The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1883-11-08

for nothing but for himself and his own
wealth. Always faithfully doing my
duty, | never had any reward, and my
life was wasted on an unworthy and un-
grateful being. Hearing how wise and
Just our young King is, and that he ad
mits his humblest subject into his au-
gust presence, in a happy moment /
made up my mind to lay my troubles at
his feet, and so / have come all the way
to Buda he ping to see him.
..Yes, my dear friend, you shall see
him, +" said the young man. Proceed
with your tale
''It is a simple one,n said the shep-
herd. MY honesty and my five dogs
are all have in the world, so / hope
the King will give me to kind and
good landlord, to whom will be faith
full indeed. l have nothing more to say.
That is all.
"You say, my friend" answered the
young man, ''that is all; but this is all
your all. Depend Upon it you shall
have help, and, in the meantime, until
this evening, when shall see the King,
| propose to buy your five dogs"
Then spake the shepherd: They are
worth nothing to you, my good sir, but
don't mind parting with them, being
very poor"
THE REWARD.
Thereupon the young man took from
his pocket purse full of gold and hand
| ed it to the shepherd. ''There, he
| said, ''take that. The dogs belong to
me, and, as told you, am special
friend of the Kings. Bring those dogs
| to the palace tomorrow morning, and
orders will be given to all the guards
not only to admit you to the interior OF
| the palace, but to the very throne itself.
| Good night to you"
| "God bless you"
| leave it to the reader to imagine our
| shepherds delight.
Next morning he went up to the Kings
palace followed by his five faithful dogs.
Arriving at the gate, he was Immediately
shown to the throne-room. The doors
were thrown open and he found him.
self in the throne hall. Bewildered and
blinded by the magnificence and gor-
geousness before him, he saw neither the
brilliant body guard, nor the King on
his throne. He gazed about for his
| friend of yesterday, who was nowhere
to be seen. At last, scarcely believing
his eyes, he recognized in the King, his
friend of the previous evening. His
Majesty, King Matthias Corvinius, be-
nignly beckoned to the shepherd to ap-
proach. He obeyed tremblingly, and
| fell on his knees, remembering how IA
miliarly he had treated the King. His
majesty from his throne with his usual
simplicity spake thus:
Il told you last evening that l would
tell the King your story. You see L
have done as | promised Now return
in peace Take your faithful dogs.
do not need them. If thrifty and in
dustrious, the money | gave you is
! truthfulness served you yesterday. Let
it ever be your strength. Tell all that
King Matthias has but one aim-to be
| just to all Farewell. "
The shepherd shed grateful tears, and
was dumb. Returning home, a happy
man, he spoke of nothing but the young
Kings justice and generosity.
THE MIsER BARRED OUT
| And, of course, with all the world,
our miserly landlord heard of the shep-
herds good luck. ''Why should not
do as well?" he soliloquized; and, dis.
guised as shepherd, with three times
as many dogs, to Buda went he. The
| ditch was there, the old miser laid him
| self therein, the fifteen lean ours all
around, and, to complete the picture, he
feigned sleep. Peeping from the corner
of his eye, he watched for the young
man. BY chance, handsome, lordly
man approached. The fifteen famished
ours stared at the newcomer, hoping
for some food, and knowing only too
well not to look to their master for any
thing to eat. The lordly stranger stop
ped and instinctively smelt rat; still,
he stopped and inquired after the old
mans purpose. The miser repeated
the shepherds story word for word.
The King-for it was he-listened at
tentively, but with an ironical smile in
the corner of his eye, as if saying, go
on, old man, you certainly will not fool
me-" and patiently waited till the end
of the story. When the old man utter
ed the last word of his made-up tale the
young man retorted with his usual SIM
plieity, thus:
go. Return in peace. Say to all
whom it may concern that you told King
| Matthias your story, which is only a
story, and that King Matthias lets it be
known to you and to all Hungary, that
There was but once dogs fair at
Buda.
| The King went his way, LAUGHING @
heartily, and here my story ends. Are
you pleased? Edourd Renleaagi, In Chi
cdgo Tribune.