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Tibet, and the great aunt Goetzenberge
loved to be warm. But where was the
good Chtistkindchen who had brough
these beautiful things!
The Professor smiled. and said tha
Christkindchen was in such n hurry to
be off for Frau Goetzenberger's that she
would not stop to say where the thing:
had come from. Lima flung her arm!
round her fathers neck and kissed him
She knew, she said, where the things haC
something. She loved her father dearly
because il was he who had bought those
nice warm things for Fraulein IGa and
Frau Goetzen5erger, and he had bought
things for other people, beside. The
good papa! he had not forgotten old Mar
tin. who lived in the court below, and
had such bad leg; nor Gretchen, nor
Barbet, nor the poor milk woman and all
HeF ChiiUIeU, HOi tHo oHocu cuoh0i '" III
was ill.,
Certainly the good Professor mus, have
had an excellent, thoughtful heart, thus
to remember everybody! assure you he
had. Little Sanchez kissed him, and
thought nothing a bout the tobacco smoke.
But now it was half-past five, and Bar
bet was come to carry Sanchen across the
snowy garden; the Professor wns 10 cnr'
ry Dina. They set out. accompanied by
Gretchen with lantern in one hand and
basket in the other. continuing the
gifts which had been given by Christ
kindchen under the Professors Tree for
Frau Goe tzenberger and her household.
While the Professor took off his cloak
and over shoes. the children rushed in.
having easily slipped out of the large
shawl, in which they were wrapped, to
tell of the wonderful things they had
brought; but there was no aunt Ida to
listen to them. Frau GoetzenSerger sat.
all dressed in her best, on her sofa, with
green shaded lamp before her. and with
no knitting in her hands. But where
was aunt lda?-She was gone. the Ia
dy said, to receive the Christkindchen,
who was every moment expected. They
must sit down and wait patiently; good
little children always do so.
But. aunt said Sanchen. here is the
Herr Professor
'Ah. indeed!' returned the old lady in
quite another voice. for, from being blind
she was not aware tina; he had approach
ed the table before her. Bring him here
to me. my dear; | am truly glad to see
the Herr Professor
He took her hand kindly. and seated
himself beside her. There was some
thing inexpressibly attractive to him IN
all that he saw around him; be felt hi:
heart drawn, as it were, TO the old blind
lady, as if she had been his mother, ant
he spoke words of unfeigned kindness il
a voice which went equally to her heart
She apologized that Ida was not presen
TO receive him; she had. said she, muct
to do on an occasion Of that kind, as The
/ Herr Professor no doubt knew. O
course he knew perfectly well. The Christ
kindchen must always be well received
he feared that he himself had not done
her all due honor. Tor she was in so grea
a hurry to depart that the little ones hat
not seen even the shimmering of he
wings.
! But we saw what she left said San
chen, heaping the beautiful furs on tn,
/ table before the old lady; feel what sh,
brought for you,' and taking up her hand
she passed it over the fur: she brough
you sable mulf and :ippet, and th'
same for aunt Ida. only ermiper
! My dearp demonstrated aunt GoetZen
berger, this is too much! Christkindcher
does not bring such presents as these!'
But my papa does.' saic little Lima
and am so glad, and love him so TO
it!' said she, springing to his knee anr
kissing him.
This is quite too much. Herr Profes
sor.' said the old lady, turning to him.
He made no reply. for at that very mo
ment little silver bell rang. and sigh
presented itself which dazzled all eyes
The Professors tree. with all his skill
was nothing 10 This. How. indeed, coult
it have been? This was all arranged BY
Fraulein Ida herself, and there was no
body in oil Germany who could make
these things so beautiful as she.
But where was Frau!ein Ida all ihi
time? The children hardly thought o
her, so wholly was their attention occu
pied by the wonderful tree, with all it,
wonderful fruits. and by the Lowell,
Christkindc herself, who, in soft, flow
ing white muslin which fell in folds a
her feet. and was confined at the waist by
silver girdle. stood in front Of her tree
She had silvery. shining wings on he
shoulders and little silver crown on hel
head. Never was a more beautiful figure
beheld. She looked like a pure ange
just descended from heaven. The child
rem stood in the open doorway, with thei
hands extended and their eyes fixed il
delightful wonder. Dear old Frau Goet
zenberger saw nothing. or certainly she
would have observed the extraordinary
effect which this vision produced on the
Herr Professor.
Christkindchen spoke: her words were
in poetry-beautiful, softly flowing poet
ry. full of tenderness and love. The
Professor had silently risen. and now
stood in the shadow Of the long curtain
which was withdrawn from the door; fol