Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1882-09-22
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NO, Sald TOttlleO, Win a serlOu
air. Only the dead mother's-she i
dead, but yet she is alive. | canno
understand it, but Christel says 1t il
so, and she knows. She could explain
it to you. We have no mother here
the dear God has taken her into tht
blue skies. But at night, when The
stars shine, and We kiss our hands t
our mother star whenever it shines
We kiss our hands and say: we gree
thee" Christel taught us to do it. She
is our little mother now.'
Thou dost love her very much, .hi:
sister Christel ? Bartel asked.
/ Oh! yes. Such a dear Christel
Look now at rher. Is she not dear
with so rosy a face and smile sc
sweet? You have also a rosy face the
child added, lifting a fat finger tenta
tivelv toward the admired beard
! RLeinhardt's cheeks indeed showed /
bright tlusL ed through the tanned skin
| do not know how it was that Chris
tel suddenly called:
j 'GottlIeb, come here, Thou must
help lie little;' Aud in moment
the other children came running with
the moss and twigs and the men built
Il fire, over which Christel proceeded
TO cook the dinner. 1t was not long
cooking, and when it was ready they
all sat down on the moss to enjoy it.
Gottlleb had returned to his post by
Reinhardt and Liesel had followed
him.
How cool it was: how grateful the
forest air, and how fragrant the spicy
forest odors. There were wild flowers
all about, and aromatic shrubs. But
the children thought black bread and
liver sausage far better than flowers
and fragrance The little mouths
wero SO full that the little tongues
j., were pertorce hushed. There were
three groups, little separated Klaus
and Heinrich; then Bartcl with the
other two children. An exclamation
burst presently from the father group.
'Donuerwetter cried Klaus. 4 have
burned my tongue with so delicious
coffee,
'Dost thou hear. Liesel: : Gottlieb
asked. Herr Klaus has said bonner
"etter Christcl has told me it is
wicked to say
He SAYS it because be is not mar
ried,' Ieisel explainei, with much
gravity. 1t is very bad for a man not
10 be married. He falls into such
habits the Frau Pastoria has
told mr.'
But | am not married, either, Gott-
heb rrlolned, after u pause. i might
then say it, too
Thou silly child" exclaimed the
Older Liesrl. Thou art but baby
And besides, doSt thou not believe that
ChrIstel knows all that We must do,
anal all ,hs.~we must net do, a,so::'
'Ach. yes, said GottIeib, contented-
~. aud then turning 10 Bdrtel, he ad-
deI. 'lou do not say it, So viii not,
even when | am man and not mar
rled,'
Eeiuharl could scarcely help laugh
ing at toe idea being made IA model
for youth. There were various express
slons otstronser important than Klaus
simple hearted outbreak, which occur
red 10 hin, as neither unusual nor un-
accustomed. They relieved the mind
on occasion OF stumble on a rough
road or IN tie case of refractory beasts.
Christiana, it seemed, disapproved OF
the unobtrusiye 'Donnerwetter.
w hat Il good little girl she is he
thought. lie had known many; the
blackeyed, saucy young women who
sold carvings and pictures to the tour,
lists; the daughters and sisters of the
'ther guides; good climbers, all oi
them, and of the utmost independence;
he even knew pretty girl who danced
at a small theater in one OF the minor
Bavarian towns; bat Christiana, SC
simple, so loving, thinking only of the
care and comfort Of the children
chased these figures away as if she had
been the sun and they mist And a:
yet he had only spoken to her once.
But on the way home he walked be-
side her, carrying the weary Gottlieb
and he made several not very note
sorthy remarks He said that through
the woods at sunset was very beauti
ful he asked If she ever went out in
the evening; perhaps she sometime:
took the children for stroll he said
oh, no, that Gottlieb was not at al
heavy, and that he was a dear child
and how fond he was of his sister
Christiana, and how happy a thing
affection was. and that he Bartel) haC
no kindred, but was alone in the world
and these remarks b ing interSperseC
with rather long pau>es, broken only
by Gottlieb's calm, infantile snoring
At their end Farmer IIeinrich's house
was reached and the, the sleepy chill
lren were marshaled in doors by
Christel.
Come often and drink mug of beel
with me, friend Bartel,' the farmer
said at parting. 'Christel will draw
it for us at any hour
Reinhardt replied with a good dea
of cordiality to the worthy mans hos
pitable invitation as he said: Good
night and went off with Klaus to tn,
inn.
Christel drew the beer the next morn
ing. Bartel came to talk over the
crops with the farmer and to bring
much interesting information in re
gard to the different growths of othel
! portions of the country. He came tn,
following afternoon. at Heinrich's re
: quest, to fetch walking stick which
he had himself cut. and mounted will