The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-12-06

MIN. Dack TO 1lIS.. ne never SpOk6
Of this adventure, which he seemed
to have forgotten, and everybody
was careful not to recall it. His
character was visibly affected !; fro m
frankness and joyousness he had
become taciturn, and when he was
particularly happy he coRtented
himself with. simply smiling.
Alter the year 1915, jean Bernard
was placed In q bank, while his
brother renounced his profession of
arms and bought him farm in the
neighborhood of Mulun.
III.
There was a heavy storm in May
ence on the 21st of November, 1922,
raining from six o. clock in the
morning till mignight. Toward s
O'Clock in the evening of that day
Major Hasner, of the Prussian army,
was dancing his little girl on his
knee as usual, giving her his nous
tache to pull, and listening to the
recital of her prayers. After re-
ceiving several of those big, child
like kisses that resound so charming
Iy, he laid her down in her little
cradle. AS soon as Mile. Charlotte
closed her eyes, her mother rocking
her and singing softly one of those
Iullabies that can be traced even to
the savages, the officer went into the
parIor, where his mother sat waiting
for him. He Kissed her forehead IN
sincere flial affection, then walked
up und down the long room several
times, halting finally before a WIN
dow to look out upon the gleam of
light that stretched from the parlor
candles upon the wet sidewalk.
A graceful young woman, one
finger on her lips, and stepping
lightly out of the room where her
little girl had just fallen asleep, ap-
preached the dreamer, who, though
ne had just been promoted to ma
| iority still wore his captains uni
form.
'What are you dreaming of,
Frederick p she asked, as she lean
ed her head against her husbands s
shoulder.
"Of you, Martha" he answered
as he reached out his arm to draw
her towards him.
''Is it the rain which makes you
feel SO sad ?''
''No, but the prospect of passing
my evening at the inn, when ii
would be SO much pleasanter for
me to stay at home with you.
"Then why do you go?"
E'You forget, my dear, that my
old friends, Weisch and Buggler,
have offered me punch for tonight,
which we are to drink IN honor OF
''Can't 1 go with your
''No," answered the major, who
couldn't keep from laughing at the
idea of seeing his Martha enter the
bar room of an inn.
''Then they don't allow women in
your miserable old tavern ?'
cit is they who refuse to come
At least, that was the way of it
when [ was lieutenant. Single then
Martha, I have been with you SO
much that don't know whether
there has been any changes or not
"Then go quick, so that you can
come back all the sooner, said the
young wife as she disengaged herself
from her husbands arms.
Major Hasner, who had now
reached his 34th year, was one OF
the most promising officers of the
Prusslan army. His character was
mild, and his regular features car.
1 81 4ho4 hog
melancholy than otherwise. He
threw his great army coat about
him, buttoned it up, looked out o-
the window, and then came back
and sat down opposite his mother
and beside his vile. Martha had IL
her hand one of Nile. Charlotte
little ribbons, which that young
lady was probably dreaming of a
that very moment.
"Come. GO on, now, and let mt
have this sofa all alone" said hi
wife, who saw. his hesitation anC
wished to help him out Of it.
She received another kiss, and
tae Major, after having traverset
the room three or four times will
measured tread, bade his mothe
''good night II with d sigh, he stop
Z ped moment before the door 0
) the bed chamber to hear the regula
| breathing of his child, and thel
; went away.
: There was still a fine drizzlin
rain outside. 1t was quite dis
t8nce between the majors hous
and the cafe Aux Armes de Bran
denburgh, which was situated nea
the cathedral.
l Devil take Buggler and Weisc
for breaking IN upon my habits i
such weather as this, muttered tn
officer, as he felt the rain in bi
face.
There was a time when the raj
, would not have made much diffel
4 ence to him and then he wouI
. have been equally Indifferent no
| late he remained at the tavern. BJ
/ that was when he was a heutenan
. when he was in France, when hi
!. mother was far away and before b
] knew Martha.
The major was late IN arriviD,
and his appearance was receive
with she most respectful salut;
ton from his subordinates and
hearty shake of the hand of b
4 friends.
The veteran Buggles, who ha
been the first to arrive, had take
the largest table in the room. q
/ broke out in hurrahs when he So