Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1884-11-27

and vulgar looks. lhe idea was shock,
all the same. Johnny thought good deal
over it. He had plenty Of time for think
ing
The netting lesson was a success, and
soon it came to be understood that Lotta
was his favorite attendant. When he grew
impatient because his big fingers we're so
awkward with the mesh LottA would take it
and set everything right. When he grew
depressed Lolita would cheer him up When
the hours seemed interminable Lolita found
something fresh TO interest him.
She was q mystery to the Young man.
He questioned her about her family, but
when he reflected afterward upon her an
swers he found himself very little wiser. He
felt rather ashamed to ask others for infor.
nation which she seemed inclined TO with
hold, but he even stopped to that TO CRAFTY
his curiosity. He gained nothing. No
body seemed inclined to tell him much more
than Lotta herself.
One day she was dusting his room-pu,-
ting his books. brushes. papers, etc, in or
der. When she came upon his unfinished
picture she exclaimed in surprise
"Carlotta Won Werdenfes :"
"Do you know il ?" he asked eagerly.
"Yes. indeed, very we'll"
How Is that Ii Is smail--it is not cele-
bra,ed; besides, YOU told me yourself you
had never been TO Innspruck."
ii have seen copy elsewhere
Johnny threw himself back in the chair
with a sigh of WEAKNESS.
Il shall never finish her That daub gives
no idea Of her beauty, her grace, her ex-
qui.i,e charm"
"On the contrary" said Lolita, decidedly.
"you have made very pretty picture"
And poor Johnny was gratiied with her
words. though he said to himself What
can a dien.tmsedchen know abou, art ?"
Now, Lot,a," he said, where is my
work shall flash the cabbage-net for
Frau Werner before 60. Why did you
start +? Did hurt you ?"
Yes, little. Ny finger i, sore; is
nothing"
"Ah, poor child What i the matter with
it?"
Johunys tones were full Of sympathy.
81 cut it peeling potatoes"
lie fel, q. if he had received cold
douche For some minutes he netted in
silence
"Shail read 10 you ?" SAID his willing
handmade, seeing he did not seem dispo..d
TO talk and she took up votume OF Heine
and read his scornful contehpt Of fine la
dies and gentlemen. and his honest admira-
,ion for the worth Of the peasant and John
ny sat and listened, and wondered whether
this Kind. patient serving maid wasn't, after
all, worth all the fashionable girls he had
ever known.
The doctor came that evening and gave
very favorable report of his patient. There
would always be a scar. bu, the eye was IN
injured; and if Herr Lupton was pruden,
he might be able to travel in week"
in spite Of his e Encouragement, Johnny was
Out Of sorts. Nothing pleased him. Lotia
was in despair. At last she said timidly -
Would YOU like me TO sing to you ?"
Can YOU sing?" cried Johnny, starting
up in ss,onIshment. "But there is no
piano. If had my violin, now But per-
haps you don't care for my accompani-
ment?"
There is zither in the house. can
play little, if you like, that IS"
OF course Johnny liked and he sat los, in
wondsrment while Lotta sang ,olkslieder;
very simple things they were, but her voice
lent them an additional charm.
Johnny reused himself at last and inter-
rupted her with a very irrelevant remark.
"Lotta, wish YOU could speak English"
She hesitsfed.
Il know a little-a few words; oh. it is
nothing. So many English come over
here. | have learned some from you.'
"lmpossible. We have always talked
German. Lotta, believe you are witch"
Yes said Lotta, gleefully. al am
witch, and it was my broomstick you fell
over and when YOU get well shall mount
il and ride away in the air :,
The doctor says may take nv bsndage
of tomorrow for an hour" said johnny,
after pause.
II am so glad r said Lotts, heartily.
''l am glad too; want TO see my kind
little nurse
But though Johnny sat nearly two hours
without his bandage no Lotta appeared.
1T was 50 unfortunate, the landlad, said
'Lotta had been sent on an errand. She
/ had been DELAYED" etc, etc.
But Johnny was very angry, and would
not be pacltied. He sco!ded Lo,ta in the
evening. She began 10 excuse herself, when
suddenly her voice faltered and he knew
{ she was CRYING, and before he could say
word she was gone.
/ Johnny did not sleep that night. The
situation was becoming desperate. The
| Lotta Of his blindness had grown dearer
than the Carotta of his dreams What
4 ought he to do?
I One thing he determined whatever the
consequence might be he would see her.
/ The next time she appeared he would tear
off his bandage.
| The morning passed restlessly away
One thought engrossed his mind-what
would she be like?
Three O'Clock came-her usual time. The
door opened. Johnny started up. tore off
his bandage, and beheld Werner!
The good landlady scolded him gently as
she again tied up his eyes. Qt was mer-
cy she did not know his name; she would
certainly have called him Johnny. A. it
was he was a naughty. impatient boy.
"But l want to see Lotta before she
goes"
Il have come to fetch you to say good
bye to her. Do YOU think you could walk
into the garden?"
Johnny wondered, but he took Frau Wer-
ners arm without word. 1t was lovely
day. Soft breezes played round him as his
timid footsteps went forward to meet the
dienstmaedchen. He scented mystery-a
surprise.
He was not disappointed. When his eyes
we're uncovered he saw standing before him
the Carlotta Of the picture-the Countess Of
Werdenfels in person
But this Carlotta moved and spoke and
though the sky was blue; il was not the sky
of1taly; and instead Of the orange blossoms,
she held rose in her hand. Smiling and
blushing. she said =
"You have your wish-you see me-"
Explain! How 10 il this dress!" he
gssped.
Lotta took his hand, and he sat on the
stone bench BY her side. His weak eyes
devoured the familiar features, bis ears
drank in the music Of the familiar voice.
II will explain everything. Perhaps you
are aware that in our country il is tine Gus
tom to send girls out for year to learn
housekeeping. They 70 to farms, or to inns
like Frau Werner's. came to learn Haw-
shalt in general and cooking in particular.
live at Munich. My name is Carlotta
Lange, but my mother was Fraulein Won
Werdenfrls. She married beneath her-so
her family considered. The lady in the pic
ture was her great at-grandmother. She was