Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1882-07-08

beTnan glEl gave MN . 1uiiio anu O DiaSH
in passing. and just half courtesy. The
ingratiatory smile fingered on the unshy
Gabriels face as he returned, and half the
student crowd loathed him at once and for
ever.
That's very pretty little girl, said
the elder Gabriel to the younger.
'Is she?" said the other absently. he
was thinking of Thurley. What had the
girls in Heidelberg to do with him, or he
with them?
The elder Gabriel fingered to late
hour on the chance of seeing Minna once
more, and, falling, went home discontented.
The younger sat there in spite of smoke,
dreaming and waking up at times to make
splendid resolutions for the future. The
two went home together in no compan-
ionable mood, and parted with surly
good night on the one side and preoc-
cupied one on the other. That evening
was the turning point of their respective
careers. Gabriel the younger stuck to his
books and his dreams, while Gabriel the
elder stuck to the Round of Veal.
What with his fresh. colored, cheerful
looking, impuden5 face, his handsome fig
ure, aud bis bo!dness of attack, and what
with the downright droll broken German
he began to speak with such assurance of
faith he made great strides into the good
graces OF Fraulein Nina. He did not see
her often. and when he did it was mostly
as the bard saw his sweetheart in the old
fashioned ballad. They met twas in a
crowd. But here and there ne encoun-
tered her out of the crowd, and as it is a
word and a blow with some pugnacious
people, 80 it was a word and kiss with
the unshy Gabriel. Fraulein Minna used
to box his ears and escape laughing.
There was no more popular young for
eiguer in Heidelberg than the elder Gabriel,
so long as he was clear of his rivals at the
Round of Veal" But there he was an
eyesore. He had more money than his
German compeers, and more than most of
the young Englishmen who were studying
there at the time. His father and his uncle
were both tolerably generous, and the elder
Gabriel kept the joint purse for his cousin
and himself. Gabriel the younger never
wanted pocket money, and the purse bearer
was rich with double share of riches. He
made nothing in his genial impudence of
Offering his tobacco pouch to Herr Derrick,
or even to the the great Herr Bayer him
self ; and he had always smile, a good
evening and shake hands, after the
Euglish manner, for the Fraulein Minna
when she passed through. Studious young
Germany could only sit and drink to her
health, in wide eyed, solemn silence, while
this insolent intruder made play with her
before their very noses. He would have
been challenged and sliced in pieces over
81 o,ar ,r,;p hut for 4ba cb;raIro,,s TO-,
tonic idea that stranger ought to be al.
lowed to choose his own weapons, and a
fear lest he should choose those of nature.
A sabre cut was honorable, but nobody
wanted to go about with black eye.
There were unguessed terrors in the fight
ing style OF the mad and barbarous island
ers.
have said that the heart OF the great
Professor was friendly and tender or
gan. 1t began in vague and curious way
to be troubled and to trouble its owner.
Herr Bayer began to suspect that he was
in some way out of order. He was forty
years of age, and had given up being in
love great many years ago. There had
once been figure in brief petticoats, a
figure with blonde hair, memorable as
having had roses in it once on sunshiny
day, at village Kermesse, figure graci-
Gus and pleasing to young mans eyes ;
but that was long since, and the owner of
the figure had resigned herself to wed
some richer" Diving into memory's re-
cesses-impelled to that exercise he knew
not how-the great Professor recalled to
mind the sensations his young heart had
experienced in those long past days, and
came to be of opinion that they were
of the same sort or species as those
which now disturbed him. A profoundly
scholarly man who is fat and forty,
and buried deep in the dust of antique
tongues, finds some difficulty in igetting
into the opaque light OF everyday exist
ence in search of everyday needs. 1t may
be imagined what task of difficulty human
fat, encountered by forty years, finds it
to rise on the wings of love and float into
loves empyrean. Yet the Herr Professor,
whose whole life was a pursuit of splendid
impossibilities, attempted this, and before
he knew it achieved it. The great theory
of the common origin of Languages lost
nine-tenths of its absorbing charm for him,
and his appetite deoayed. The saucy
countenance OF the Frsulein Minns came
in between him and the sccidence of more
than one common language. The mere
vision of her plump fingers broke the tilmy
nexus between the debased Rommany of
modern times and the tongue spoken and
written by sages in ancient Thibet. His
pipes and his learning afforded him no more
than visionary consolation. He made
dream-clouds out of each of them, and in
the clouds foated the dainty form OF the
" Round of VEAL" and his own fat-encum.
bered figure went dangling after it.
Herr Bayer was not without courage,
even of the desperate sort, and when once
he had resolved upon the character of the
complaint which perplexed and annoyed
him, he had also resolved upon its cure
The Fraulein's father would laugh at him
beyond doubt, and the Fraulein would
beyond a doubt say "No." Very good,
then. He would have the laugh and the
"No" both over, and would go back to
his books again.
He went his way to the Round of Veal, -
and found Herr Derrick alone in a desert OF
sand, modulated by tables and spittoons.
81 shall surprise you, my good sir, u
laughed at. -
80 ?" said Herr Derrick, past his pipe.
81 am forty years old" pursued the
Professor. 81 am as fat as l am old, and
l am in love"
Herr Derrick took his pipe from his lips
and put it back again, saying nothing
:" 1t is your daughter" said the great
Professor, blushing. 81 am not such a
blockhead as to come here expecting any.
thing but to be laughed at. When you
have laughed at me, and your daughter has
said No. will go away again. There
is, said the Professor (who was necessarily
versed in the proverbs of all nstions), "no
fool like an old fool"
"So?' said Herr Derrick. Wait min
ute"
The Professor sat down and strove to
bury himself in improvised study of the
differential calculus. He felt that his pur-
suit of philology had obscured his math-
ematics, but he could get no enthusiasm
under the circumstances. His heart
thumped against his side, and the figure Of
the fraulein foated in the smoke before
him. It was perhaps quarter of an hour
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