Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1882-10-10

dred, but was alone in the world, al
these remarks being interspersed will
rather long pauses, broken only by Got
tleib's calm, infantile snoring. Farme
Heinrlch's house was reached, and tn,
sleepy children marshalled indoors BY
Christel.
"Come often and drink a mug of beel
with me, friend Bartel," the farmer
said at parting. "Christel will draw il
for us at any hour"
Reinhardt replied with a good deal O.
cordiality to the worry mans hospita.
BILE invitation as he said "Good night,
and went off with Klaus to the inn.
Christel drew the beer the next morn
ing. Bartel came to talk over the crops
with the farmer and to bring much in
teresting information in regard to the
different portions of the country. He
came the following afternoon at Helm
rich's request, to fetch a walking stick
which he had himself cut, and mounted
with chamois' hoOf Christiana drew
the beer and then went to look to the
children, the garden, the dinner, the
hOusework. Such q busy little girl
The farmer said warmly:
ut is long since I have met such a
young man, friend Bartel. You stay
here but week. pray you come every
afternoon, if you have time, that may
have the pleasure of talking with you
and drinking with you. You drink
we'll, my friend"
Reinhardt used to come, accordingly,
about three O'Clock each day and sit
for an hour or SO on the porch. To
Christel, bringing the beer, he said,
"GOod day, Fraulein," and she re-
sponded, "GoOd-day Herr Reinhardt,u -
and went away.
But the night after the birthday feast,
as she was carrying pail of milk across
the fields to neighbor, (the children
being safe in bed, Bartel had overtaken
her and had walked the greater part of
the way with her. 'Fraulein Chris
tiana," he called her. The next night
he had come through the garden where
she was looking at her lettuce beds, and
had whispered for an hour to Fraulein
Christel. And two nights later-Hein-
rich being gone to the inn, at Klaus
came to the porch where
the girl was sittings gsthinking-of what,
I wonder? He began to tell her of his
work, of its WEAKNESS, of its loneliness,
tel drew little nearer to him.
"You fear for me ?" he asked. He put
his arm about her to reassure her. "Lit.
tie Christel," he said, "may 1 tell thee
1 love thee so dearly. It's
80 lonely in the mountains; have no
home; wilt thou come and make one
for me ?"
Christiana's crimson cheek was 80
tO Ii iJ hor hoo 70, fon
"Thou art 30 gentle with the chill
dren; thou art so good to them. Thou
wilt be kind to me?"
ZACH !" she said. "How can leave
The little ones? Liesel, who is the old
est, is but eleven"
''But I will wait!" cried Bartel.
May wait, my dear one? ?"
''In five years" said Christel, simply,
she might take the care. If you would
be willing"
"If YOU would be willing?"
"If thou wouldst be willing" she re-
moonlight.
Reinhardt caught her in his arms and
kissed her again aud again.
II will wait for thee as long as thou
wilt" he said. ''Thou wilt wait SO
ong for me? Thou wilt not weary 2"
II cannot weary of such waiting"
she answered, looking up at him with
her clear, trusting eyes. "And five years
Is so short time. But as yet we shall
say nothing about it, 1t would, perhaps,
trouble the father to think of my ieav-
ing him."
at shall be so then, if thou wilt"
answered. Then he kissed
her once more.
And the next day he came to talk
with the farmer and Christiana brought
the beer, and he said, "Good-day, Frau
Iein," to which she replied, GOOD day,
Herr Reinhardt, and went away to the
children. In week he had gone.
Oh! how happy Chris:iana was The
children could not love her enough.
"ThOu sweetest sister," they said,
Thou art more and more kind to US.
Thou crt truly an earth angel"
Heinrich said tenderly: my little
daughter is more willing every day"
And Klaus: "Christel is girl in a
thousand. Would that I had such a
Christiana was saying: I'm five
years so short time! Why, tits already
three months since he went away" AT
twenty, time does not lOiter.
She received no word from Reinhardt.
It would have attracted too much no.
tice had he written to her; and, in
truth, his hands were more accustomed
to managing q mountain staff than a
pen. But Klaus had taken another of
his journeys and had brought the news
that Reinhardt was doing well and had
sent many remembrances.
Cn thu Uinfor nQacQ6 hU and the
spring and summer, and in the autumn
the rowing Klaus again set forth on his
travels.
= Christiana was standing beside her
father on the porch, when, late one af-
ternoon, they saw his short figure com.
ing toward them.
"Greetings, neighbor!" the farmer
called out, as he drew near. "What
tidings bring you Z"
"Sad news, farmer, sad news" Klaus
answered. "Young Bartel is dead. He
fell from cliff month ago and was
killed instantly"
$50" said the farmer gravely. IA
fine, promising young man. Thou hast
not forgotten him, Christel? He went
with us to our birthday feast. His pa
rents are happily dead. He leaves no
would otherwise be terrible sorrow for
some heart"
"Christel! Christel! little mother J"
the children called from within. 1--WE
are SO hungry and the supper is wait
ing. Wilt thou not come in and cut us
some bread ?"
She turned and went in the house.
The brothers and sisters were already
seated, and the loaf stood on the table.
She took up the broad knife and began
to cut slice.
"How long is life!" she said with q
sigh that was almost sob. She looked
at the little eager, trusting faces. "And
have yet much to do" she added
Our Continent.
*x*"Do not grasp at the shadow and
lose the substance" Kidney-Wort is
able to convert you from shadow OF
YOUR former self into the substance of
stohI;sh ad health Said a sIlfferer from