The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1874-03-06

| pbI6u W lllS6IlDOW6l HIS luNOIltC.
Lutzow's heart was the long-sought
charm; and his eyes that erst CLEANED
in the darkness, the philosophers
stone the sages had failed to find
For moment the knife cleaned
fedrfully over the devoted ofering. -
But the masters mind was per-
turbed. Hans had carefully impress
ed upon him the absolute necessity
Of executing the purpose according
to his directions, and he had directed
that Lutzow should not be bound,
but laid gently upon his back, while
his heart was cut from its place living
and palpitating. But Lutzow didn' t
submit gracefully to the operation.
1t is in vain that his master coaxed /;
the more he coaxed the more Lutzow
became unrlily.
It begins to dawn upon Bimler's
mind that he would likely have some
unpleasant experience of the sharp
ness of. Lutzow's claws, but his
famous, black pets heart taken from
him while living Bimler was resolved
to have.
Another moment and the bright
steel CLEANED in the moonlight, and
quick as a streak of lightning it
flashed in its descent; a deep cry of
rage, a mufied shrek and howl such
as only % distressed cat can utter, and
Lutzow's sharp teeth and sharper
claws were planted deeply in the hand
of his treacherous murderer.
"Quhder and blitzen," shouted
Bimler.
But Lutzow continued his terrible
scratching and biting, literally strip
ping the flesh of Bimler's hand into
shreds.
The teutonic mind can't compla-
Gently contemplate defeat. A pur-
pose once conceived must be carried
out. With the courage of martyr
he persevered until the. palpitating
heart and the lately lustrous eye Of
old Lustow lay on the counter before
him.
The hour had come. The final ex-
pertinent was to be completed. The
secrets of Frau Bimler were about to
be revealed With stealthy tread
he approached the bedside of his
sleeping wife, bearing in his CORY
hands the charmed heart of the
champion dream-breaker of South
st. Louis.
Frau Bimler slept. Everything
was propitious, But Frau Bilnler
didn't sleep long. Something in the
atmosphere was unpropitious for her
continued repose. Perhaps. the
moonlight which poured through the
window was too bright for Islumber;
perhaps-but Frau Bimler was awake
and aware. She beheld spectacle
that gave power of utterance and |
strength Of arm. There was Fritz
full revealed by the moon
beams, with a bloody knife and CORY
hands. Had he killed her? She
thought so; and then she thought of
revenge, and with scream that
startled South St. Louis she sprang
ut her treacherous lord and speedily |
prepared his Uranium for wig, and
so tattooed his face that even Hans
Hirscher, his next neighbor and
nearest friend, could not have recog-
nized him. Then, taken with fit of
owing kindness, she caressed him
with such a warm embrace that when
ne was liberated he went sptinging
down stairs head first. Fritz Bimler
lidn't get up Immediately.
It was very late next day before
5he jolly landlord of "Bimler's Halle"
made his appearance He wore
sad countenance; he appeared as if
le had lately passed through bark
mill. When he came forth to greet
lis friends he was very much de-
pressed in spirits; his hands were
7ery much swollen; his glossy locks
we're gone, and Bimler was very reti-
cent. All that could be got out of
1im was that
"Dem tam foolishness was tam bad
1iziness. q"
"Where is Lutzow, Fritz" said
,a1ler.
"I knows noding. I tells nodings,
oy-dat yust ends der piziness." :"
But there were no more cats to
orowlin the moonlightand disturb the
lreams of the innocent in the vicini-
y Of Bimler's halle. They are all
gone, and he who loved their race so
veil bears about him honorable scars
'eceived on that dreadful night when
lutzow perished. Hitscher declares
here is virtue in black cats heart,
iince he now rests in serene enjoy
nent undisturbed by the concatena-
ion Of sounds that once rang through
lis domicile. Frau Bimler's belief
s that Fritz isn't so foolish as he was
,nce, and all is well at Bimler's.