Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1860-02-08

ly. 1t is quite time,'' replied the baron. ssMy
name is Louis s.Weli. but what else?' ssHow.
you are not afraid said the count, taking the
baron's hand. 81 am the Crown Prince.''
The colonel drew back, and would have rails
ed his hand to his hat, but the prince exclaim-
ed, s'How! shall l lead you back to the oak,
Leinau, where you swore to be my brother ?''
'sThe true foundation of friendship is want
ing, equality answered the baron. ssIn the
eye of the world, dear Leinau,' replied the
prince, sit is wanting, but not between our
selves. Before the world you will give me my
title, but when are alone together, l am
your brother, and you will call me Louis.''
EXPLANATIONS.
In the company of the prince, the colonel
forgot the pastor, Mauritius, whom he had set
out TO seek only from weariness of his mon
Otonous life. The two friends were right in
believing that they were made for each other
Both loved, hated, honoured, or despised the
same things although, ,ottentimes, from very dif-
ferent reasons. The prince, although no braver
than the baron, was more enthusiastic. He
possessed very lively sensiblites, while the
colonel more precise, more quiet, or at
least, more master of himself. His influence
went to moderate the feelings of the prince or
to raise them when they sunk. 1t was exert
ed to keep the good sense of the other clear
and paramount. Each considered the other as
having bound him by the greatest obligations.
From this time their studies and pursuits were
alike The baron consented to remain guest
at the residence of the prince, and the latter
! lived in a very delightful way. Kept at a dis
tance, almost hated by the reigning duke, his
life, hitherto, had been that of prisoner or
exile. The people generally loved the crown
prince, the more on account of this dislike,
but none ventured to express their affection o.
penly. They knew that the duke was still in
his best years, and that it would be some
time before they could honor the prince as
the rising sun.
Soon after his arrival at Friedland-such
was the name of the princes residence-the
baron had manifest proof of the severity Of
the old duke towards his nephew.
The prince was desrous of making his
| friend present Of money, when he ascertain
! cd that the baron, once accustomed to live in
! opulcncc, had lost nearly the whole of his
| property. In rendering him this gift, he en-
It'll q il the interest of that sum which he had
received from the baron in London. .sWhat
if did return that sum- he added, ssto your
steward, as soon as l got home, yet must pay
the interest of it all my life long. The duke
left me without help. enjoining it upon me in
the StricteSt manner neither to contract any
debts, nor to break my incogpito. And then
he suddenly recalled me--and knew not what
would have been the consequences had / hes
itated to obey him." Upon further eXplana-
ton, the prince was astonished to learn that
the baron knew nothing of the payment OF the
debt. The receipt of the ost-office, through
which the money was transmitted, was produ-
ced by the prince. letter was instantly des
patched to Leinaus steward, and the honest
old man replied, that he had never received
the money. The prince. ordered an eXamina-
tion of the post-office, and the receipt of the
money at that place was amply proved but
letter of the dukes came to light, directing
that all the letters of the prince, during the
first year after his return, should be forwarded
to the capital. Thus the riddle was solved.
But the trouble taken in getting at the solu-
ton, had disagreeabe consequences. Ii bro't
the baron under the notice of the old duke,
who probably suspected him to be disaffected,
and that, on this account, he was residing with
the prince. The prince was commanded to
Danish Leinau from his estate. Nothing re-
manned but silent obedience, unless the two
friends were willing to eXaSperate the duke.
The colonel returned to his humble dwell
ling, and here received weekly visits from
his prlncely friend, or, when visit was not
practicable. there came letters; or they met
halfway between their respective residences.
CHANGES.
One stormy winters morning, when the snow
was deep, and it was yet dark, and the colonel
was still in bed, loud noise was heard at the
door of his little mansion. Some one knock
ed. The door was opened, and steps were
heard. The baron imagined that the prince
had come, whom he had not seen now for some
days, on account of the bad weather.
After while the old steward entered the
room, and approached the bed, with candle
and huge letter. sEWho has come so early 2
asked the baron. Gone of the dukes cou-
riers, from the palace, with this letter. an
swered the steward.
The baron grew alarmed. His grace, the
duke, whose's princes look the baron had not
forgotten, could certainly send nothing good.
''Probably,' thought he, ''a gracious command
to show the prince the door when he comes to
,,rs@
of the letter ran thus: ssTo the President of our
Prtvy council, the noble Baron OF Leinau."
''What ~ cried the colonel, sprnging from
the bed, 81, the President of the Privy- coun
Gil! Are the people crazy, or do they want
to make me so 20
He tore open the letter. and read his nomi-
nation to the highest honor in the state, written
in all due form, to which was added the gra-
cious command to come to the palace immed-
ately. The paper was signed Louis; and by
way of postscript, were written in the prince S
own hand the following words: :sThe first act
OF my reign dear Baron, is to call you to ME.
Come without delay It seemed to the baron
as if he had fallen from the clouds. SIS the
duke dead 20 he inquired of the steward. The
old man could give no satisfaction. He was
sent to inquire of the courier, and the answer
was, that the duke had died of apoplexy.
The steward trembled in every limb, for APP
opleXy a thing he did not at ali like. He
fastened to the baron, and said ssHis grace
the duke is dead" But the word apoplexy
did not pass his lips.
.sWhatl how 20 exclaimed the baton.
ellis grace was ever sudden in his move
ments.'
ssBut how was it2 Was it sickness, or some
accident 20
:sHis majesty, it appears, has been pleased
ccidentaly-to-to die"
ssBravo!'' cried the colonel, and drew on
his travelling clothes, and fastened to the