]sen bekommen und dann den Weg nicht wieder verfehlen.[;]Todesmatt warf er sich unter einen Baum - und wie war sein bester An-[;]zug zugerichtet. - Aber das kuemmerte ihn jetzt nicht, seine Mappe nahm er vor[;]und aus der Mappe Gertruds Bild, und mit bitterem Schmerz hing sein Auge an den[;]lieben, lieben Zuegen des Maedchens, das, wie er zu seinem Schrecken fand, schon[;]einen zu festen Halt an ihn gewonnen hatte.[;]Da hoerte er hinter sich das Laub rascheln - ein Hund schlug an, und[;]als er rasch emporsprang, stand ein Jaeger nicht weit von ihm und betrachtete sich[;]neugierig die wunderliche, so anstaendig gekleidete und so verwilderte ausse-[;]hende Gestalt.[;]\"Gruess Gott\" rief Arnold, seelensfroh, einem Menschen hier zu begegnen,[;]indem er das Blatt wieder rasch in die Mappe schob. \"Sie kommen mir hier wie ge-[;]rufen, Herr Foerster, denn ich glaube, ich habe mich verirrt.\"[;]\"Hm,\" sagte der Alte, \"wenn Sie hier die ganze Nacht im Busche gelegen[;]haben - und kaum eine halbe Stunde nach Dillstedt hinueber zu einem guten Wirts-[;]haus - so glaub' ich das auch. Donnerwetter, wie sehen Sie aus, gerade als ob[;]Sie eben Hals ueber Kopf aus Dornen und Sumpf kaemen.\"[;]\"Sie sind hier im Walde genau bekannt?\" sagte Arnold, der vor allen Din-[;]gen wissen wollte, wo er sich eigentlich befand."}}]