The Legend of the Mohr

…that’s how the Mohr came to Eisenberg

Many centuries ago, when the graphers of Eisenberg still lived in the old castle, one of these graphers had took himself a Mohr as a servant of a crusade for the salvation land, according to the custom of that time. Because of their loyalty, the Mohrs were highly appreciated. For a long time now he had served the Earl faithfully and honestly, when one day his wife´s precious gold chain was missing and despite all searching, she could not find it again.

On the day on which the chain got lost, only the Moor was in the rooms of the countess, from there the suspicion of having stolen the missing chain immediately fell to the servant. On the spot he was interrogated, imprisoned and even though he protested his innocence with tears and supplications, he was sentenced to death. The execution of the judgment was set at the same afternoon.

As the hour of the beheading of the otherwise faithful and devoted servant approached and a large crowd gathered in front of the palace to see the poor sinner to die, the countess became anxious and heavy hearted. She retired alone in her room and tried to calm her pounding heart. As her eye fell on the heavy prayer book that was there at the window on the small intricately carved prie-dieu. She knelt down and replaced hastily the heavy gold clasps that had closed the book and now jumped with a sharp sound.

As she scrolled a few pages, it suddenly rattled, and from the leaves out the chain felt to the feet of the countess. Horrified, she started up. The Moor was therefore not a thief, he was innocent, and innocent right now he would die for her sake. Quickly, she dashed off and sent the few remaining servants to the place of execution. It had not been too late.

The Earl gave the Mohr freedom. But to restore his desecrated honor, the Earl recorded the head of the Mohr with the blindfold over the eyes in his coat of arms.

To the eternal memory of the reported story the good fathers of the city later presented a stonily statue for the poor Mohr in 1727.

The oldest fountain of the city is called Mohrenbrunnen since that day and is still the symbol of Eisenberg.