The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1875-06-10

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/ wss dead, and that Conrad had given u
d the home and the shop and that he ha
. gone 10 the great war with the French IAN
8 that was nearly all.
!, Franz Hoferdshl had not landed on th
!; shores of the New World paupcr in any
!, thing but youth and strength, and be foun,
i friends ready enough to take the place .
the old ones as far as might be and after b.
. had got over the first dase and bewilderment
! and became somewhat accustomed to tb
! racking changes in all habits aud ways o
! life, he tried to settle down as man o
property and substance, and be happy.
."If only old Gottleib Midturgsr uer,
with me-" be said to Christine. II woulc
} give good deal just to see the old fellow
lay down his pipe and look into a dirty
watch"
Christine said very little, but her bright
American home became dreary enough a,
times when she shut her eyes and let her
thoughts 60 back to the old sleepy German
village. She read all the accounts of the
great war, too, wondering if any of ., old
neighbors had been in this battle or that,
and ste listened very silently when her
father said:
at Conrad Midturger was in any of that
lighting, II be bound he behaved himself
well. There's good blood in the Midbur-
gers, and Conrad is fine boy"
'.lle must be man by this time" said
Christine.
And then she thought what very tall,
fine looking man be must be, and how well
he would appear in his uniform.
But when, after while, there was new
OF peace, and they heard that the army was
going home to be disbanded. old Franz
lloferdahl grew less thoughtful, and Chris
tine tried to arouse him, or amuse him, un-
til one autumn morning he said to her:
"And the other soldiers are going home.
l think it is pretty near time for me to 20
too."
ITO Germany, father?" exclaimed Chris.
tine, with sudden light in her eyes. 80
| father
mo, Christine solemnly replied the
old man; Germany is not the only father.
land. l am very old soldier, and think
this is my last campaign"
Christine understood him then, but all
in dreamy and unreal sort of way, until
few weeks later, she found herself sitting
alone in the house, while the chilling wind
that wh:stled by the window was freishted
with the first wh;s~ L--l:-,~---..r H.
winter.
1t seemed a cold, forlorn and empty sort
of world to Christine, and when she
tried to think of the v:jiuge where she was
born, that too, seemed empty and deserted,
and she imagined the old shop shut up, and
the snowfakes beating against the spider
webbed window.
The doorbel rang, but Christine did not
hear it, nor did she know that the servant
had admitted anybody until she was con
seious of heavier step almost beside her,
and a deep, clear voice, full of manly
strength, but that trembled in thrillingly
musical way said to her:
"Christinel Christiner'
She looked up then in the face-a ecar-
red and war bronzed face-of tall, erect,
noble looking man, who wore a medal of
honor on his breast, and whose dark, pen
etrating eyes were absolutely radiant as
they locked dowr into her own.
"Christine,'' he said again, ''do you un-
derstand me? l have come"
''lIe had come" she thought, for one
brief, burning moment, and it seemed as if
light and happiness and strength and the
Old German home itself, had come with
him. She now had an odd, quick fanny
that the door OF the old shop opened, and
the sun began to shine, and she could see
the two old men at their work, but she
arose and threw her arms about his neck
and only said between her sobs, 30, Con-
rad, am SO happy! go glad you have
comet
1t was sober day and sober meeting
after all, but some hours later, as they eat
by the crate in the parlor, where the fire
burned warm and cheerily, while the FIRST
merry snow fakes of the opening winter
fitted softly by the windows, and they ex-
changed stories Of all that had happened to
them, Conrad said to her:
"Ah, Christine, did not know myself
when you went away. ! did not know
had heart, but soon began to 6nd it cut.
/ found it was q great big heart, too, with
wonderful things in it. One love after
another seemed to wake up and speak to
me, to tell me it was there, until the
biggest love of all came to life. and it grew
till 1t crow ded out all the others and filled
up everything, and then ! had 10 come
across the ocean to find you, bat who
would have dreamed that you had kept wait
ing for me, waiting all the time for me to
come. was terribly afraid about that
"Ob, do1't know" said Christine "I
don't understand it, at all. All the while
it has seemed as if were only waiting
waiting-and that, if waited long enough
you would surely come"
sand here l am said Conrad, ''only
/ think there is good deal more of me
some how than in those dear old sleepy
days at home"
/ A SECOND street man called at the City
Hall market yesterday and engaged color
ed man to do . job of whitewashing. A.
noon the vhitewasber not having appeared,
the man made q second call. and 6n ding
the delinquent be exclaimed:
''fou, sir, are a bold iiar!''
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