The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1875-11-10
VOL. 1.

I 1900
back without it.
Van Baerle had addressed it to hi
nurse, the old Tristan woman; and implor
ed any charitable .oul who mig hit find it
to convey it to her as safely and speedil,
as possible.
In this letter there was little note in
closed for Rosa. -
Van Baerle's nurse had Received th
letter in the following way:
Leavir9 bort, Mynheer Isaac Boxte
had abandoned not only his house, hi
servants, his observatory, and his tele'
scope, but also his pigeons.
The servant having been left withou
wages, first lived on his little savings, anC
then on his masters pigeons.
Seeing this, the pigeons emigrated from
the roof Of Isaac Boxtel to that of Cor,
nelius Van Baerle.
The nurse was kind-hearted woman
who could not live without something to
love- She conceived an affection for the
pigeons which had thrown themselves on
her hospitality; and when Boxters serv-
ant reclaimed them with culinary inten>
tons, having eaten the first fifteen al
ready, and now wishing to eat the other
fifteen, she offered to buy them from him,
for a consideration of six stivers per head.
This being just double their value, the
man was very glad to close the bargain,
and the nurse found herself in undisputed
possession of the pigeons of her master e
envious neighbor.
The note. as we hare said, had reach.
ed Van Baerle's nurse.
And also, it came to pass, that one
evening in the beginning of Februsry,
just when the stars were beginning to
twinkle, Cornelius heard on the stair
case of the little turret voice, which
thrilled through him.
lie put his hand Oh his heart, and liz
tened.
1t was the sweet harmonious voice of
Rosa.
Let ms confess it, Cornelius was not so
stupefed with surprise, or so beyond
himself with joy, as he would have been,
but for the pigeon, which. in answer to
his letter, had brought back hope to him
under her empty wing; and, knowing
Ross, he expected, il the note had ever
reached her, to hear of her whom he
loved, and also of his three darling bulbs.
lie rose, listened once more, and bent
forward toward the door,
Yes, they were indeed the accents which
had fallen so sweetly on his heart at the
Hague.
The question now was, whether Rosa,
who had made the journey from the
Hague to LGuvestein, and wbo-Corne>
Illus did not understand how-liad sue
ceeded even in penetrating into the pris-
on, would he fortunate enough in pence
treting to the prisoner himself
While Cornelius. debating this point
within himself was building all sorts of
castles in the air. and was struggling be-
tween hope and fear. the shutter Of the
grating in the door opened, and Rosa,
beaming with joy. and beautiful in her
pretty national costume-but still more
beautiful from the grief which for the last
five months had blanched her cheeks
pressed her little face against the wire
grating of the window, saying to him.
''0h Sir. sir, here amr'
Cornelius stretched out his arms, and
looking TO heaven, uttered a cry cfjoy,-
''Oh, Rosa, Rosar'
Hush let us speak low; my father
follows on my heels" said the girl.
"Your fatherT'
AYES, he is in the courtyard at the bot
tom of the staircase, receiving the in
structions of the Governor; he will pres
emily come up"
"The Instructions of the Governor p
Listen to me, I'll try to tell you all in
a few words. The Stakeholder has a
country>house, one league distant from
Leyden, properly speaking kind Of large
dairy, and my aunt, who was his nurse,
has the management of it. As soon as
received your letter, which, alas ! ]
could not read myself. but which your
housekeeper read to me. i FASTENED to my
aunt; there remained until the Prince
should come to the dairy; and when be
came, asked him, as a favor, to allow
my father TO exchange his post at the
prison of the Hague with the jailer of
the fortress of LGvestein. The Prince
could not have suspected my object; had
he known it, he would have refused my
request. but, as it is, he granted it,"
"And SO you are here p
"As you see."
"And thus 1 shall see you every
day ?"
"As often as can manage it."
"Oh. Rosa, my beautiful Rosa, do you
love me little?"
"a littleT' she said; you make no
great pretentions. Mynheer Cornelius"
Cornelius tenderIy stretched out his
hands towards her. but they were only
able to touch each other with the tips of
their fingers through the wire grating.
"fiere is my father" she said.