The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-11-15
The Brides Fortune.
A PLEASANT sronY.

n
ed In rusty suit of homespun, and
every article of his attire was of cor
responding kind
Suddenly group of mounted soldiers
came down the road. At sight of the
pedestrian they halted, and the leader
exclaimed, roughly,
Halo, old man, out with your pa
pers. You know | suppose, our empe-
ror's orders are that no one in this dis
trict can travel league without them"
"But am not traveller. am only
visiting my estates
"Ha, hal-your estates That is good!
Come now, show me your pass at once,
or / shall arrest you in the emperor's
name"
"As did not bring it with me, you
will have to do as you please in the mat
ter. The good emperor shall never hear
that he has a dsobedient subject In
Josef Weyer."
"You talk fair, old man, but you must
come along. Fall in line. Carl, keep
an eye on the prisoner.
The Judge before whom the old man
was taken being very busy, ordered the
new. conner to be put in prison until he
could attend to his case. Being of an
active turn of mind, Herr Weyer soon
made himself general favorite by lend
ing helping hand to everything that
was to be done.
One day he was busily engaged in
cleaning a window when an astonished
voice sounded behind him, "Do my
ewes see falsely, or am right in what
/ think-that it is the good Herr Weyer
engaged in such remarkable busi-
ness 2"
''You see truly, my son. Time hangs
heavy on idle hands, so | do the work
which comes first in my way. You see
came from home without my pass, and
the soldiers arrested me-"
''The villains!" calculated his Won
>lering listener, "to lay hands on one
who could, daresay, bny and sell the
whole army"
''They were not to blame. One must do
that which seems to be his duty" was
the philosophic answer.
"And III soon do mine; which is to
see that you are released within an hour.
am known here and my word will be
taken"
The young man turned to go, but
Josef laid his hand upon his arm, and
fixed his eyes earnestly on his face.
"My good friend" he said, 81 would
well like to hear your name before you
start on your kindly intentioned errand.
You seem to know me well, and it is
rare stroke of good luck that you do
but cannot recall that have ever be-
fore laid eyes upon your face albeit it is
truly an honest and well favored counte-
nance.n
81 am the son of one of your tenants,
and right glad am to make some small
return to you this day for the many fa-
vors you have extended to my father
who is Rudolph Kline, of the valley
farm in Szentes."
$50 you come of that worthy mans
stock, do you? and your own name
is
sit is Rudolph, after my father. But
at once go and make known to the au-
thorities their great mistake, or / shall
be too late, and the end of this day will
still see you prisoner, instead of on
your way to your home and family"
''Go, then, my son, and may your er-
rand be successful Meanwhile 1 will
endeavor to finish my work"
Thus speaking, the old man turned
again to the polishing of the window;
and in that trifling action was sounded
the keynote to one of the most eccen-
trio but successful of lives.
He was Josef Weyer, the peasant
millionaire of Szentes, Hungary-a man
who had originally been small farmer,
but by untiring industry and thrift, and
by judioious investments in cattle and in
in land, he had come to possess an enor-
NOUS income, although clinging to his
primitive peasant dress and to the simple
habits of his early life.
He was soon releaed, and upon the
back of his favorite horse, that had
been returned to him in good condition
was again riding along the highway on
his homeward route.
Two or three years after the occurrence
of this episode in the life of Josef Weyer
he had started out for visitto some OF
his tenants.
His way led through narrow lane,
and as he went along his attention was
atfraofad hx tho sound of vehamant sohs