Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1884-12-03
1alfs and Sketfhfs.
A MODERN PYGAALIey.


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take it. and set everything right When ne
grew depressed, Lolita would cheer him
M. When the hours seemed intermin-
able. Lolita found something fresh to in
terest him.
She was a mystery to the young man.
He questioned her about her family, but
when he reflected afterwards upon her
answers. he found himself very little wis.,
er He felt rather ashamed to ask others
tor information which she seemed inclined
70 withhold, but he even stopped to that to
CRAFTY his curiosity. He gained nothing.
Nobody seemed inclined 10 tell him mucn
more than Lotta herself.
One day she was busting his room
putting his books, brushes, papers, ect-,
in order When she came upon his I'M
finished picture, she exclaimed in sur
prise:
.'Carlotta Won Werdenfelse'
.'Do you know it ?" he asked eagerly,
Eyes, indeed, very well"
'.How is that? It is small-it is not
celebrated; besides. you told me yourself
you had never been to lnnspruck."
Il have seen a copy elsewhere.
Johnny drew himself back in his chair
with sign of WEAKNESS.
Il shall never finish heri That daub
gives no idea OF her beauty, her grace,
her exquisite charm"
ION the contrary" said Lolita, decided
ly.'.you have made very pretty picture.
And poor Johnny was gratified with her
words, though he said TO himself. what
can dtenst-nGdchen know about thatp
Now Lotta," he said. where is my
work ? shall finish the cabbagenet for
Frau Werner before go. Why did you
start? Did bert you?"
Eyes. a little. My finger is sore; it is
nothing"
.Ah, poor child What is the matter
with it ?''
Johnny's tones were full of sympathy.
Il cut it peeling potatoes"
He telt as if he had received a cold
douehe For some minutes he Melted in
silence.
''Shall read to you?" said his willing
handmade, seeing he did not seem dispos-
ed to talk; and she took up a volume
OF Heine. and read his scornful contempt
of fine ladies and gentlemen, and his
honest admiration for the worth of the
peasant; and Johnny 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, but the
eye was uninjured; and if Herr Lupton
was prudent, he might be able to travel in
a week"
In spite of the encouragement, Johnny
was out of sorts. Nothing pleased him.
Lo,ta was in despair. At last she said
timidly:
Would you like me to sing to you ?'
"Can you singP" cried Johnny, starting
up in establishment. "But there is no
piano II had my violin, now! But
perhaps you don't care for an acompani-
mentp"
There is either in the house. ! can
play little, if you like, that is"
OF course Johnny liked, and he sat lost
in wonderment while Lolita sang Uolk-slie-
der; very simple things they were. but
her voice lent them an additional charm.
Johnny reused himself at last and inter
rupted her with very irrelevant remark.
Lolita. wish you could speak English"
She hesitated.
al know little-a few words oh, it is
nothing. So many English come over
here. have learned some from you"
Impossible! we have always talked
German. Lolita, believe you are a
witch"
Yes" said Lolita, gleefully. 81 am a
witch, and it was my broomstick you fell
over; and when you get well | shall
mount it and ride away in the air ~
The doctor says may take my ban.
dage off, tomorrow, for an hour said
Johnny, after pause.
II am so glad" said Lolita heartily.
ii am glad. too; want to see my kline
little nurse"
But though Johnny sat nearly two hour:
without his bandage, no Lolita appeared
at was so unfortunate" the landlady
said; Lolita had been sent on an errand
She had been delayed, etc, etc.
But Johnny was very angry and woulo
not be pacied He scolded Lolita IN the
evening. She began to excuse herself
when suddenly her voice faltered, and he
knew she was crying; and before she
could say word she was gone.
Johnny did not sleep that night. TIL,
situation was becoming delicate. The
Lolita of his blindness had grown dearel
than the Carlotta of his dreams. VIVA
ought he to do?
One thing he Observation-Disclosures thu
consequences might be- he would see her
The next time she appeared he would teal
off his bandage.
The morning passed restlessly away
One thought engrossed his mind-Wha
would she be like?
Three O'Clock came--her usual time
The door opened. Johnny started up
tore of his bandage, and beheld-Frat
Werner,
The good landlady scolded him gentl,
as she tied up his eyes. ct was merel
she did not know his name she woult
certainly have called him Johnny y As
was, she said he was a naughty impatient
boy.
but | want to see Lotta before sh,
goes"
Il have come to fetch you to say good
by to her. Do you think you could wall
into the garden ?"
Johnny wondered, but he took Fra,
Werner's arm without werd, Ii was .
lovely day. Soft breezes PLAYED roun,
him as his timid footsteps went forwar,
to meet the ktenst-ndedchen. He scepte,
a mysterY-a surprise.
He was not disappointed. When hi
eyes were uncovered, he saw standing be
fore him the Carlotta of the picture-th,