Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1853-03-31

Ter many reprOaCneS from the uuClc. the
lie 2hew had said that his excuses were,
in part, tn. result of loving unsuccess-
fully.
You in lover cried the magistrate
staring at EbeIhard through mis- specta
cles.
Yes! why not? Is it with your ward,
Mary?'
When the first surprise of the magis-
trate had passed, he grew all at once
strangely lenient to his nephew. He
knew that, beside the farm she inherited
Mary would receive a dowry of three
thousand dollars. on her wedding day,
from Count Rudolph. who was her foster
brother. Hem. he said at last, you are
not the fool | took you to be. But why
don't yeu press your suit?
She gives me no encourage ment. Yet
perha ps,' added Eberhard, Il: you would
speak for me. might hope.
Not badly said. boy replied the mag
istrate, pompously, Il am her guardian;
she will listen to me. Strike while the
irons hot says the old provctb. SO if you
are ready. we'll visit her at once.
Accordingly the magistrate. taking his
cane, and followed by his nephew, had
gone to see Mary: and was with her at
the very moment Conrad passed. But
the guardian failed in his negotiation
Mary, however. was compelled TO &C
knowledge her love for Conrad; and Eber-
hard went away vowing revenge.
His disappointment was greater. in
deed, than even his uncle supposed.-
Eberhard had become acquainted with a
fellow forester. belonging to another dis
trict, who was as much older in vice as
he was in years. and who led the young
man to gamble beyond his means. Eber-
hard was even now in fear of prison, in
consequence OF being unable TO pay a
sum of money, that would soon be due.
but which he could not discharge. in con-
sequence of having lost SO much al play.
Though Mtry had always looked coldly
on him. he had hoped that time. and his
uncle's influence, would induce her TO
alter her mind; but this expectation was
now over; and al future prospec: of her
relenting likewise was cut off, TO. she
loved Conrad, who, she had he ard that
very day, was soon 10 return from the
war covered with honor.
The next day, which was Sunday, Eber-
hard. gloomy and sullen. was in the for
est when unexpectedly he met his elder
comrade, Graft. The latter. noticing
Ebe rllard's troubled face insisted on know
ing the reason: and finally the young man
told him all.
'Come,' said Graft, when Eberhard had
done. she affair will not be as bad as you
imagine. Let US strike into this path
toward the tavern; we'll take drink to-
gether. and perhaps the wine will give
us some good advice.
Arm in arm they follow ed the foot
path. which in ten minutes, led them TO
clearing. on which stood small house
1t was inha bited By an old hunter. who.
in summertime. offered drinks and eata-
bles for sale.
The two entered this little tavern. and
calling for the best wine, sat down in a
room whose windows faced the forest
Graft related anecdotes. at which Eber-
hard, whose head by and by began tn feel
the effects of the wine, laughed from his
very, heart, and soon forgot debts and
marriage.
Evening had in The meantime. com
pl-tely set in. In the west, a thunder
storm was rising; but in the east shone
the moon; lighting with her melancholy
rav- tho silent aud fraUranf frract
The conversation Of the two hunters
had now cume to an end, and Eberhard S
heavy head lay on the table; he had evil
IDENTIFY drunk too much. Graft conte M
plated in silence the evening landscape
through the open window. The room
was dark. aud in the other parts of the
solitary house all was quiet; for the two
hunters were the only guests this even
ing.
Suddenly Graft heard conversation in
the forest. He listened. 1t seemed to
come from persons advancing on the road
from the village. which was about half
an hours walk distant. After a few
minutes two persons emerged from the
wood into the dimly lighted open place;
hey walked slowly. arm-in arm. gaily
conversing. Graft, retreating into the
shadow of the room, listened.
Had not we better stop here, Conrad?'
said the female voice, the thunder storm
will Overtake us before we can regain the
village
Just as you say. my Mary replied the
voice OF a man. Let US sit down upon
he bench under the window, and wait
until my sister Rosa comes. hope she
will hurry. when she looks at the dark
Heavens.
In Rosa's place would have gone to
ny aunt some other day. said Mary.
lgain; 1T would have been better il we
had remained together to-day. and cele-
'rated your arrival by making party TO
he Ilsp nStein