Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1875-12-01

proud / was Of you, and how I loved
you'll" aIea
s'And you worked for me, didn'tyou,
Krescenz ?" &a. s. has M
"Ah, didn't I? We were alone in
the world, you and me. [ paid poor
old woman very, very old woman,
who could not do anything else-a
penny day for taking care of you, and
/ worked for us two. 1 was strong
little girl, and as industrious as bee.
People gave me work to do; it was very
hard until I was about IA, and then l
learned to sew, and things began to be
better. At Is I was able to rent little
room for MYSELF, and SO bring home my
little brother. All, Max, how often we
have been hungry together! and yet
you are brave boy for your age.
have pulled you through the worst, and
now God has taken us both into happi-
ness and safety. No more scanty crusts
for YOU No more sitting up all night,
sewing by candle, for me. No moro
pinchIng OF the heart when rent day is
coming round. Who could have thought
of it-that Karl, whom every one
admired, should have sought out mel
I did not accept him hastily Max, for /
was afraid he might change his mind;
afraid that he had not known what he
was saying, or that he did not know
perfectly how much people thought of
him. But he would persist in loving
me, he would, indeed; and that is why
I laugh SO much when the people tell
idle tales. If you only knew, my good
people, I think, If you only know how
well know And Max-you see / do
not mind saying anything to you--I
must confess that the greatest trouble /
have had lately has been the feer that
so much sitting up at night was taking
away my good looks. look SO slckly
sometimes when the morning light
comes in. Stare me well in the face,
Max, and tell me if am getting ugly"
''You are the prettiest and loveliest
girl in the town, sister krescenz.
''But I am not rosy, like Gretchen,
nor are my eyes SO big and bright as
Louise's, nor
mo matter" persisted Max. 'Not
one of them can smile the way you
do"
CATER that I must say something
nice to you, Max. Sit down here on the
grass, and let me tell You the kind of a
life we shall have over in our little
house yonder. We shall have four
rooms of our own, and there are vines
growing round all the windows. We
shall have a pretty garden, with bees
and bowers. and field with a COW in it
[ shall do my sewing sitting under
tree, looking down on the Moselle. You
will go to work with Karl, and in the
evening you will both come home, and
we shall have supper in the garden"
L wish we had some now, Krescenz.
&c / wish We had, my boy; and I think
it is time to go and look for some coffee
and bread"
The sister and brother turned their
steps toward pleasant summer house
OF refreshments, built among trees, upon
the high ovsrhanging bank of he river,
where the people of Trier love to drink
coffee In the cool of the evening. As
the girl and child took their simple
meal in nook of the projecting terrace,
the blue Mosel.e rushed unier heir
feet, and Trier lay bathed in ruddy glo-
~ IN the distance before their eyes, with
its strange contrasting outlines softened
into magnificent harmony, and the fierce
black Roman gates making frown on
the very front of the sunny landscape.
"How splendid it looks, the dear old
town q cried Krescenz. "Do you know,
Max, I cannot understand Why people
ever leave their homes to go out into the
world"
81 should like to go out and see the
world" said Max.
You muslin say so, Max. Nothing
would ever induce me to leave Trier.
They were rambling among the ices
on the hillside, stopping now anc ahen
to lean forward and take fresh peep at
the beauty of the river and the ex-
quisite CLEANS Of the distance on either
side.
''Oh, Krescenz, Kresce1z |! I have
found pair of lovers"
mo! Have you, Max r. said Kres-
cenz, with interest.
Behind that large tree, in such a
pretty nook. Just peep around, and
you can see"
Hide, then, while I peep SO care
fully"
Max retired while Krescenz leaned
forward with smile of mischievous de-
light. and peered frcA behind screen
of leaves, herself unseen by the objects
of her interest. When the boy thought
he had waited long enough he came
forth again and plucked her by the
skirt.
She turned to him slowly, and put
her finger on her lip.
'Krescenz Krescenz p whispered
the child, "what makes your face SO
dreadful 2 Are they ghosts ?"
6 Hush, Max I cannot see, take
me by the hand and get me into some
quiet place, where nobody will find us. +"
"Oh, Krescenz, you are i'll Are you
going to die ?"
''No, dear, shall not die Fetch me
some water and tell nobody"
Max obeyed, and while the red light
paled on the Moselle, and purple min
gled with the crimson and olive Of its
banks, the girls white face lay on the
moss gazing hlanklv inward with