Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1884-07-02


said wonderingly.
"Yes, was among the lookers-on in
the gallery, near the musicians, and |
| watched you particularly during the
hour that L was allowed TO STAY. My
aunt declares that L am too young to
appear at tile ball as a gueSt-do you
not think it a shame? | shall be SIX
teen next birthday. and | love dane
ing ~
SIT is an objectionable shame !" eX-
claimed Conrad excitedly, as-he looked
into her plalntive violet eyes, ,dewy with
tears. 81 Will go and beg your aunt to
let you come. Describe her to me, and
| will search till find hers
spray do nothing of the kind. Herr
Won Rosenhain," said the girl, laying |
her pretty hand on Conrad's sleeve
the whole household would be scandal
lied if it knew that you had visited me |
here. 1t is kind of you-very kind
to int rest yourself in me b; but is too /
! late now."
II must do as You wish, of course
/ returned Conrad reluctantly. "Ilow- |
ever IT ilatters me that You cared to dis |
cover my name"
J
pose" she said, with saucy smile /; |
but | am not going to tell it TO You |
/ Call me Peni lope, or one of the Fates, |
or any one who sits working busily
while others are amusing themselves,
and weave some kind of interesting ro-
nance about me. Now leave Inc, /
beg of you. hope you will enjoy the
remainder of the ball, and l am very
glad l have been of service to you"
81 thank you heartily" said Conrad,
pressing one of her soft white hands
gallantly to his lips.
Upon his return to the ballroom the
feStivity seemed to have lost all its
charm for Conrad Won RoSenhain the
guests voices were noisy and discordant
compared with the low girlish tones TO
which he had just been listening, and
there was not face in all the throng
that did not pale before the delicate
lOvtllneSs Of the one he had seen bend
ing over the heap of colOred silks in the
little boudoir. He sauntered alone
about the cOnServaterieS and ante rooms
| for the remainder of the evening, ask
ing himself who the lovely little fairy
could be whom fate had thrown in his
way he dared not inquire without act
ing contrary to her wishes that their in-
terview should remain Secret-and her
wish was law.
The next day was a dark one tor
Schloss Marburg; the news spread like
wildfire that the Countess Linden was
stricken down with violent fever, and
the frightened guests were begged to
disperse with all possible haste. Won
| haf oh To u 20
parture with the others, much though
he yearned to find out who his bene-
factreSs was, of whose childish violet
eyes and lovely pink-tinted face he had
been dreaming ever since. 1t would
have been heartleSS to pursue his in
vestigations at such time, and he could
not stay and be burden upon the
stricken house.
A few weeks later Conrad Won ROSen-
hahn, together with many another brave
youth, was called upon to assist in the
defence of his fatherland against the
French, and in the excitement of army
life his mind had less time to dwell upon
the pretty little unknown who had SO
fascinated him.
In an engagement near the village of
Kirchfelt Lieutenant Won Rosenhain
was wounded in the shoulder-not Sc
verely, but enough to make him unfit
for service for Scme weeks. As no hos
pital was in the neighbOrhorhOOd, ,SchlOSS
Hohenstein, the home of a certain
Baron Won Remsthal, was chosen as
quarters for the invalid, and thither
| Won RoSenhain was sent to await re-
covery.
Schloss HohenStein was fine old
mansion rapidly falling into decay the
strawberries were tangled and unkempt,
the statues crumbled unheeded. And
within doors the deSOlation was nearly
as great the once beautiful furniture
/ and tapestries were worm-eaten and i'll
tatterS. Moreover, there were very
few servants and rumOrS reached
Conrad's ears of the Baron Won Rem
stlal'S being deeply involved in debt.
One bright sunny day, as Conrad was
walking in the garden, rejoicing at the
thought of soon being able to rejoin his
regiment, some one advanced towards
him whom he bad not seen before at
SchloSs HOhenstein-a graceful young
girl in pretty fur-trimmed dress, her
cheeks flushed with the cold crisp air.
Surely lie had seen those eyes before ?
Was ne dreaming, or was this really the
same mysterious fairy who had mended
his stocking at the fancy-ball
''Good morning, Lieutenant Won Ro-
senhain !" she said, with the lovely
smile he remembered so well. 81 am
so glad you are well enough to be out
again. | have inquired for you every
day. but have not had the pleasure OF
seeing you before. 1 hope you have not
forgotten me.
"Never ~ declared Conrad, retain
ing the little hand SO frankly proffered
him.
"How odd that we should meet again
quite by chance But you do not know
me. / must introduce myself now, be-
cause am your hostess. l am Daphne
Won Remsthal, and live here with my
father"
$50 at last 1 know the name of the
fair unknown who helped me out of my
yery unpleasant predicament at Count
Marburg's ball. 1t is question that |
have asked myself in vain thousands of
times since"
1t was astonishing how much these
two who had never met before but once
found to say to each other in the old
garden, and the summons to luncheon
came ali too soon. From this day on
the invalid soldier found nothing so
beneficial for his health as stroll In the
shrubbery, even when the weather SEEM
ed to others unpropitious; and Daphne,
as hostess, could net but chat with her
guest when they met.
The two were sitting one day near an
old moss grown sun-dial at the end OF
the garden walk, and very pretty tab
leau they made-she with bright color
in her cheeks, her light curly hair tossed
about her forehead, and her eyes like
diamonds, and he with enough pallor. the
result of his illness to lend new in
terest to his face, and his fine figure set
off by his uniform. Daphne had gath
cred tiny bunch of winter yioiets, ana
was showing her treasures to Conrad,
who bent his head over hers to see them,
when both were startled by voice say
ing. in not the gentlest of tones