The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1877-02-28
LADY FIREWORKS SECRET.
CHAPTER 1.


IN Tx BLACK FOREST
In the midst of the Black Forest in Ger
many, lies hidden the picturesque village OF
Zcrlitz
The principal building in the village is
the little wooden Lutheran church, the only
house of worship.
The pastor of this church a year or two
ago was Herr Brocken or Father Broken,
Is he was affectionstely called by his people.
He kindly, supplemented man.
Here he had dwelt 20 years, the father
the pastor and guide Of his simple people;
here his wife had recently died; and here he
hoped to be buried He was childleSs, his
family consisting OF an old housekeeper and
young girl known as his niece.
This niece of the pastor was the idol Of the
good people of ZOrlitz. She tended the peas
ants in their illnesses; she visit d the quaint
old houses like a sunbeam, bringing with
her always warmth and sunshine.
One afternoon in June, at the time we
have indicated our heroine, after making a
call upon a sick old woman began the ascent
of the steep hill in the direction Of the par
sonage. When half way up the slope, she
turned aside into the woods, pursuing a
shaded path at an easy pace. swinging her
-brimmed hat by its ribbons from her
arm and carolling German song in sweet
voice that reused the birds to emulation.
She was about seventeen years OF age,
tall slim, and graceful with a beauty un-
mistakably English, and yet more unmis-
takably patrician.
This girl, with her wonderful beauty,
which would have made a sensation in the
queens drawing room, with her exquisite
refinement of looks and manner that de
clared her gentle birth and breeding. pos
sessed a grandly generous nature, warm
heart and impulSive temperament and,
withal, personal magnetism that attracted
every one to her
She had been thoroughly we'll educated.
the good pastor and his wife having gloried
in her keen intellect and in her thirst for
knowledge They had taught her various
languages, music for which she had a posi-
tive genius, drawing and painting, and va
rious feminine arts; but her accomplish
ments were among the least OF her charms.
The path along which she was walking
came out upon spring whose clear pool
was Swallowed by bending trees. This vas
a favorite resort Of the young girl and she
sat down upon the green bank, the song dy-
ing on her lips, and strange gravity over
spreading her face
"Oh. dear" she said. signing; 81 am so
tired OF this dear, stupid old Zoriitz. | wish
that could see something of the world out
side. have read of the great towns of diff
ferent peoples of life beside which ours is
stagnation. | am growing disconnected.
Must live here all my life, and die, and be
buried here. knowing nothing of any better
existence2 If il were not for leaving uncle
I'd beg TO be alb to go somewhere as
gOverness. But | can't leave him, and he
will never leave ZOriitz. And yet I'd give
half my remaining life for change-if /
might only go somewhere and see something
OF the world"
Did some mischievOus spirit hear her com
plant and resolve TO grant her wish? For a
change in her life was close at hand-a
change greater than even her vivid magma
ton would have dared conceive. That very
hour was the last she would ever know of
commonplace existence. Perhaps it was as
we'll that she could not read the strange flu
ture before her, else she might have shrunk
from it in terror and misgivine preferring
the safe shelter of the Z0rlitz parsonage in
the depths of the Black Forest to- the
whirling vortex, the perils and troubles
lying in wait for her IN the great world out
side"
She was still musing discontentedly when
a sudden rifle shot rang out sharply upon the
ARA deer vent flying past-and a singing
pain in the girls left arm sent thrill of
faintness quiyering through her
A low cry escaped her as she realized that
she had been shot That cry was echoed
from the Mortified lips of two huntsmen,
who bounded into the glade, and halted alb
ruptly at sight OF her.
By JoveT cried one speaking in the Eng
iish language. "A perfect Diana, Glenhsml
And you've shot herr
The other raised his hand in an imperious
gesture, com handing silence, and advanced
towards the fainting girl, his countenance
still wearing an expression of horror, in
which were now mingled deep pity and
keen remorsefulness
The girl had tainted quite away by the
time he had reached her Flinging down
his unlucky ride, the young man devoted
himself 10 her recovery with peculiar gen.
tleness and reverence. and with an assidu-
ity that speedily recalled her to conscious
ness. She opened her eyes upon the siran-
gers, blushed wildly. and arose unsteadily
10 her feet, retreating few PAGES.
"a perfect little queenl' cried the gentle
man who had before spoken. who would
have dreamed of finding such magnificent
little beauty in this wildernessl i say,
Glenham-'
The girls pale face flushed scarIet.
Pardon" she said. speaking in English
with an accent a. pure a. that OF the gentle
men, but understand English"
The two young men were, for the mo-
ment. covered with confusion. Then the
one who had been called Glenham addressed
himself to the young lady, svowed himself
the author OF her injury, lamented his own
awkwardness and begged to be permitted 20
examine her arm Ia ascertain the extent of
her wound, and TO endesvor to alleviate her
suffering
Hls evident sorrvu, ais chi,slric courtesy,