The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1884-11-11
VOL. XIX.-NO. 80.

OF course Johnny liked and be sat lost
: IN wonderment while Lotta sang volks-
lieder; very simple things they were, but
her voice lent them an additional charm.
Johnny reused himself at last and in
terrupted her with very irrelevant re-
mark.
: "Lotta, l wish you could speak Eng
lish"
( She hesitated
/ al know little-a few words; oh, it
fis nothing. SO many English come over
here. l have learnt some from You"
: "lmpossible We have always talked
fGcrman. Lotta, l believe YOU are WITCH
{ YES" said Lotta gloomily, I am a
witch, and it was my broomstick you fell
kovcr; and when you get we'll shall
nmount it and ride away in the air -
] The doctor says l may take my ban
flage off tomorrow for an hour" said
f5'hnny, after pause.
|. I am so glad :" said Lotta heartily
81 am glad, too; | want to see nv kind
E:little nurse"
s But though Johnny sat nearly two
hours without his bandage, no Lolita ap-
Peared.
! at was so unfortunate" the landlady
Paid "Lotta has been on an errand She
had been delayed" etc, ETC.
(; But Johnny was very angry, and
would not be pacifed. He scolded Lotta
IN the evening. She began to excuse her
telf, when suddenly her voice faltered and
be knew she was crying, and before he
sould say a word she was gone
Johnny did not sleep that night The
situation was becoming desperate The
totta Of his blindness had grown dearer
than the Carlotta Of his dreams
What ought he to do?
One thing he etermined-whatever
the consequences might be, he would see
her. The next time she appeared he
Vonld tear off his bandage
The morning passed restlessly away.
One thought engrossed his mind-what
would she he like?
Three o'clock came-her usual time.
The door opened. Johnny started up,
tore off his bandage and beheld-Frau
Werner.
The good landiady scolded him gently
as she again tied up his eyes. Ut was a
mercy she did not know his name; she
would certainly have called him Johnny y
! As it was, she said he was a naughty, i'm
i: patient boy.
But l want to see Lotta before she
. goes ~
have come to fetch you to say good
] by to her. DO you think you could walk
into the garden ?"
Johnny wondered, but he took Frau
! Werner's arm without a word. 1t was a
! lovely day. Soft breezes played around
him as his timid footsteps went forward
! to meet the dienstmaedchen He scented
!. mystery-a surprise.
lie was not disappointed. When his
! eyes were uncovered he saw standing be-
! fore him the Carlotta of the picture-the
! Countess of Wendenfels in person
! But this Carlotta moved and spoke;
and though the sky was blue, it was not
! the sky of Italy; and instead of the
/ orange blossoms, she held a rose in her
! hand. Smiling and blushing, she said
! You have your wish-you see me-"
! "Explain, How is it?-this dress ~
/ he gasped.
T Lotta took his hand, and they sat on
| the stone bench by her side His weak
+ eyes devoured the familiar features, his
i ears drank in the music of the familiar
voice
/ :" will explain everything. Perhaps
i you are aware that in our country it is the
custom to send girls out for year to
learn housekeeping. They go to farms or
to inns like Frau Werner's. / came to
learn Haushah in general and cooking in
particular. l live at Munich NY name
is Garlotta Lange. bu: my mother was a
Frauien Won Werdenfels She married
beneath her-so her family considered.
The lady IN the picture was her great
grandmother She was an Italian peas
ans, whom the Count of Werdenfels mar
riea and brought home to Bavaria He
loved her, and they were very happy.
l. We have her dress and dagger, and I
Thought l would give you surprise.
People say tit is not true) that am like
her. 60"
i aYou are like her, Lotta. only thou
Iisarsd times prettier and nicer Will you
Iiimitate her and come to the North ?"
I Lotta was silent.
l. '9lPerhaps l ought not to ask you. am
:not Count am dis6gured."
|: "Hush-that is nothing" said Lotta in
|. "a panied voice.
"He loved her, and they were yery
happy" he whispered.
Lolita blushed. Johnny, emboldened.
bent forward. his face came nearer
nearer.
You must really have your bandage!"
cried Lotta, jumping up.
Johnny submitted.
cit is quite appropriate; love is blind -