The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1866-05-10

easily.
Then he saw what it was that bulged the
surface of the canvas. No wonder, indeed,
that it had warped away from the frame
Il Was Enthusiastically crammed-be-
tween the canvas and the back of the old
wooden case with scraps of dusty paper.
Ernst Christian Schoeffer felt quite in
dignant with the perpetrator of this unnec-
essary mischief .' 9fa
The Goth y he muttered. This must
have been done in Bavaria, don't believe
there is frame maker in Ulin who would
have been SO ignorant of his business.
He laid the picture tenderly aside, and
shook out the contents of the empty frame
AS he Gid so he suddenly changed color, and
began trembling from head to foot
Gracious Providence he exclaimed aloud
what is this p a...
1t was little bit of yellowish paper that
of the heap-a dirty, oblong, yellowish
scrap, filled i'll with several lines of close
printing in the middle, and adorned at each
corner with little engraved medallion He
took it up--he laid it down--he snatched it
up again. Then he plunged his hands wild
ly in the midst Of the heap, and took up
first one little crumpled scrap, then another,
then another-then drew the whole heap to-
wards him, and examined it with a strange
frantic, feverish avidity, that was almost
terrible in its intensity. f-.r
Every one of those papers lying piled be-
fore him on the table was bank note
There were hundreds of them-hupdeds and
hundreds; many endorsed with his fathers
own writing; some Austrian, some Prussian
some French, some English. And they
were as various i'll their value as in their
nationality. They represented sums rang
ing from one thaler to five hundred, from
hundred francs to a thousand, from five
pounds to fifty.
The hall starved heir to all this wealth
felt at first as if he would go mad with joy.
He laughed-he cried-he shouted scraps of
song At length, to sober himself he plung-
ed his head into a tubful of cold water, and
then sat down to add up Lis money.
3 1t was complicated task. In order Ito
accomplish it with any degree of accuracy
he had to translate the language of each
currency into aorins and this was feat al
most beyond his knowledge. Morning at
length surprised him asleep in the midst of
his riches, his head resting on the table, the
pen fallen from his hand, and the sum of to-
tai still unwritten.
Wolfgang Schoefer, the bankrupt bookse
Ter, the poverty stricken inhabitant of the
old house on the Graben, had Just been
miser after all Nothing when one came
to think of it, was easier than for him to ac-
cumulate wealth while seeming abjectly
poor. His special branch of trade, be it re-
membered, was the sale of old Bibles, and
there are certain rare and curious old Bibles
such, for instance as the Coverdale Bible
of 1885, with wood cuts by Hans Sebald
Benham are, when perfect, of almost
value. 1t came out on inquiry
that the painters father was believed to
have known more of this branch of bibIio-
graphy than any German in his time; that
for the last fifteen or twenty years he had
been known to all the principal collectors
and booksellers Of the Continent; that hun
dreds OF precious volumes had passed
through his hands; and that, on more than
one occasion, be had received and paid some
1.-THE highest prices on record for certain
famous early editions. Perhaps one of the
oldest parts of The story lay in the fact thai
among all the old books which numbered |
LAOl OAd bOuoO Ob HUH DdS6IuGuI
to attic, there was not found one volume of
any Importance 1t appeared to have been
his habit to deal, as it were in only one val;
liable book at time, and always to have
the book in his own keeping. AS soon as
had succeeded in picking up scarce vol
ume he knew precisely to whom to take it, |
and what price to set upon it; and so was
ever turning his money, journeying from
place to place, and laying up riches of which |
no living soul in his native city SO much as
suspected the existence
1 W *ITJ*T5*JC*DS*
1t came, when 81 counted to no less sum
than one hundred and twenty two thousand |
Horins that is to say, about ten thousand |
and two hundred pounds of our good En- |
glish money.
How the painter deposited his fortune in
Herr Schliermacber's bank how that ex
cellent gentleman marveIIed at the same,
and took quite paternal interest in the |
young man from that moment; how he
invited his dear young friend to dinner that
very evening how Ernst Christian made |
his appearance in the bankers drawing
room at six o'clock punctually, dressed in a |
suit OF resplendent black, and looking as i'll
he had never known what it was to be hun
CRY or shabby in his life; how the beauti
ful Salome, grown suddenly quite shy and
distant, reduced her lover in the course of
the evening to a state of vassaIage more
AFFECT than ever how the story of the pic
ture padded with bank-notcs flew through
the country and made its appearance in ev
cry newspaper where the German tongue
was written and spoken how, finally, be-
fore three months of wealth had passed over
bis head, the painter became the happy
husband of his beautiful sitter, are facts
which here can receive no more than a pass
ing record. We have given the outline
those who desire to fill it in with detail
must seek in Ulm (the cradle of his fame
and the centre of his affections) for all that
is yet left untold of the story of Ernst Christ
ian Schoeffer.
.y 1000 AMELIA B. EDWARDS
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has not been saved in autumn." writes an
experienced person, 1T should be selected
from the crib with much care. Choose the
long ears with large kernels and small cob
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