Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1884-07-05
Captured BY the Gypsiss
A STORY OF THE BLACK FOREST

1.
No, no, darling not alone. 1t is
''But I will be back presently, L prom. |
ise."
The loving mother shook her head
firmly, but yet sweetly.
"Wait only half an hour longer.
Marie will then take you safely past
the cornerof the Black Forest"
i" The dear old forest, which always
loved 40 much and Gretchen clapped
her hands together In happy, childish
joy. .r
well, but"
/" The dear old forest, too, Of which l
am never one bit afraid-where the
squirrels even seem to know ME, and
the daylight only seems to peep now
and then"
Yes,Gretchen loved the forest dearly.
Was 1t to be wondered at?
She knew we'll enough that gypsies
and many other such people, roamed in
il right and left--or at least this IL what
she had often been told by Marie-but
she had not sny fear for herself.
Yes; Gretchen felt brave indeed that
sweet summers afternoon, and also
strongly inclined to have her own way.
The half hour passed quickly away.
Marie had not yet appeared, and
G retchen grew impatient.
The "liebe mutter" (dear mother)
had quilted the room q moment
Gretchen would do 30 too.
How beautiful the scene all looked
around her as she stood watching at
the garden gate. Never had the trees
| in the old forest seemed in her eyes to
| look 80 grand. Never had Gretchen
felt 30 rebellious i'll her heart. Amalia
was waiting for her 1t WAS Amalia's
birthday, and she had promised to be
there rs soon as possible to greet her.
Her present, too, for Amalia-also
"Mother's '-which both yet lay with
in the basket which she dangled on her
larm-why could not Amalia have them
lquickly as it had been impossible to
send them the previous night.
Yes-the moment Of temptation was
very, very strong; and Gretchen yielded.
All, had she only at least said good
lby" TO the dear old walls-or better
lstill, to those within it
Only a half pleasant run be
meath the rays OF glorious sun, bu
vet beneath the shadow Of the tai
dearly loved frs, and she was kneelinI
by the cripple's bedside, both children
radiant with pleasare-but, ah, how
different, each from each
The one poor, gentle, and yet ever sui
feIing; the other the child of rich an
lprincely parents, and handsomsl
leouippsd-withd dress OF rich and sweet
est texture, and everything else to col
lrespOnd.
The room " as furnished in the mos
y simple manner, but still, as is Away
1.-The case in every German household
whether belonging to rich or poor, wit
D the greatest attention To cleanliness an
order. Not particle of dust was to /
II seen anywhere, and the uncarpetet
Ii but brightly polished floor almost serve
to reflect the suns rays
"My candles burned 30 brightly tn
}, morning, Gretchen dear-seven of then
How | wish You could have seen them.
"Ah, yes, of course. You're yes
older than / am. Next year l sha
have the same"
"But not next birthday, Gretchen.
"No, no, that will be in thr
months time, the dear mother say
But they won't tell me anything abo
my beautiful presentation of cour
=. they will be lovely-they always are
l AL, ItlaU DttdubC you w AVN
Ionly daua liter OF d grand German nobi
That makes all the difference"
"Does it don't know. But the
is my present TO you, at any rate, de
d Amalia--and there is the It'll
lmother's' with her best greetings q
mine remember the locket, you kno
% is to hang round your neck always.
sr "Thapk you, Gretchen ; L wo
forget" -, I'll,
j, about your presents, for OF course y
had a lot. I'm glad, though, that
. candles burned so brightly"
Yes, THAI was very nice. We bi
- them ali out, TOO, just before they W
poing to die out themselves. The re
colored candle lived the longest"
"And which died out tirst?'
nj "Ths light blue"
sob %
"And the table looked lovely" W
Hon Amalia. Mother had Knitted
warm things--see, are they not bea
full? Aud father had bought me I
dress; and some of the village child
had laid flowers beneath the candle
And then little Amalia became a.
excited AT the recollection OF all
pleasure. Being only wea
lcDllu, bue COulu ihuooN oo"A Wv
= wltle.
WI "Ihave never had such spleI
presents, she whispered family. i
j raising herself little" there
me into the next room, dear Gretcht
mother is out-and you shall see
yourself"
And Gretchen did 30.
Then as she stood beside the pre-
but simply covered birthday table
white cloth of which reached the
and upon which the simple cake
stood, surrounded by the rem
of the pretty colored candies,
thought-how could Amalia pos'
o. admire IL all 80 much D.? Compared
her own birthday table also-wh
was nothing. Only OF course, she
not say 30.
Gretchen was in reality
lext pro I'D little German girl, though
lheart was kind and loving even to
Amalia.
The cripple stood leaning upon
Iothers arm awhile, admiring the
before her.
but l am staying too
Amalia," came after a long pa
=" for no one at home knows am
and neither may be frightened.
al Another few minutes T. pl
1l Amalia, softly. Don't leave mi