The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1877-11-21
THE UNrERwALD WEDDING.

twenty be thought OF nothing bu
law; at thirty of nothing bat plead
ing; at forty he became Judge ant
only at fifty.tive did be make the dis
covery that weighing law and spill;
ting hairs upon the meaning of word
and phrases is scarcely all the pleas
ure to be found in existence.
At ffty-lve he awoke to the con
sciousness that ne had wasted life
lie was very clever at every point il
the common law OF the Unterwald
but be was not wise enough to know
that at that age one can scarcely be
gin life over again If apart from
the law he had ever passion, i
was quiet, half doubling love o
/ fishing; and therefore when be CAV,
up bis judgeship, and retired int
private life with the respect and eve;
venera;ion of sll who knew him, hav
/ ing angled all bis life after clients
and settled the differences of othe
legal anglers through nearly a scor,
ofyears, he fell to angling for fish a.
the one JOY of this life
Indeed it was this Eew occupation
amidst nature, trees, flowers and liV
ing waters, which prompted Maitr,
Seller to the conclusion thst be ha,
made a mistake in life when b,
brought it down to the grinding Law
from New Years day to st. Sylves
ter's-which is the last day in De
Gem Der.
The old mans heart was desolate
His quiet, resigned old housekeepe
/ "a sad spinster who had thrown her
self into the pathetic and tears early
10 life), Mailter Seller found, nov
that be saw forest and sky daily, I,
be quite wearisome woman anC
the consequence was that Maiirr
Seller would pack up his fishing wal
let, with crust and a flask of whit,
wine for his lunch, and go out from ST,
ia the morning until sunset.
One day, having caught trout un
til be was weary of unlocking them
aud the afternoon being close (it wa
a warm April that YEAR,, be fel
asleep under whispering fir tire,
and there be slept the sound sleep o
innocence for hours
Then as be awoke, be experienced
that wonderful luxury, a gradual re
gaining of the senses, while a swee
voice was singing in the distance.
When be sat up and rubbed hi
eyes be found that the sun had set
and that be himself was rather stiffe
in the limbs than was comfortable
The voice came nearer, and through
the break in the glade be saw {
mountaineer girl singing as sh'
came slowly forward, followed by
two or three bounding goats.
The girl was about sixteen be
yellow. light, wsvy hair was drawn
to the back of the head, and there feI
in two long red ribbon-,ied plaits
while the black bodice and poppy
colored skirt, completed a far NOR
charming picture than any the Judg
had seen in the court through all bi
legal years.
he sighed lightly.
Don't be afraid" be said, gently
The girl smiled as she saw th
pleasant old gentleman, and said
"Oh, no and Bruttlewart and Mitch
lin would butt you if | told them"
The goats looked at the strange
in an undecided way, bu, apparentl
decided to go on muncbing.
And = BIO art thou?"
Il am Lotte"
And where does Lotte live?n
81 am the daughter of Foreste
Yeri."
"Ha, ha! art thou daughter G
Forester 7 Ii reminds me ! have see
him in my court at sessions, and a
other times Is bis house fa
away ?"
But a turn, messire, in the path
and the Forester will be glad to Sc,
thee, good herr, if be knows thee"
why, who have we here ?" aske'
the forester. looking out from th
head of the stone steps, which le,
from the living floor Of his fores
home to the ground.
Good even, Yeri; thy daughte
has found me ] am Messire Seller
late judge of the canton. Hast thol
so soon forgotten me ?"
"Hai It's Messire seller !" cried tb
forester, dofiiiDg bis bat and hurry in
down the steps.
u fell asleep" said the old judge
looking yet upon Lotte; "and thougI
| am still as active as roe, | did no
wake until the sun had gone down
am a long way from town, m,
wallet is empty and 50 also am
and, therefore. am asking thee 70
some supper, ieri.n
With right good will" said :h
forester, holding out his hand, whie
the Judge took; for in and a5ou
Switzerland tho general equality c
riches appears to create an equalit.
of habits; the officer and the privat
will sit down together, and the grea
man OF the district viii not find hin
self i'll at ease when be eats his sur
per with a small farmer. the latter
meanwhile, being perfectly hospitabl'
never servile, and rarely uucomforta
BILE, when face to face with man {
superior social rans.
The good wife, kristine, now con
ing forth with welcome, these fou
people shut out the evening, after er
tering the forester's hoase, and Lott
and her mother fell TO work prepal
ing supper.
The red-cbecked coarse white clot
was soon upon the table, the woode
spoons and plstters laid, and the bi
tureen. lively with pattern Of viii
flowers, was ready for the soup.
Not much of q meal-but plail
soup, the beef which made it cate
with vinegar and oil, black brea
and strong cheese. the whole washe