Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1879-06-07

OF SODeT, WulKOmmon Zu CracOWen!'
More and more mystified, and now convi ice
o. the folly OF any further explanation, Mr.
Clinch took the extended hand of his all, ,ed
uncle and permitted himself to be led int the
castle. Ihey passed into large banqu sing
hall, adorned with armor and Implements Of
the chase. Mr.. Cltnch could not help noLt:tnr
mat, altnough all the appointments were l1oer
the smoke Of the huge chimney made the air
murky. The oaken tables, massive in carving
ana rich IN color, were Enthusiastically greasy,
one of the dozen half wild dogs who we're occu-
plying the room was tearing on the floor. The
1og, yetplng ran between the legs Of retainer,
and the dog into corner.
AND whence came you last?" asked the ba-
t fSn, aiisregarding this little contretemps AID
throwing himself heavily On an oaken Settee,
Mnlie ne pushed queer. uncomfort ab!e-looklng
STOOL, with legs like Siamese-twin connected
double toward his companion.
Mr.: Clinch, who bad quite given himself up
10 late, answered, mechanically, Paris"
The baron winked his eye with unalterable
elderly Wickedness. Zach Gott. 1t is nothing to
what It was when was your age. All, there
was MANOR, Sieur Manon we used to Call her. I
suppose she's getting old now. How goes on the
Ieud between the students and the CITIZENSHIP?
Do you go to the bal in la Cite?"
MI; Cnnch stopped the flow of these Justice
sShalloW-like "reminiscences by an uneasy excla-
nation. he was thinking Of the maiden who
Interpreted his nervousness " What, ho within
w1ne.'
feet. ''Not for me! Bring me none Of your
of til"
The baron stared; the three servitors stared
also.
al beg your pardon" said Mr.. Clinch, recall
ing himself slowly, "but fear that Rhine wine
does not agree with me-
The baron grinned. Perceiving, however.
that the three servitors GRAINED also, he kicked
two of them into obscurity and felled the third
he said, turning to the astonished CIinch. .:give
over this nonsense. By the inter of Bishop
Hattie, thou art as big fool as her,
"HattO?" repeated Clinch mechanically,
''what! he of the Mouse tower"
'.Aye, of the Mouse tower, sneered the baron.
"Oh, see you know the story"
Why am like him?" asked Mr.. Clinch in
The baron grlnned. "He punished the Rhenish
wine as thou dust, without Judgment. he
.The jim JAMS" said Mr.. Cllnch, mechani-
The baron stared. 81 know not what thou
the Wdes and 's ssM
snakes, toads, rats+in his boots But princi-
paly rats ats rs Said they pursued him. Came in his
ooh" said MIR. Ciinch, with sudden return
to his former self and his native inquiring hab-
It's ;n Then that is the fact about Bishop Hattie
ellis enemies made it the subject Of vile
SANDER against an old friend Of mine,'' said the
baron, "and those cursed poets who believe
may the devil fly away with them-kept it up"
Here were facts quite to Mr.. Clinch's skeptical
mind. He forgot himself and his surroundings.
"And that story OF the Drachenfels ?" he asked,
lnslnuat1ngly. "The dragon, you know. Was
he, too"
The baron grinned. IA bore transformed by
the drunken brains of the Bauers OF the Sieben-
gebfrge. Ach Colt. Ottefried had many hearty
laugh over 1t, and 1t did him, as thou knowest,
good service with the nervous mother OF the
silly maiden"
MI. Clinch, persuasively.
"Schonberg? Seven sisters?' What ofthem?"
demanded the baron, sharply.
why, you knOW-the-tne maidenS who ere
SO coy to their suitOrs and-don't you remen-
ber?Z-jumped into the Rhine to avoid them"
".Coy? Jumped into the Rhine to avoid suit
dea sRe ke n RuGPs k M1n o.
ing. Thou knowest married one Of the Schon-
berg girls, as did thy father. How coy they
were Is neither here nor there, but mayhap we
a Fellow as thou art when petticoat Is con-
cerned-cOuld not as gentleman, do other than
ne dld-and this Is his reward! Ach Colt, coy
nVered in PaItS?s'
Mr.. Clinch would have answered that this
was the way he read it in guide book, but
PLANTATION. Besides he was on the eve of his
toric information-he was, as it were, Interview
log the past and whether he ever would be
could not bear to lose it. "And how about the
Lorelei?-1s she too fiction?" he asked, glidly
ut was said," observed the baron, sardonic-
goosekeeper's daughter at Waldeck-heaven
knows where!-thOu vast swallowed up In a
, Whirlpool with some creature; Ach Colt! be
thou wantest to know OF the coy sisters OF
sS s. Hark ye, jam, That cousin Of Ii ne
Is Sc S,chonDerg call you her coy7' Did not
thee as She does to be robber and thief, cali
Furious as MI. Clinch inwardly grew under
hardly relieved the maiden from s deceit or hI
self from weakness But out of his very per-
plexity and travail bright idea was born. He
turned to the baron.
"Then you have no faith In the Rhine le-
gends?"
The baron replied only with contemptous
shrug OF his shoulders.
"YOu?n
eyes, out Of my own experience"
Inc baron was curious. 1t was early In the
afternoon, just after dinner. He might be worse
..Tve only one condition." added Mr.. Clinch.
:. young girl, mean my cousin, must hear
..Oh, see. The old trick! Wen, call the
Jade; but mark ye, Sir Nephew. no enchanted
maidens and knights. Keep to thyself, be as
thou art, the wandering vagabond and knight
call the Lady Wtlhemina"
II was tue first time Mr.. Clnch had heard his
fair friends lame. 1t was not the first tine ne
had seen her, as the very decided wink the
gentle creature gave him testified But with
handS llghtly claSped, and dOWncaSt eyes, she
modestly stood before him.
Mr.. Clinch began. Without needing the bar.
ons scornful eyes, he graphically described his
assent TO an invitation from LOrelei and his
descent into whirlpool OF the Rhine, some ten
years before. 81 am free to confess" added
Mr.. Cllnch, with an appealing glance to Wilhel-
NINA, "that was not attracted by the graces
OF the lady, but only by my desire to visit un-
travel to See-' 0''o :"
"Par1s," interrupted the baron, sarcastically.
america" continued Mr. Clinch.
america"
Yes, gnome-llke sounding name-this Mer
lKer. Go ON, nephew. Tell me OF Meriker.'
With the characteristic fiuency of his nation
MT Cnnch described his landing on those en-.
Cnanled shores, via the Rhine whirlpool and
hen Gate, East river, New York. He described
tne railways, tramways, telegraphs. hotels
monograph and telephone. An occasionaI oath
broke from the baron, but he listened atten-
lively, and In few moments Mr.. Clinch racon
teur had the satisfaction OF seeing the vast hail
slowly filling with open eyed and Open-mouthed
retalners, hanging upon his words Mr. Clinch
went On to describe his establishment at meet
Ing on those very shores some OF his own
blood and kin. In fact" said Mr.. Clinch,
.'here were race calling themselves 'Clinch,'
but all Claiming TO have 0eScpOdpd from, Koj-