Weekly hawk-eye and telegraph. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1855-1857, 1857-01-21

erl bedroom for this gentleman. You re-
quire rest, Herr schmidt Good night To-
morrow you will zee me sgain; but under
whatever circumstances this may happen, DO
not forget the word you have given me.
The name the young man had mentioned,
Oh well rs the large sum, struck the old man
with astonishment; but before he could re-
cover himself, his companion had left the
house, and the waiter came to light him to
his bedroom, where, wearied and worn out,
he soon sank into a profound sleep.
In one of the narrow and illlighted streets
Of Sachsenhausen, in an attic Of a lofty and
unsightly house. sat pretty blondine, about
twenty years OF age, busily employed with
her needle The furniture Of the room was
poor, but clean and tasteful The girls
whole dress would not have fetched many
kreutzcrs; but every article was as neat, and
fitted her as we'll, as il it had cost hundreds.
Her fair locks shaded face frightened by a
pair Of eyes Of heavenly blue, which bespoke
peaceful mind and pure soul The spirit
Of order modesty and cleanliness, reigned in
everything around her Her features were
delicate, like those Of one nobly born her
eyes betrayed sleeplessness and anxiety, and
ever and anon deep sigh rose from the
mniden's breast. suddenly, steps were
heard on the staircase. and her face lighted
| up with Joy She listened, and doubt seem
| ed to oversAadow her brow. Then came u
| knock at the door, which made her tremble
SO much that she almost wanted the courage
to say, come in" young man, shabbily
dressed, entered the room, and made low
but awkward bow
Il beg your pardon, miss" said he; does
Herr Schmidt live here 2
"Yes, sir What is your pleasure p
Are you his daughter Bertha r
II am
''rhen it is you that seek come from
your father
"For Heavens sake, where is he? What
has happened? Something must have hap
pened-this is the first time he has stayed
away all night"
"rhe misfortune is not very great.
"Oh my poor father, what shall l hear z
The young man seemed to observe the WIS.,
ible marks Of anxiety with great interest;
| then looking around the room, he said-"Do
not be frightened, my dear girl; it is no.
thing of great Importance. Your father met
last night an old acquaintance who invited
him to a tavern They had some wine to-
gether; but when the landlord came for his
bill, your fathers friend had decamped, and
left him to pay the score He had not sutfc-
lent money for this; and now the man will
not let him 60 until he is paid, and declares
that unless he gets his money, he will send
him to prison.
"To prison my father to PRISON. ex-
claimed the girl. Can you tell me how
,uuch the hill comes tn p
Three florins and half"
"Oh. God T. sighed the girl, "ali | have
does not amount TO more than one form;
but ] will 80 at once to Madame Berg, and
beg of her to advance me the money"
"Who is Madame Berg2
"1'he miliner for whom work.
'sBut if Madame Berg does not advance the
money--what then?' The girl burst into
tears.
81 am much afraid she will refuse. | al
ready owe her one form, and she is very
hard"
"For what purpose did you borrow the
money you owe her?
The girl hesitated to reply.
''You may trust me- l take the deepest
interest in your misfortunes, and sincerely
wish could assist you; but l am only
borrow that florin?"
"Well, my father is very weak, and occa-
sionally requires Strengthening. borrowed
that money to geta quarter of fowl for
him !"
Under these circumstances, fear Ma
dame Berg will not give you any more
Here is one form, but that is all possess
Have you any valuables upon which we could
raise some money.
Bertha considered for moment
81 have nothing" said she, at length, ''but
my poor mothers prayer-book. On her
deathbed she ensreated me not to part with
it, and there is nothing in the world hold
more sacred than her memory, AMI the
promise gave her; but still, for my fathers
sake, must not hesitate" With trembling
hand she took the book down from the shelf
"Oh sir, said she, during many Sleep
less night have been accustomed to enter.
the secret thoughts Of my heart on the blank
leaves at the end of the book. l hope no one
will ever know whose writing they are; will
you promise me that r
"Certainlv. my dear Bertha Do not alarm
yourself will take care that your secrets
shall not be profaned. But now get ready,
that We may go.
Whilst she left the room to put on her
bonnet and shawl, Karl T-(for the read
err will have guessed that the young man was
no other than our hero) glanced over the
writing of the girl in the book, and his eyes
filled with tears of emotion and delight as he
read the outpourings Of pure and pious
heart; and when they had left the house to-
gether, and she was walking beside him with
a dignity Of which she seemed entirely un-
conscious, he cast upon her looks Of respect
and admiration.
They first went to Madame Berg, who did
not give the advance required, but assured
the Young man that Bertha was an angel
Certainly this praise Mr. Il valued high
err than the money he asked for. They
pawned the book, and the required sum was
made up. Bertha was oveuoyed.
But if you spend all your money to-day
remarked the young man, ION what will you
live tomorrow
Il do not know, but l trust in God. shall
work the whole night through"
Eyes, trust in God firmly, and He viii
help YOU, exclaimed Karl, with an enthusi-
asm which almost betrayed the emotion he
felt
When they came to the tavern, the young
man went in first to prepare old Mr.. Schmidt
for the part he wished him to act; then he
fetched Bertha, 1t is impossible to describe
the JOY he felt when he saw the young girl
throw herself in her fathers arms, and press
him ~ her heart
"Oh, father said she, ''what dreadful
night have | had how uneasy have been
about you. But, thank God, have you
gain; and her face Frightened up with a
smile of Joy
She paid the bill, and triumphantly led
him home. + accompanied them, and
said he had few more kreutzers in his peck
ct; she had better go and get them something
to eat And then you should have seen this
darling girl, how she busted herself, and how
gladly she set about it The young man felt
rs if he could fall at her feet and worship
her Ii was late before T. went home
that night; but the leap from the Main
Brucke was no more thought OF. He came to
the house every evening, in order, as he said,
to share with them his scanty earnings,
About fortnight after, as he was going
away one evening, he said to Bertha: "Wili
you become my wifes | am only poor
clerk but am honest and upright"
Bertha FLUSHED, and cast her eyes to the