Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1879-11-20

possessed OF all taShl0naDle accomplish
merits; adored her with enthusiasm, and
love,I thought, would repay me for every
disappointment. But | soon saw that she
wished to make me her slave, and yoke
all other men besides to her triumphal
chariot. ! broke the engagement, and
selected poor but a charming girl-a
sweet, innocent being, as thought, who
would be lite's own angel. Alas! found
her one day bidding adieu with tears and
kisses to youth whom she loved. She
had accepted me for my wealth only. My
peace of mind vanished. Isought diver
sion in travel, Everywhere | found the
same hollowness, the same treachery, the
same misery In short, | became dis
guSted with lite, and resolved to put an
end this night to the pitiable farce"
unfortunate young man," said the
other, with tears Of sympathy, 81 pity you.
confess have been more fortunate than
you, possessed a wife and daughter,
who came forth pure and immaculate
from the hand OF the Creator. The one
has returned to him in the whiteness of
her soul, and so will the other"
Give me your address, old man, and
permit me to visit your daughter to-mor-
row. Also give me your word Of honor
that you will not inform her, or intimate
in any manner, that am a rich man. I"
The old man held out his hand
81 give you my word. am anxious to
convince you that have spoken the truth.
My name is William Schmidt, and there
is my address," giving him at the same
time bit OF paper which he drew from
his pocket.
"And my name is Karl Trait. | am
the son of Anton Trait. Take these bank
notes, but only on condition that you
do not leave this house until
fetch you from it. Walter! bedroom
for this gentleman. You require rest,
Herr Schmldt. Good night, Tomorrow
you will see me again."
In one oil the narrow and ill-hghted
streets Of SaChsenhausen, III in attic Of a
lofty and unsightly house, sat a blonde
about 20 years Of age, buslly employed
with her needle. The furniture of the
room was lean and tasteful. The girls
whole dress would not have brought many
kreutzers, but every article fitted her as
well as if it had cost hundreds. Her fair
locks shaded face frightened by pair
Of eyes of heavenly blue. The spirit of
order, modesty and cleanliness reigned in
everything around her. Her features were
delicate, like those of one noble bOrn her
eyes betrayed sleepiness and anxiety, and
ever and anon 4 deep sigh rose from the
maideu's breast. Suddenly steps were
heard on the staircase, and her face light |
ed up with JOY She listened, and doubt
seemed to shadow her brow. Then came
a knock at the door, which made her
trcmble so much that she almost wanted |
courage to say Come in" A young man, |
shabbily dressed, entered the room and |
made low and awkward bow.
81 beg pardon, miss v said he; "doos
Herr Schmidt live here?"
"Ies, sir; what is your plcasureP'
"Arc you his daughter, Berlha?"
81 am"
Then it is you that seek. | am from
your father"
"For heavens sake, where Is he? Some
thing must have happened-he has stay
ed away all night"
"Thc misfortune IS not very great"
"Oh, my poor, poor, father! what shall
| hcar?"
The young man seemed to observe these
visible marks of anxiety with great inter.
est. He said:
"Do not be frightened; it is nothing of
great Importance. Your father met last
night an old acquaintance, who invited
him to q tavern. They had supper to.
gether, but when the landlord came for
his bill your fathers friend had decamped,
and left HIM to pay the score. He had
not sufficient money for this. and now the
host will not let him 90 until he is paid,
and declares that unless he gets his money
he will send him to prison.
"To prison!' exclaimed the girl. "Cnn
you tell me how much the bill comes to?
There forins and half"
ooh, God!" sighed the girl. "All III
have does not amount to more than
Ilorin, but | will 90 at once to Madam
Berg and beg her to advance me the
the money ", Ii
"Who is Madamn Berg?" II
"The milliner for whom work"
"But if Madame Berg does not aydancc t
The money-what then?" Il
The girl burst into tears.
81 am afraid she will refuse. already '
1--WE her one florin, and she is very hard" /
"For what purpose did you borrow the I
money you owe her?" It
The girl hesitated to reply. Ii
"You may trust me. " II
WELL my father is very weak, and re.
lurns strengthening. | borrowed the q
money to get quarter of a fowl for him."
"Under these circumstances | fear u
Madame Berg will not give you any. | $
possess nothing. Have you any valuables t
more? Here is one form. but that is all +
lpon which we could raise some money" d
Bertha considered for a moment.
81 have nothing" she said at length,
but my poor mothers prayer-boOk. On .
Ter death, bed she entreated me not to
,art with it, and there is nothing in the c
world | hold more sacred than her memory q
md the promise gave her; but
lot hesitate" With trembling hand $
he took the book down from the shelf. .
%, SIR she said, "during many sleep
ess night | have been accustomed to en-
er the secret thoughts Of my heart on the j
flank leaves Mt the end Of the book |
ope no one will ever know whose writings .
hey are; You will promise me that?"
"Ccitainly, Bertha, will take care
hat your secrets are not protancd But a
ow get ready, that we may gn." t.
While she left toe room to nut on her lC
onnet and shawl, Karl Tratt (for the n
oung man was no other than cur hero) =
anced over The writing in the book, and
is eyes filed with tears of emotion and If
eight as he read the outpourngs of g
ure and pjous heart; and when they had o.
'ft the house together, and she was walk. c.
ne beside him with dignity of which "
he seemed entirely unconscious, he cast &C
pom her locks of respect and admira- pl
ion. le
They first went to Madame Berg, who b
id not give the advance required, but +
ssured the young man that Bertha was g
n angel. Certainly this praise Mr.. Trait Il
alued higher than the money he had Ill
sked for. They pawned the book, and yc
ie required sum was made up. Bertha
as overioyed. m
"But if pou spend all that money to- ls
ny, remarked the young man, ION what " "
ill you live tomorrow" ~
81 do not know, but trust in God az az
iall work the whole night through" u,
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