The Grange advance. [volume] (Red Wing, Minn.) 1873-1877, 1875-11-17

unOer 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.''
Il wish we had some now, Krescenz.''
81 wish we had, my boy; and I think
it is time to 60 and look for some coffee
and bread,' .~.
The sister and brother turned their
step toward pleasant summer-house Of
refresbment built among the trees upon
the high overhangipg bank Of the 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
Noselle rushed under. their feet, and
Tr:er lay bathed in roddy glory in the
distance before their eyes, with its strange
contrasting outlines softened into mag
nificent harmony, and the fierce black
Roman gates making frown on the very
front Of the sunny landscape.
"How splendid it looks, the dear old
tcwn!' cried Krescenz. "Do you know,
Max, I cannot understand why people
ever leave their own homes to go out in
to the world.''
Il should like to 20 out and see the
world" said Max.
"You mustn't say so, Max. Nothing
would ever induce me- to leave Trier."
They were rambling among the trees
on the hillside, stopping now and then to
lean forward and take fresh peep atthe
beauty Of the river. and the exquisite
CLEANS of the distance on either side.
"Oh, Krescenz, Krescenz! I have
found pair of lovers.''
enc! Have you MAXI said Kres.
cenz, with interest.
Behind that large tree, in such a
| pretty nook. Just peep round and you
can See.'
glide, then, while 1 peep so care
fully
Max retired while Krescenz leaned
forward with smile Of mischievous de-
light, and peered from 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 plucS ed her by the skirt.
She turned to MIN slowly, and put her
finger on her lip.
'Krescenz! Krescenz!'' whispered the
child, ''what makes your face so dread
full! Are they ghosts q
'Hush, Max! | cannot see-take me
by the hand, and get me into some place,
where nobody will find u.s.
ooh, Krescenz, you are i'll! Are you
going to die!''
ono, dear, shall not die. Fetch me
some water, and tell nobody
Max obeyed, and while the red light
paled on the Moselle, and purple mingled
with the crimson and olive of it's banks.
the girls white face lay on the moss, gaz.
ing blankly upwards with fixed eyes.
The tears trickled over Max's innocent
cheeks as he nestled at her side and kiss
cd her lips, her hands, and her hair.
"Oh, Krescenz! may not call some
one to come and help you home?'
"No, dear, no. said the young girl,
starting up. ''We are not going home
any more. We are going away some
where else, you and I together
"What, away from Tricr?''
eyes, am tired of Trier.''
ST thought you said you could never
leave rrier; and what will Karl say to
you?"
''Oh, Max! oh, Max!''
"Where shall we sleep tonight, if We
keep walking on at this rate =
1--WE shall rest on the road, and to-
morrow we shall travel further. There
are other towns besides Trier, where in
dustrious people can get work to do
"Oh, krescenz! am afraid you have
gone mad. Those people behind the
trees must have been the wicked spirits
We read about, and they have harmed
vou.'
do you know who they were, Max {?
Karl and Louise. Gretchen was right,
after all
"But did they say they were going to
be married p said the boy. 'Oh, don't
groan, Krescenz, and will try to ask no
more questions
Dear Max, there is nothing more for
me at Trier. That is why we are going
together out in the world.'
''Oh, that could grow big and 60 back
and kill him!''
Hush you must not talk such non.
sense. You must take care of me now, as
l have nobody else."
''That 1 will, indeed; but CHI, Kres-
cenz, my canary!''
"Somebody will take care oft, dear.
We can get another
"And your pretty little shrine y
''Somebody else will kneel at it. can
pray to God anywhere, you know"
Deepening shadows dropped on the
Moselle, and the two young fig1rcs hur.
red on through the purple twilight away
from Trier.
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