New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1876-09-17
NEW ORLEANS REPUBLICAN, SUNDAY SEPTEMBER IT, 1876

allow, overlook her, just Is she had givel
| mp in dispair.
What il the matterl" he said, chez,
fully. "What makes you look 9" ssdr'
] Il have lest my locket: MY !ocket
] loved better than anything have"
] $50! That is bad. Have you looked TO
it!''
| eyes, vent back said Lizzie, despond
| irgly; ''hut l could not 6nd il; of course,
| will ak if they have seen it at Mise BuI
toms when go there tomorrow. BIT
| know they won't find it. l will never se
| it again-neverl'
! THAT would be too bad" said Ernst
| very svmpatheticaIly, considering the fac
that the very lockrt. go ismented, was g
rest in his own vest pocket: He bad foun'
| it on the hall floor. So he left Miss Burton q
THAT little locke. have kept for years.
continued Lizzie. SIT was given to mo b!
| the best friend ever had"
The locket began to burn in the traitor
| ous vest pocket
'.Your best frienfi Indeedi And HOW
| do YOU know who ia Your beat friepdl'
~ know he was." said Lizzie, eimply.
"PnsbsDs the picture of this 'bsst friend
was in the lockets'
Eyes, it Was" she answered, in a low
voica.
II hope You NAV be go lucky az to find &c
great . treasure" Ernst remarked, sarcasti
ctlly.
Lizzie sighed. deeply. 81 hope so. 1t il
the only likeness have of my dear brother
Richard"
"Then it shall be found" cried Ernst. 81
will ask about it myself. tonight, and find
it,, and bring it to you, to morrow, when
you are going hcme. Shall ~
Lizzie agreed to this proposition, and
'h-v parted, Ernst smiling and repeating 9:
.To-morrow you shall have your bes,
frieud."
Weeks passed by. Again met together
the Philharmonic Orchestra; again the
master lifted bis baton, and tender bar
monies stole forth, lightly as the white sea
toam laps the sand, then as it glides swiftly
back, snd. gathering its strength, hur!s it's
wild waves against tho shore, SO ewelled
and surged Neil Grades symphony.
And LizZis was there. This time, also
her ticket came from the same and, bnt
not mysterio rsly, as if afraid to acknowl-
edge itself, but openly and sGnarely. More
than this, Ernst gas going to walk home
with her She had promised that she would
wait for him; and there she sat, "a secure
and proud as sny enc Of those handsome
girls. with their cavaliers beside them.
When the concert was over Lizzie kept
her seat and enjoyed the hustle of the de-
parting audience; the wrestling with over
coats, the fastening of closks and boas. the
with which each young fellow
mufflad his chargs in her dainty wraps
the crowd ebbed away. Lizzie
began to look toward the stage anxiously.
Ernst came not.
pater faMiiias protecting the rear, hustled
his flock before him. No Ernst Besser.
The last ones looked curiously at the soil
AIRY figure sitting there.
Lzzie's heart died within her. Ernst
lad forgotten her She could doubt it no
onger She sprapg from her seat, and LETT
he hall. Unhappy and confused, she hur-
led along the street, scarcely knowing
which wsv she went. uxious only to get
way as quickly az she could.
So we'll did she succeed that Ernst Besser,
ler unit! she was about to turn into Ora
mercy Square.
''Where are you gong9" he cried.
II am going home" said Lizzie, coiily,
ct not without halt sob
The only answer Ernst made was to take
er hand and ORA " it firmly under his arm.
"Don't." said Lizzie; Il can take care of |
lyself, # You please"
But don't plea.e-and Won can't take
are of yourself. Way did You run away |
'ithout waiting for meg
II thought vou had forgotten"
Forgotten? Herr Bergman detained me-
got away FRI N him as soon as he would |
,ch thing!"
Yea. thought so. Il was easy to do
mo DOUBT you find it easy to forget me.
There was something in Ernst's ewes. "A
looked into her face, " hich sent q tremor
rough her. She grasped desperately at
q n est words that came to her lips.
"Ion Can not remember one person all the
mel mean often" she faltered.
II VIII show yOu how to do it," Ernst
id, in low earnest voice. marry me,
zzia."
ne soid earth melted and flowed away
I'm L'zzle's eyes for a seconu. When it |
came solid again there was Ernst. with |
hand grasping hers, waiting for her
sUer
Would you know what it was-Lizzie's
Look. some Saturday evening, into the
ck room OF bakery on - street, over
ich Is the name Ernst Besser, and see if
is poss IDLE to recognize the happy, soft
ID girl who sits sewing in low chair
ore the fire. a
.rnst, with his music rack before him, | I
his violin under bis chin, plows througn t
classic studies, until his vie
8 her eyes. 9
Come down from the heights, now,
'st, and play something like, she saws. =
he musician smiles indulgently, and I
q more the little room echoes with the Q
es OF Muse l Den" Then Ernst throws t
10 ms violin, and bending over, sings a
N the last lines of the song o
IL all ;obo o. | u
~. "The Fates, when first csrght a q
from your sweet eyes, at your win y
:, whispered over US, SO soil die Hook Il
eim.'" n